Mag Warrior Novels & Stories

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

The white-haired woman pulled a contraption from her robes, like the bridle of a horse. “What is that?” I recoiled. The mage with the melodious voice stepped forward and grabbed my face by the jaw, holding me still. I tried to pull away. The contraption had a metal bar with sharp looking spikes and a framework of leather straps. “Hold her,” the woman ordered the men as I screamed and struggled against them. The half-ogre roared in response, and for a moment, fought his way free of his guards. “Ianaceo,” she growled out at the ogre with the bitter bite of magic, and the ogre fell flat onto the floor, though he continued to growl and groan, he could not move. “Don’t make me do the same to you,

they both continue to tell each other about their experiences. "Master? Isn't it strange that Master talks to me like this?" asked Bing Ma because Chyou chen's attitude was too easy to be friendly with ordinary people like him. anyone who has the title of a martial artist, will be arrogant to ordinary people in general. Because they will always feel their degrees are different. A life where whoever is strong will rule, makes everyone proud of themselves. so it was only natural that Bing Ma felt strange about Chyou chen's attitude.

He was a bitch to train, being almost as stubborn as me, but once we had an understanding we became an inseparable duo. “Cute--- dog?” Buck muttered, suspiciously eyeing me and the dog, as if he suspected it to be radioactive or some kind of alien. “This is Max,” I introduced him cheerfully, scratching him behind his ear, while he let his tongue hang out and started wagging his tail, making a banging noise every time he hit the already bent metal of the bike. “He’s a Tibetan Mastiff, but I trim his fur, so he doesn’t overheat.” The big bicker didn’t reply but instead stepped forward. And to my surprise, he actually reached out his hand to pet him! Most people ran away screaming when they met

The mage unleashed a barrage of magical projectiles, but Magnus deflected them effortlessly with a flick of his hand. Daemon, meanwhile, circled Argon with an almost unnatural grace, his silver eyes locked onto his every move. "You've trespassed into dangerous territory, Argon," he warned. "We need to know what brought you here." As Magnus and Daemon closed in on Argon, a whirlwind of action and magic erupted within the Prince's chambers. Argon, fueled by desperation and determination, fought with everything he had to fend off the relentless assault from the formidable duo of the Crimson Pack.

In preparing for the summer gathering we were putting together a spectacular show of our newly attained powers that was certain to please Grandfather. Maggie Toma, a feisty werecat my age, was working with me on a fire display. She had beautiful red wavy hair that fell to her shoulders surrounding a cherub's face. Pouty lips and big round dark eyes, she looked similar to her feline form. Maggie was a lioness when she shifted and in her human form, she was grace personified. The look of innocence was a facade that she exploited. She was a powerful werecat with numerous powers.

“When a werewolf is born from two pure bred human bloodlines, these people will be known as the Moon Goddess’ own children and possess powers unheard of by any other werewolf” Maggie POV *Alarm Rings* 06:00am I slap the snooze button on my alarm. I only need 10 more minutes and I will be able to muster the energy to get through the day. “MAGS!! Time to get up you’re going to be late to school” A voice came through the closed door. I knew I wasn’t going to win against my mom.

I state smugly. “You were always an arrogant bastard just like Death. You are like him in so many ways.” Mags states, coming closer. She puts the blade to my neck. “Too bad you won’t see your daughter grow up.” “That’s where you’re wrong, Mags. I’ll see her grow up right after I go help Ari kill Sage.” Mags’s face drops. “Yeah, I know she works for you just like Liam and Ghost do as well. I’ve figured out your whole damn underground rebellion. Death is waiting for you. I don’t think you will enjoy the afterlife.” I counter as I pull my war scythe out as shadows grab Mags causing her to drop the dagger. “I hope Death makes your time in the afterlife as hellish as possible,” I say as I drive m