Mage Hand Novels & Stories

Our eyes locked, intense, hot, and lusty. “This time I won’t give you pleasure, darling. You’ll only get pain. I’ll fuck you out of anger. It’s called anger bang.” I shivered. “Are you ready?” He asked. I nodded. “Strip off your clothes!” He growled. ********

to brethe through the anger and pulled away from him but as I escaped his grasp Duke grabbed my other wrist taking advantage of me being distracted and focused on Flint. He had stood up from the table at some point and was behind me. "Let go." I growled trying to pull away again. "My friend asked you a question you filthy rouge." Duke snarled looking down at me. I felt my anger build and my vision began to turn red. "You both know I work here, stop trying to show off for your new friends and let the fuck go of me." The words seemed to hiss from my lips. "Your boy isn't here to save you this time you disrespectful little bitch." Duke stepped closer and suddenly a surge of energy seem to come

They were in total of twenty one, ready to face the alligator beasts. Some raised their hands and balls of fire came rushing out and scorching the beasts that fell victim. While some where creating earth balls. They were Seven Mages focusing on a beast, closing each beast in the earth balls. The earth balls were so strong that it crushed the beast's bones in one go. "We just have to calm our minds,... I just have to calm my mind!" Kurtis said as he tried to activate his lightning ability magic. "No, not this time!" Another mage named Belkin said. "You're the only one with an excess amount of Mana here. You must activate it fast!"

Finally, the lithe lady ran out of stones, or the entirety of the archers would have met her deadly aim. Further down the line, the curvy red-headed Guardian, Maeghan, spotted a tall Guardian engaging four swordsmen who had lowered their shields. The tall Guardian held a magical unbreakable hanbo staff, and he was warding off the four opponents advances with great skill. The constant strikes, however, were making it difficult for him to make any offensive move. Before long, the enemy would have the upper hand. "Time to even the odds," Maeghan muttered. From her grey cloak, she pulled a circular ring with a razor sharp edge around it except for a small handle just the size of her palm.

The wolves whimper, and one tries to attack me, but I lift my head, focusing on my power. "NO-YOU-DON'T!" I kick forward, making flames explode from my feet. I'm panting like an animal, but hey, I'm winning! The wolf gets blasted off to hell, where it belongs, and satisfaction travel through my veins. I turn around. "BLAKE! ARE YOU OKAY?!" More wolves are running to attack Blake, but suddenly, they are cut off by Hayden. His eyes glow in purple, and he speaks in his voodoo voice, the one able to control minds.

Her hand clenched her bow tightly, her body all tensed as the dream she had earlier lurks within her mind. Morrigan arrived at the training grounds earlier than off Colfre. She then started to pull the string of her bow and aimed towards the targets. Letting the string go and the bow let out a silent whistle come along with the vibrations it made. She aimed again, pointing her fingers towards the target, imagining her arrow going straight to her target's heart.

If her man was useless, what right did she have for her to shout here? So, she immediately said to the man, “Darling, quickly show your strongest move and kill this wretch. He dares to be arrogant in front of you. You’re the God of Canyonland, the reincarnated deity of the tribe. They are just ants who aren’t worthy to lift your shoes!” Maggie’s words immediately filled the man with confidence. He smiled and said toward Alex, “Alright! Since you want to check out my stronger moves, I shall grant your wish!”

“You’re stronger than him.” Her lips parted, but she stiffened as if she was fighting him. She kicked him in the stomach. “Stop playing games,” Mangus said. “You can’t do a thing for her, Kael. She is mine.” His voice sounded like a boss, the kind that could move mountains. The rune on her wrist flicked, caught between the two. Mangus' face fell. “I’m not doing this!” Kael dodged the attack to see what he could about Amara. If he could cut through the bond, if he could grab the real Amaara, then he just might have a shot.

"Is someone monitoring me? That human, most certainly." Rage grabbed the mana thread and tore it with his claws in an instant. "You've really brought yourself to me." He laughed.

And their collective screams of horror tingling in the ears in a pleasurable way. I’m rather met with disappointment, however. It’s just dear old Magen looking at the Madman like she’s never seen a ghost in all her seventy-something years of life. She’s slowly backing away from him, her wrinkled and frail hands clutching the edges of her apron. Hunter cracks his neck before his eye begins to gleam with the predatory instinct of a being who has toyed with death way too much.