Judar Magi Novels & Stories

A couple days after the Rebel’s attempt at attacking, Magis, the werewolf King, came with a section of his Elite Werewolf Army. I greeted him with my mates. I couldn’t move around well anymore, so I was either carried or on bed rest. I had a wheelchair, but I preferred my mates carrying me, and loved to feel spoiled by them. We were in the formal sitting room when Den Leader Jargon came into the room to tell us that King Magis had come. I tried to stand for my old King, but my mates made sure I stayed laying down on the deep blue, velvet couch.

I raised an eyebrow at his story, still not understanding its relevance. "One day the man and the woman had a baby girl. But this girl was no ordinary girl. She was special," he said, inspecting his nails casually. Then his eyes lifted to mine. "She was one born of magic, and of the moon." Shock ripped through my body at his words, but I schooled my face into neutrality. "And what does this fairytale have to do with me?" I asked. Damion burst out laughing and slapped his knee. Within an instant, he had shoved himself off of the stool and dropped down on his knees in front of me so that we were eye to eye.

Jada wanted everyone to submit to us to force the secret out of them. Jada is a magical wolf whom simple spell cannot work on" and Sophia knew it, this action of Sophia got Jada angry. Hunter and my father looked on in awe and fear as I began to unleash my power. I conjured up spells and incantations that I had never even attempted before. I summoned the elements themselves, calling forth lightning, wind, and fire to do my bidding. All the wolves and the witch in the room tried to fight back, but they were no match for me. Jada was too powerful, too fierce, too ruthless. I spared them no mercy, and they soon realized that they had made a grave mistake by underestimating me.

The North territory was called Magiza by the locals because it was inhabited mostly by magical beings—which included witches, wizards, and any being capable of using their inner force or manipulating an external force to achieve a goal. There were many types of magic — Water Magic, Fire Magic, Nature Magic, Healing Magic… it was a lot. The North was ruled and dominated mostly by witches and wizards and they could have both as their King and Queen but the last ruler of the North was the Witch Queen of the North; Her Majesty Jyria. I blinked. "Jyria became Queen?" That wasn't in my memory. I continued reading anyway. Queen Jyria possessed water magic, breaking the law of royalties possessing m

“About meeting the village Chief … What if he will turn us over to the king? We are all wanted in the entire country of Glacia … are you not worried?” “Calm down, son. Magus Jade is an old friend of mine.” “Magus Jade?” The Chief nodded. “That is what we call him. He’s a retired Grand Mage from the capital many years ago. We’ve worked together during my time as a Grand Knight serving the crown. Have no worries. He can be intimidating in your eyes … but his heart is pure … he serves for the realm and not for the crown.” As they approached the Chief’s Den, Arth found many young mages carrying books while walking and chatting with their fellows. Seeing their white robe uniform had made him reme

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.

After Mage Jaye gave Cody Buzzard her ultimatum, that he needed to pack up his mage friends and ride off into the sunset, or whatever the equivalent for evil people is, there wasn’t much else to say. Cody’s laughter basically told us all he wasn’t planning on going anywhere. So, Mage Jaye warned him that he had two weeks to get himself back into the shadows where he was no longer a threat to anyone, and then she shifted back into an owl and turned back toward my house.

He also wishes the warriors don’t come back with the Magic Bean and so he consulted with certain wicked Oracle in the far land to make sure the warriors won’t be able to find the Beans or not return home. The Oracle told him that if he can…

“Food.” Lyra looks confused, the Magi even more so. I try again, shifting the colors of my words. This time the Magi nods, reaching forward to grasp my arm. “I am taking her, Grand Lady.” “Not until…” “AhRAAAH…” the Magi’s voice rings like a bell, bright white in my mind like staring into the sun. The word wasn’t shouted, shows no visible energy other than the color in my minds eye, but it has the power to push Lyra back, holding her in place, her body still, her eyes darting angrily between us.

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.