Mage Ascension Books Novels & Stories

Emmy has spent her life believing she understands where she belongs: beneath the protection of King Xander, the wolf king who raised her as his own, and within a kingdom that has always been her home. But on the eve of her twentieth birthday, everything she knows begins to unravel. When a mysterious amethyst amulet awakens a power buried deep within her, Emmy discovers that her fate is tied to something far older—and far more dangerous—than the kingdom she loves. The ancient dragon king, Ignisvath, has returned from the shadows, and his connection to Emmy is not one that can be explained away as coincidence. As whispers of war spread through the kingdoms and the Dragon King’s presence grow

“If that is so, why are you bothering with entertaining a discussion with me? Their Light Fay Priestesses are not mine to control, and neither are the angels they are protecting. What I do or do not do has no relevance to you.” “The realm of the earth will be ours, regardless of what you do or do not do.” “And my daughter will make sure that you do not succeed.” End of Book 1 === Coming soon (ongoing): The Hunted Wolf (Eva’s book) Blue Thunder: Forging the Legend (book 2) Biting the Eternal Love (Veronica’s book) In plans (plot outlines in development): Gus’s book (no title yet) Blue Thunder: Raising the Legacy (book 3)

By noon, the porcelain cracked with a sharp snap when she moved it. Aria muttered, "What the hell…" She cleaned it up slowly, deliberately. Anything to keep her hands moving. To keep her from thinking about how it felt like the whole bookstore was… holding its breath. She wandered into the back aisles. The mythology section was a mess — again. Probably some college kid hunting for ancient conspiracies to turn into a thesis. Her fingers skimmed the titles. Worn, faded, some crumbling at the spine. One caught her eye. Legends of the End Times.

POV: Multiple (Convergence) Ronan's voice cut through the chaos: "Lady Macbeth is performing a ritual! Transformation center basement! She's got hostages!" Vincent Capulet responded: "We can't break through King Alexander's lines to reach her!" Marcus Montague: "Then we make a new path. Montague and Capulet forces, wedge formation! Drive straight through their center!" Prospero: "The ritual she's performing. I know what it is. It's the full ascension working. If she completes it, she'll be unstoppable." Morgana: "How long until completion?" Prospero: "Minutes. Maybe less."

Jane shrieked and looked at the guest who had just spoken. Her eyes were full of terror, as if she had heard something horrifying. Her body trembled, and she could not help asking him again. "Who did you say Milly is?!" "The Lycan King's daughter. She left to train five years ago and only came back a few days ago. This banquet is held in conjunction with her succession ceremony," the guest repeated himself before rolling his eyes at Jane. "By the Moon Goddess… You didn't even know who she was and you treated her like an orphan? This must be the joke of the century."

The moment we step in, I meet the cold gazes of brute men, drinking and shouting over loud cheers. The ceiling above us is high. The space is wide and empty, with cheap chairs and tables scattered around. It looks like a large, ancient cathedral, without an altar. Just tables and chairs. At the counter, my eyes meet Stefan, the giant. The very man who beat me to a pulp. “He the man?” Mark asks. “Yeah, he’s the one,” I reply, hatred brewing in my eyes. Then a voice comes from behind us, loud and hoarse, like that of a serpent.

I could feel it clearly—life draining out of my ravaged body. When she'd had her fill, she climbed off me, satisfied. Her well-manicured fingers picked up a piece of silver from the table, then dropped it onto my face with disgust. "Useless thing," she sneered. "Bones so brittle. Can't even take a little roughhousing." The door creaked open. Vince Benedict, the brothel's manager, waddled in with his massive gut leading the way. He pinched the silver coin between his thick fingers and blew on it. Then he gave my limp leg a hard kick with his black cloth boot.

The staircase should be a challenge to those who are ascending but to him, it was nothing, he walked as if he was at a park. The ancestors hidden above saw this and couldn’t help but be surprised. They thought of one possibility, and they all together blurted out the same word “ Bringer “. Once Earth arrived at the altar, he saw instructions carved into a stone that says, ‘ Poke your thumb finger with the knife on the altar and drop three blood on the table and write your name using your blood ’ Earth followed as instructed without any hesitation. After he wrote his name using his blood, the letters came alive and levitated above his head then it burned.

She said and Lucy just goes on listening. "Then", she asked her. Eloisa became emotional as she continued her story. " When mom brought in the asylum, Catalina was there. I don't know but I was shocked to know that she has a sister. I thought they're twins but it's not. Cassandra and Catalina are sisters but no one knows that Catalina exists." Eloisa's eyes started to moisten. I came

Alec places makers on the map where my horde and the Horde of Fates is located. "Our horde can assist by giving you extra warriors but our magic is not meant for combat so it will not be of much help during battle. The magic we possess is best suited for prophecies and making minor predictions. So to go up against a horde like Betsalel we will need to forge strong magical weapons," Alec speaks in a dooming voice. "Findin raw materials that can be infused with magic will be hard. Do you perhaps have a plan to attain such materials," Flavius asks.