Mad Hatter Magic Novels & Stories

I asked to distract myself from his body against mine. He made a sound of disgust in the back of his throat. “Do you think it so easy to use magic? You need the right components. I have a dagger, why would I carry components for such a spell?” “For the event that you drop your dagger through the weave of a net?” I suggested, trying to keep my voice bland. In tale, it was always unwise to provoke magic users. “Hmmm.”

Mia asked again, confused. I didn’t know how to tell her that next part; I thought she wouldn't believe me and might even call me crazy. So, I took a breath in, glanced her side and just blurted out: “he said that gypsy usually use dark magic on things for compelling and sorcery” “HA, WHAT?” she shouted back in shock. She looked at me with a horrified and pale face. She thought for a while and asked again with a hint of a mocking smile on her face: “what does it do?”

‘you’ll see them flying on broomsticks, putting on black hoods, with protruded caps, they are very wicked and seeks to harvest our blood if we let them, but we can resist them’ Dike said as they approach to cross the territory of witches. He then asked everyone to bring out from their bags the portion given to them by the Oracles, ‘don’t waste it, when a witch approaches you, stay composed and make sure it gets close enough then you pour this portion on the witch and it will dematerialize before your eyes, but remember, don’t waste it and don’t use it unless it’s necessary. If you waste yours, you are gone’ he added.

expression. “What did you do to him?!” Madison snapped out and seeing the guy on the ground surprised her. [Serves him right, my dear.] Zai commented with a hint of amusement in her tone. [This is your first ever spell. Let us do it to the other one, too.] “HEY! Answer me, you-!” The second guy pulled out a gun from his pocket and pointed it at her. Madison raised her hands in fear just as Zai ushered her to chant the spell again for good measure-Wait! I do not want to kill him! [Oh? Where is the fun in that?] The guy cocked his gun and was to pull the trigger if not for a piece of wood that a stranger bashed on his head. He dropped the gun and sunk to the ground, down for the count. Madiso

“So you’re doing this because of the Moonfire?” “Partly,” Hattie answered. “Moonfire isn’t just rare. It nullifies a witch’s power. When Moonfire is present, our spells collapse, as if the threads of our magic unravel in its light. It can dispel illusions, break through wards, even strip power from hexes already laid. Most magic bends or recoils away from it instinctively, like animals from fire. That’s why it is the key to defeating Morgana.”

Darking, the enigmatic and mischievous professor. Our eyes met, and a knowing smile played on Mr. Darking's lips. "Amira, my dear," he said softly, "Welcome to the land where madness and enchantment intertwine." My heart fluttered as I blushed, feeling a warmth spreading through my veins. "You... you're the Mad Hatter?" I stammered, a mix of surprise and delight in my voice. Mr. Darking chuckled, his eyes twinkling with affection. "In this realm of whimsy, I take on many roles, but my true identity is that of someone who has been enchanted by your spirit, Amira."

“So you’re doing this because of the Moonfire?” “Partly,” Hattie answered. “Moonfire isn’t just rare. It nullifies a witch’s power. When Moonfire is present, our spells collapse, as if the threads of our magic unravel in its light. It can dispel illusions, break through wards, even strip power from hexes already laid. Most magic bends or recoils away from it instinctively, like animals from fire. That’s why it is the key to defeating Morgana.”

Marge dipped her finger in the bowl and started drawing a magic circle with her own blood , it was a long tedious work after all she had to draw it perfectly without a slightest bit of mistake , If she failed who knows what kind of back lash she will suffer . She finished the last set of magic spells and placed a small pile of golden blonde hair in the centre of the magic circle , then she took out the vial that held the deadliest poison of hell and poured it all upon the small pile of golden blonde hair , dying it red . Once the last drop of the poison matted the pile of blonde hair , the magic circle shone with a furious red light... black lighting struck the ceiling and Marge found hersel

“Not at all.” Cassidy folded her arms and leaned against a tree. For a moment, her eyes glinted in a way that made me curious. I hesitated, then blurted out the question that had been sitting on my tongue. “Can you… perform magic? Since you’re a sorcerer?” Her lips curved into a small smile. “Yes. But not like the stories you’ve probably heard. I can’t just snap my fingers and conjure fire. I need a concoction to power me up first.”

Ellie watched Hattie tie the pieces of clothes together rubbed it and blew air on it, she held it like it burn with the tip of her fingers and waves it in the sky. Hattie shivered as she dropped her hand. She looked straight at Ezra with hot eyes, Ellie moved back, but Ezra must have gotten used to it. Hattie eyes were on fire. “Dark magic, I smell dark magic, they don’t want to be found” Hattie said with a strange voice