Just Add Magic Novels & Stories

“No, it’s not your fault. It’s just… God, I wish I could remember.” “I can try some magic, to see if it helps,” I suggested. “Maggie already did that,” Sam reminded me, a hopeless look in his green eyes. “I know, but my magic is stronger than hers. At least, it usually is. Right now, I’m a little drained from building the school.” “She told me about that, too. That’s insane. How do you just magic a school into existence?” I looked around the room we were sitting in. “I made this house.”

The new Magic Radio Tower is a new creation from the Research and Development Department that were made under my order. Unlike the normal Radio tower that used wire for power and connections in between the tower. The new Magic Radio Tower, is actually powered fully by the mana Core and also enchanted with dozens of magical enchantment for connections, signal managements and some other stuff. It was actually become a land satellite systems, and it was thousand times stronger than the normal radio tower with coverage of signals that can cover a lot of range.

“Stand back.” “Oh no,” he said, already grinning. “I want front row seats.” I lifted my hands. Magic poured out of me like ink in water, black and silver and soft. It flowed over the shack, seeping into every rotten board and crumbling stone. The roof straightened with a low groan. Cracks knit together. Glass grew across the window frames in smooth sheets that caught the light like frozen moonlight. The crooked door shuddered, then eased itself into place with a firm, dignified click. By the time the magic settled, the shack looked like a small, sturdy cabin nestled in the trees. Not fancy. Not grand.

My hands were shaking but I didn’t have time to fall apart. I put the papers under my clothes and stepped outside the palace yard. I needed to change the barrier around the pack or Kael would never escape. I reached for my magic again and pushed it out slowly because if I used too much she might feel it. The dark energy around the entire pack was thick and strong but I pushed my golden magic into it and kept feeding it until the layer started to change.

Status update: ✔️Still trapped in the sassiest cabin ever enchanted. ✔️Still no working exit. ✔️Still kissing King Edric like it’s an Olympic sport and I’m training for gold. ✔️Oh, and now he’s decided to become my personal magic coach. Yay.

"Power on, Unit 1314," Dad said. As he gave the command, his tone wavered with hesitation. He wasn't entirely sure why he was saying it. He was just repeating what Bruce Harrison, the director of Elite Smart Academy, had told him to say. My eyes lit up instantly, like a screen on standby finally receiving a signal. I rose from my chair. My arms hung naturally at my sides, and my spine was perfectly straight. "System booted. Please state your command," I said mechanically.

he hissed, his voice low and threatening. "Don't forget, your mother's sick with Wolfsbane. The treatment is expensive. Without my support, what will happen to her?"

“An improvement from previous years.” A few excited murmurs spread through the group. It must have been quite the hassle with the earlier gear, but luckily I never got to experience that. “However,” Jorn warned, his eyes sharpening, “the magic doesn’t work on its own. Before you shift, you press this clasp on the belt.” He tapped the gold buckle. “That’s what will activate the magic, and when the lightning glows, you know you’ll be good to go.” He paused, scanning the group with hard eyes. And of course, he made it a point to skip over me on purpose.

Bruce asks me. I shake my head. "I could use a ride if you don't mind. I am not sure I am ready to drive today," I say. I know I am not ready to drive. "I can take you, but first, I have to tell you something. I made some calls while you were sorting through some things. I wanted to give you some space. I found both of your uncles. They own a little magic shop in New Orleans. It is called Elemental Magic," Bruce says.

I asked subtly, not mentioning anything about the club. “Yes,” She nodded, “He is well aware.” “Wow,” I was impressed, “Nice, and he still had no objections?” She shook her head, “No, Jena was going to quit anyway and Ulrich arranged a magic item for her-” “Wait-” I stopped her, “What?” I knitted my brows together, “A magic item?” Where did magic come from? Or is that a code word for something? It must be something I’m not aware of.