Kouha Magi Novels & Stories

I demanded as her eyes became clouded with rage. "I don't have him, and he'll never be mine as long as you're alive!" Rory yelled, slamming me through the wall with every ounce of her magic. I collapsed to the ground, taking my breath away. I exclaimed as I noticed my own bone protruding from my left arm. My arm was broken after being knocked through a wall without my Lycan half. I would have died if I had only been human. A jolt of Magi magic filled my womb. The thing about magi magic is that it is unpredictable, and as I hit Rory with it, the power became unstable. As I tried to stand, my vision blurred. I wobbled, bracing myself against the wall, trying to keep it together for my child's

Hugh, about to use his Gu, felt it recoil at the presence of the love spell's energy, behaving as if a mouse was confronted by a cat and suddenly froze. This sudden change startled Hugh, who couldn't understand why his Gu refused to respond. He attempted to command them again, to no avail. Realizing something was amiss, Hugh turned to Kiran, noticing his calm and smiling demeanor. It dawned on him that Kiran possessed a love spell, specifically one from a brain-eating Gu, which shocked him. His complexion changed dramatically as he stared at Kiran, trying to see through him. But Kiran's origins remained a mystery; clearly, he wasn't from the Mawi tribe. Yet, how could he possess such a power

"What exactly is 'all this'? What are you even doing here? And what does Mrs. Kovac have to do with anything?" Maggie threw back her head and laughed. "Mrs. Kovac-Esmeralda is my aunt and the future Crone of the coven. She has promised my entry back into the coven, once I brought you over. Do you have any idea how long I've waited for you?"

We are working on getting rid of the diaper, but so far we’ve come to the agreement of one that can resemble underwear, and in which he can actually sit on the toilet with if he shows interest. “No, Mirage.. Eeew!” Liam shouts from the bathroom, and I pick Micha back up to see what is going on. Of all our three pups Mirage is by far the one who has shown the most powers. She has definitely inherited my magic, while both Micha and Layla have shown magic in different areas. Micha can move things with his mind or hands, heal small wounds and disappear from one place to another in a blink of an eye - which is what he did just before. Layla can communicate with animals, that one is pretty strong

her lip quivering as she spoke. "What weapon?" I sounded dumb. "The Knife of Erthyrya. One stab and it takes poofs any individual out of existence." She said without a hint of mockery in her voice. "Sorry, the knife of what now?" I really sound dumb. "Er-thy-ry-a." she ennuciates every sylabol like I was a baby. "It was forged our of a heart of a dragon that consumes all magical essence any person has. And uses that collective power to just zap you out of this world." Luna lets out a heavy sigh.

and pulled the curtain open violently with both hands. Alex gasped in shock. "Magdalena? What are you doing here?" Without uttering a word, Magda pressed her index finger to her lips, signaling him to be silent. Then, fully clothed, she threw herself into the shower with him. She caught his face in her hands and pulled him into a fierce, suffocating kiss.

He knew that, but there was a notion pestering him that he needed to test and there would be no better opportunity than this. “I know you do not understand,” Poe said, smoothing Hunter’s furrowed brow with a swipe of hand. “Put your hand here,” Poe said gesturing to the black, jagged stain caused by the shattered talisman. Poe placed his hands over Hunter’s and could feel the coiled, restless tension in the boy like some wild animal cornered and wary. “Do you feel the tingling sensation when you touch my hands?” Hunter nodded. “Normally you wouldn’t because of my control. Every Magus, every man, woman, and child has ki, but it’s a Magi’s ki that separates them from everyone else. We have mor

“You heard me, no need for me to chew my cabbage twice girl.” “They burned your eyes? Why would someone do that?” Cassia said with a tone of disbelief. “Not just someone, she’s be a thorn in my side for years. Her name is Magda and her cunt of a daughter Melba. They practice illegal magic. Mostly the dark arts and as you can see a coup.” Ogra stated matter of factly. “Is there anything that I can do to help you?” Cassia asked. “The only thing I can think of is tears from a dragon, and good luck finding some of those.” Ogra chuckled.

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. “What did you do?” I gasp, my words stumbling forth in the muddy brown of the Terran tongue. “How did you…?” “Truespeak,” the Magi turns towards me, her golden afro shining beneath a net of glistening pearls. “The language of the void. Only the most powerful of us can do this. And even fewer of us can SEE it.” My eyes widen. How did she know? “Come, Aka’naha,” the Magi smiles warmly, “We are done here. Your real education starts now.”

’ It felt like Hana's head was about to explode with the questions that kept pressing her head. Suddenly the conversation between she and Yoana in Anathema flashed through her head “No one can tell pure magicians from ordinary humans at a glance. They usually have special markings that they can hide perfectly. And, the pure magician who casts a curse on me, has a half-star mark on her forehead” Hana's eyes widened when she remembered Yoana's words. She squeezed her hand tightly. Could it be that the woman she saw before Zanza collapsed to the floor was a pure magician? Huhu, but maybe not..