Last Mage Standing Novels & Stories

But tonight, little queen… rest. I close my eyes. Ten pieces down. One enemy ended. And the longest night of my life is finally over. The sun rises on the last day of Spring Break morning over a valley that’s still standing. We paid the price. And we’re still here to pay it again tomorrow. Because that’s what family does. The Monastery of Mages and Wizards, Shambhala March 22, 2027 – 03:11 a.m. Himalayan time (thirteen hours after the battle)

The moment the servants scattered, the last wisp of air left my lungs. My soul drifted weightlessly out of my body. I hovered in a daze, half-transparent, and softly asked the system in my mind, 'Can you transmit me now? I want to go home.' But the system's mechanical voice was flat and unyielding: [Only once the male and female leads acknowledge your death can you exit this world.] I paused for a moment, then let it go. I'd survived decades—what was a little more waiting?

"I have an announcement to make. As you all know, our pack has been without a Luna for a while now. But tonight, I proudly present to you our new Luna, Lyra!" The pack erupted into cheers and applause, their faces beaming with excitement. I forced a smile, trying to hide my discomfort. Sage's hand wrapped around mine, pulling me closer as he led me to the center of the dance floor. The music began with a slow melody that seemed to match the rhythm of my heart. Sage's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze piercing as we swayed to the music. I felt like a puppet on strings, dancing to his tune. As the dance went on he didn’t say a word but stared deep within my soul making my heart hammer, Sage's vo

Sofia POV The whole forest went silent after the last warrior fell. The ground was covered with dust, broken weapons, and the scent of blood. I stood there beside Luca, breathing hard, watching the final moments of the battle. My hands were shaking, but I kept my eyes on the only enemy left—the old man who had caused all this trouble. He looked weaker than before, but his eyes were still cold and dangerous. He stepped back slowly, holding the stone tightly in his hand like it was his only power left.

[Didn't get to say this earlier, but I'm out of forgiveness cards. [Let's get a divorce.] My phone started blowing up right after.

I spit them out, hating the taste as he gapes at his mangled hands. Before I have the chance to lunge at him, Lachlan flies out of nowhere and rips his throat from his neck, leaving him pale and gasping on the ground. Rome cries out and my chest aches at the memory of her cries the last time we all fought together. Lach and I both turn to see her standing above the last man standing between us and Kias victoriously as Monty saunters closer and closer to him.

He was sure he had made a mistake with that woman. "Sir we already got rid of the first target there are ten more to go...all my men are perfectly placed, we are just waiting for your orders." Marcus indicates to me as he looks me straight in the eyes. I am wiping the blood that had splattered on my neck and face. "Start from today, the faster we start the better" I clarify as I cross my arms. After finishing that I go to the mansion to rest, I had released my killer instinct slightly and needed to calm down away from the others.

Throwing his cards on the table, Mauro said, "Don't you dare play without me..." Receiving laughter from his friends, Mauro stood up and yawning walked out of his hut. Mauro is Luka's older brother, the alpha heir to his family, and the next leader. However, Mauro is generally described as a lazy alpha, not living up to the expectations of all his citizens to be the ruler. For that same reason, his parents had decided to test his leadership abilities, sending him to that camp together with Luka and other omegas, making him responsible for his entire pack, and forcing him to take care of all of them.

Another muttered, “Surely not one of the human volunteers.” I let them sit in that tension for a breath. “Yes,” I said calmly. “A human.” The murmuring began immediately. “Impossible.” “A dragon king—” “A human cannot—” “Enough.” My voice cut through the room like steel. “She is not merely human.” That stilled them. Kaelith chose that moment to step forward. “She is the last-born Madrigal in this realm.” Shock. Real, visceral shock. One of the elders actually rose halfway from his seat before sitting again.