James The Magician Novels & Stories

she trailed off staring at nothing. "Mage...isn't mage similar to a wizard?" Xavier asked hesitantly. "No!" Jade replied defiantly. "A mage is a wizard, yes, but he is a wizard who has chosen the dark path, a mage is a wizard who practices dark magic. A normal wizard wouldn't dare to do so, its forbidden", Jade's irises had red rings around them. She was upset and angry. Xaver just nodded. He understood where she was coming from. He knew the feeling. When a werewolf went rogue, he felt the same anger and remorse. No king or queen wanted their people to choose the wrong path.

The three magic Knights Leaders went out of the portal and stood on the three chairs placed on the sides of the King’s chair. “And let’s welcome our Kingdom’s Magic Leader, King Magnus!” everyone rose from their seats to welcome the King. King Magnus is a fire mage, my father met with him once and I remembered that his aura is as tremendous as my father. He talked to me before and he was really kind but he’s aura is just so powerful that even though he showed kindness towards me, I still kept a distance.

I knew exactly what he meant. “Stick to your fire magic,” he continued. “You came first in the Test of Brilliance, so that puts you at an advantage. And I saw your movement and control—you’re a solid mage. Trust that.” I folded my arms. “So I’ll be fine win or lose, because I nailed the intelligence test? But that was thanks to my inner beast.” “Your inner beast?” He gave a short breath. “Jade, I’m saying be smart. Against a real threat, you might lose control and shift.”

My brows furrow, “Affinity in what?” “Trans-dimensional magic,” he kicks his feet up onto the cherry-wood coffee table, “It’s a rare gift. Manipulation also seems to be your forte, considering you shed my clothes without a conscious attempt.” “I only opened your shirt!” I’m sure a tomato would envy the redness of my face right about now. He smirks, “I should be careful, next time you might strip me down to my boxers.” “I hate you,” I tell him, lowering my head.

“What is this?” “You wanted to know why I want you to go back with Viola. Read this then. Just the first few pages,” he says. I gaze at him dubiously before opening the page and see words and symbols I have never seen before. But before I can say anything, he chants a spell again and automatically whatever gibberish was written shifts and reforms into readable words. My eyes widen and I file the question regarding this for later at the back of my mind. My eyes fall upon the word ‘Mage Wolf’

said Akisha, and the king nodded. "So Miss Scott, which royal family are you from?" asked the king, which made Akisha frown. "Pardon me, your majesty, but I am not from any royal family. I am just an ordinary Magi who is an illusionist," Akisha stated, causing the king and queen's brows to furrow.

“What does the tale say that will supposedly help us determine what is happening?” “Well,” said the Water Witch. “It’s the story of a young mage, brilliant, but naive. She wasn’t master of one element, but of all four, and still, she wanted more. So she set out to master the spirit. The Grand Sorcerer is a representation of it, but one cannot simply command spirit. It is the very essence of being. The mage was determined, however. She came across a king who fell madly in love with her. This love, she felt, was the way to harness the final piece of her power, and so she feigned to love him back. And at the moment when he was most vulnerable, as he vowed himself to her for all eternity, she re