Mage Hand Novels & Stories

Damien walked to where Maggie now stood in front of us as she held the cup in her left hand and the dagger was in her right hand. Maeve remained seated as she continued to look at me, but I didn't even spare her a glance. I couldn’t, at least not until Maggie was done with the spell. “This is going to hurt,” Maggie informed us before she began chanting a spell and pointed the dagger upward. After a few seconds, she then asked Damien to stretch forth his palm to her and he did without hesitation. “Malus Fini Bindum,” Maggie began chanting this continuously as she used the dagger to cut Damien's palm, making it begin to bleed.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

And while the Goddess continued to happily blabber and laugh, Evan took the opportunity to think of a way out. In his studies he learned that enchanted chains, restrain one’s abilities to perform magic, that’s why it is shackled to the person’s wrists and ankles because the hands and the feet are the four body points where magic is being release. However, the chains will only hinder the person in performing magic but it will not stop the flow of mana. If he will come in contact with Mayari, she could lend him some of her mana just like before and he could be able to melt the chains, after all, Mayari’s mana is more powerful than the spirits’, their chains wouldn’t be able to stand the heat.

He said as his tiny fist shook from intense hatred. The mage clicked his tongue in annoyance, "This kid had the guts, huh? Let's see where this guts of yours could take you." He said as he grabbed the boy's thin arms. "I said don't come near me!" The moment the boy shouted, a huge amount of mana exploded and surrounded his thin and frail body. He now stood while he glared with hatred at the five mages who were now a hundred steps away from him as they were caught in the explosion of mana. The mage who grabbed the boy's arm screamed as his hand had burnt with golden flames. He tried so hard to use his mana to dispel the flames but unfortunately, it was all for naught. Moreover, he discovered

A different Mia that I never knew before. Rage fired up in her eyes as she tried to step out of the star to go and face the witch who killed her granny. She wanted revenge and I did too but definitely not now, Mia was powerless and would be killed by that witch in a second. So, I held her arm and she turned her face to me. She was fuming inside, her whole body trembled visibly and she closed her eyes trying to calm down. She breathed in and out but still anger built up more inside her as the knocking on the door continued and the witch’s taunting yells sounded. Suddenly she pulled her hand out of my grasp and the second she opened her eyes I gasped for air in shock as her eyes gleamed in blu

The bolt had touched her fur and that area was singed but other than that Maggie was unarmed. “Impressive,” Phoenix breathed in awe. “I have created a masterpiece. Perfection!” “Reverse your curse!” Maggie called out to her. She used the air as a spring again and launched herself into the air beneath Phoenix’s feet. She planned to drag the goddess down and hold her captive with her paws but just as she aimed for the feet, Phoenix brought her left leg up and with a heavy sweep of it, she brought it crashing down on Maggie’s head. Pain like hot white fire cracked through Maggie’s skull and her wolf whimpered as she was thrown backwards. She barely had time to regain herself when Phoenix brough

The next few days were pure torture. Every moment I spent around her pulled my concentration in two. But by the end of it, I knew how to control my mage hand without it being so much strain on my mind and body. I could only manifest fully manifest it for about a minute. If it got more than thirty feet from me, it would vanish all together. And I could only get it to carry up to ten pounds. Sir FreeFord and Nyphiria kept assuring me that these things were completely normal, and most people were bound by the same restrictions. But apart of me felt like I should be able to achieve more.

BOOK ONE OF THE MAGES SERIES: MANAGING MAGES ******* Art credit courtesy of: eroticdarkfantasy.art on I*******m NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: This novel contains raw animal aggression, force by magic, sexual acts and other elements that some may find disturbing. Please read with caution ******* TEASER The next morning was archery practice. I hate archery. I'm no good at it. "Everybody line up!" Hawk roared. Pacing the grass in-front of the mansion.

Mage was like a cat and maybe even a snake. She missed every attack, never got hurt but ended up hurting the man. They were using large sticks with a sharp edge to fight. If it was slammed correctly, anyone could die. This was very dangerous. Immediately Mage attracted him while he blinked and that was only for one second. That was his mistake. The man did not see it coming. However, the attack came so fast and brutal that thee man flew so far away from them. Landing straight on the tree as he fell to his chest.

Jokil approached Froster and offered a cigar, he declined. “Your quarry, is she a Battle Mage? he asked, tactfully blowing away the cigar smoke away from Froster. “Correct, she is a Battle Mage. Voltiir as well.” “This must be part of that new initiative, you think so?” Mangani Apemen had forejaws and molar tusks.