Land Of Magic Novels & Stories

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.

"Let’s get down to business now ayy? Unfortunately for you, you didn't get the normal god, or demon-like power one is normally used to. You're not fast, neither do you have the ability to lift a plant with your pinky. You're not super smart and you can't control the elements either. You have no effect on time, reality, light or darkness. You're not like the others. But you want to know the best part about that, you my friend, are not like the others. Your power, is the bridge between the light and the darkness. Almost like the product of their unholy intercourse." "So, what exactly is it?" Robert said, finally chiming In. "You my friend, have the gift, of immortality."

Steven told her to look in the paid books as well if she saw any that interested her and since Carol had left her some money she nodded and decided to look without worrying about the money because Carol had told her that she would be able to resell her magic pills. She easily found the books she was looking for, there was one on all the level 1 magic herbs with sketches and their characteristics, another one that explained in detail every step of making magic pills and tips on how to avoid failing. There was another one that gave the formulas of all the level 1 magic pills and there were 20 of them, and finally she found one about the 8 flames and what a mage could expect to accomplish when

The Land of Lymfieya is something I have read about countless times and I find it fascinating anytime I read about it. Who wouldn't love a story about a land filled with blessed wolves, a land where seers and magic exist and live in harmony? The blessed wolf and their mates are the rulers and are respected and adored by all. I loved reading such stories. The fog once again came and I was before my parents, each carrying one of us, the priest placed his hands on our heads and I could see the worry in his eyes.

I followed his lead, hopping out of the truck, and slinging my backpack over my shoulder. “Their territory starts just a mile or so from here,” Isaac mumbled. “We’ll walk in.” I fell in stride beside him, examining the landscape carefully. Benate had said the way they used their magic was depleting their lands. It made sense, seeing as hedges merely pulled energy from around them to fuel their magic, and Mother Earth held plenty of it. Looking around, though, I only saw a snow covered evergreen forest. The vegetation you would expect to be dead in late February was dead, and the normal sounds of wildlife this time of the year surrounded us. The woods we walked through spoke of exhaustion, bu

“The forest. The Dark Mage was banished to a half life, not alive, yet not dead, until she disappeared from the world. ‘Find us in the Forest of the Damned.’ You’ve been there, Cal, or at least to the entrance.” It suddenly clicked. Of course. It was why they couldn’t find it on any map. It wasn’t a place that existed in this world, but between them, in a world between darkness and light. “The Land of the Dead.” He said as their eyes locked. “The Stone of Balance, it’s a doorway.”

Running so fast, the trees were almost a blur. She looked down to see the green grass beneath her paws, the soft dewy spikes teasing. Serena came to a halt at the edge of the lake, peering through her wolf’s eyes at the image that formed in the water body. A beautiful raven wolf stood there proudly, body larger than normal wolves and Serena knew that it was larger than the werewolf’s one too but who cares, at least she doesn’t. She sometimes believed that it was probably due to the fact that the moon goddess understood her desire to never be with a male and made her strong enough to go against one. If only she knew.

Prologue IN A MYSTICAL LAND, far, far away at a time nonexistent from now, therein existed the Green Kingdom, a land of immortality and immortal beings. It was envied in all the land by creatures both mystical and mundane. It worried the lot of them that believed in black magic because the inhabitants of the Green Kingdom fought against such forces. The Green family held and protected the good magic from being consumed by darkness that threatened to reign over the land. Their mortal enemy, the Gipus kingdom, fought by all means to keep darkness reigning but before passing, Pink-White's parents, Terese-White and Bingy-White, had fought to their last bone to keep darkness at bay.

Third Person POV The Demon Realm lies on a large Island outside Magic Realm with a total land area of 480,050 square kilometers, but it covered 65 percent of the Island with huge rock and desert. Long ago, before the first great war occurred, the Demon Kingdom was built in the eastern part of the Magic Realm that was now taken over by the dwarves and elves. But because of their greed and hunger for power, demons convince the werewolves, witches, vampires, and beasts to attack the angels and magic users resulting in a war between all races. Demons almost win the war, but the Sextuplet appears and saves the entire magic realm.

The children of the elements that had made pacts with them, died out, and the magic in the land slowly sipped away by the greed of the kingdom’s children. During that time, a son of light called Al Khami, realized that this can not go on any further. He started searching for ways to use alternative means to replace magic. It was then that he realized that he can create magic without sipping mana from the land. Since then, he made experiments and learned of ways to amplify magic where he would only need a little mana at a time. With this knowledge, he dreams to rehabilitate the land, and to once more, fortify the pact with the children of the elements.