James The Magician Novels & Stories

Some were enjoying the small banter while the others were helping out James to plan his next attack. At the other side of the walkie-talkie where James had found the highest point inside the territory. Supported by Naomi next to him with her blood covering the whole of her body, James who was raised by the former vampire lord to be the blood sacrifice to the vampire had used his skill quite well. And he needed Naomi's assistance to achieve his goal despite not being in the front row. His role right now was a mere planner. Naomi was an executor. “We will activate the wind magic at the same time,” James told Naomi his plan after quite sometimes planning their course of action and borrowing peo

Magic ignited in his palm, and I felt a calming warmth as my palm absorbed the beautiful light. "It's natural to feel uneasy when you discover new powers," James instructed me in the basics of magic. The first step was learning to control my strength, which was challenging. James advised me to practice more to improve my abilities while Darcus observed in the background. Unexpectedly, a surge of magic overwhelmed James, injuring him, but he quickly recovered. I felt terrible, but James assured me that setbacks were a part of the learning process.

“I won’t let your family ruin another generation of our Saintesses! Today, we’ll settle this score once and for all!” He placed his hands behind his back with newfound confidence. Despite the love spell’s effect on Kiran, he believed he could take out Kiran easily with his own black magic. “You talk too much. Just bring it on, will ya?” said Kiran impatiently. “Well, aren’t you a wild one? I used to think I was wild enough, but I never thought I’d meet someone wilder than me.” James smirked at him. “I'm wild because I have assets to back me up, but you have nothing! Today, I’ll show you that your puny love spell means nothing in Mawi. A commoner like you has never seen the likes of true, omn

Megan came over to me “So, I am allowed to use magic to defend myself aye” She asked Chad “As my muscle strength is non-existent” “Of course, I am looking forward to you putting James on his arse with your magic” “Oh, don’t worry he is going to find out just how much power his wee witchy boo has” I kind of felt sorry for James. Megan had showed me a bit of what she could do but I knew she has a lot of power. I could feel it.

“I don’t buy that for a second. That woman is bad news. She’s done some sort of witchcraft shit to fool you.” James’ spine steeled as he glared at his aunt, “I don’t believe that.” His voice was laced with anger, and the brief moment we shared before vanished into thin air. “Well start believing it, boy. You ain’t stupid,” Joan glanced over, winking at me. “I can spot a snake from a mile away, and that girl is a damned serpent.” James looked up at Dante, begging him to join into the conversation. I knew James had asked for his help researching how he’d ended up with two mates, but Dante averted his gaze. Either he didn’t find anything, or he was on the same page as Joan.

I asked to distract myself from his body against mine. He made a sound of disgust in the back of his throat. “Do you think it so easy to use magic? You need the right components. I have a dagger, why would I carry components for such a spell?” “For the event that you drop your dagger through the weave of a net?” I suggested, trying to keep my voice bland. In tale, it was always unwise to provoke magic users. “Hmmm.”

"You two are going to really regret this in the morning." James wanders around the room, wearing an enchanted expression: it's a Master's personal playground. .... He's going to want one of these.... "Well," he comments, "I know what I bought myself when I became a millionaire." Charlotte is watching him, admittedly, somewhat woozily. He flashes brows at her. "Now I know what I'll buy when I'm a billionaire." She grins, and he wanders over to look down on his recalcitrant sub. "You two have enjoyed yourselves. Dare I ask if we have any secrets left? Any of us?"

From the middle of the ring, a tall drake with the long red center spike of a sea drake takes his place near the center of the stage. “Greetings Noble folk from across the realms,” His voice carries on the wind, augmented somehow by some unseen force, as he bows before us all, his wings transformed into a coat of iridescent scales. “I am THE Magician, the bringer of mystery and magic from across the realms. On behalf of our benevolent Queen Eleanora, I wish you all a brilliant and fabulous ALL KINGDOM FAIRE!!!” With those last three words, he pumps his fist to punctuate his words as flames shoot up around him, exploding into stars of colored light.

James said without looking at Natasha. He was staring blindly at the ground. I couldn’t tell wether or not Crow was showing me this so that i would feel pity for James, because I didn’t. I didn’t feel bad for him. He brought this upon himself, by making one wrong decision after the other. “We have to stop,” Natasha said. James head jerked up and his eyes locked with hers. “We can’t.” He said and i felt my heart sink. “James-“ “I have to protect her, I need her to learn how to handle her magic.”

How could the Second Prince and King Vicente IX get away with it? "The king used two archmages as a scapegoat. Those two were the ones who refused to work on the Magic Tower and became independent archmages. Here, the mages that didn't want to work on the Royal Family or the Magic Tower were persecuted–except the jeweled eye possessors." Minerva tilted her head on the side, "Bwut why?" Santi placed her thin hair at the back of her ears before he answered, "Why? It's because they were unable to do so. Who had the guts to fight against us?"