Mage's Blood Novels & Stories

"So that's the case… However, you should refrain from using the magic skill sparingly in the future. After all, forcibly using your blood and Qi to activate it will only cause hidden dangers to your body. It might not be obvious now, but just like a crack on an embankment, as your realm improves and your spiritual Qi becomes more abundant, the crack will become bigger due to and even burst due to the force it had to support. In the end, the dam might even burst, and you'll need to pay a hefty price to fix it." Maya appeared serious as she was unaware of how astonishing Caspian's body was. Nonetheless, as Maya said that out of concern for him, Caspian only nodded and thanked her. Later, Maya

To him, the subject was so superfluous. "Are you sure she is not the warrior and the messenger that was sent to your father when he sacrificed his first wife to the gods?" Ugo murmured. Ikenga turned and gave her an unexpected stare. "Yes, since no one has seen the messenger, and the warrior the gods sent to your father, I'm suspecting that girl with this recent development," Ugo said. "Hahaha! Mother, did you just hear yourself? A girl, a warrior, and a messenger? Please you need to treat malaria. I'm done with this discussion." Ikenga used the door immediately.

My eyes widened as she coughed out blood, her breathing unstable. “Ma'am. Are you okay?” Maggie asked, and then Elda lifted her gaze, her eyes landing on me. “You're……Red Blood Moon…..You carry his scent” She recognized me. “Elda….” I spoke. “I'm Elda Verran,” she said and Maggie held her, her head in her laps. She coughed, blood dripping from the corners of her mouth. “Don't talk. We will get you treated” Maggie said. She shook her head, coughing blood once again. “No,” she was denying treatment. “Just listen,” she said.

My babaanne states firmly, and I know she means the threat she has openly declared, and it infuriates me more than I’d like to admit. I take one step closer towards her, looking down at her through narrowing eyes. “If you so much as cause her any harm, you will have me to answer to. She is mine to punish, not yours.” After all, it is my parents' and my abis' blood that her family has spilled. “You have let your good heart and conscience cloud your decision, Quenten. This is a blood feud we are in, and it requires you to spill blood!” “Did I hear right?” My Emre Amca asks as he barges into the study with Ozan hot on his heels.

"But the details are still unclear. He mentioned that Mia - the individual most attuned to the Blood Moon prophecy - fought off the creature. It attempted to escape with the person being healed, but Mia pursued and retrieved her. However, Mia remains unconscious since then." A chill ran down my spine at Fenrir's words, the realization sinking in that such a person had been involved in a battle against forces far beyond our comprehension. The blood moon was rapidly approaching and my faith hung mostly on this prophecy. "But how?" I blurted out, unable to contain the torrent of questions swirling through my mind. "How could she possibly fight off such a creature?"

"He will be too late. Tomorrow night, the blood moon swells to its absolute peak. The magic will be at its strongest. Right here in this glade, I will carve the Beast right out of your soul, little wolf. Aria will become my scythe, bound eternally to my will. And your precious pack will be her very first meal." ​She flicks a pale, thorn-tipped finger. ​The vines violently yank me backward. I am dragged across the moss and hurled into a cage suspended over a gaping, bottomless chasm at the edge of the glade. The bars are crafted from hardened roots and cursed silver that burns my skin the second I brush against it. ​The heavy door slams shut, locking with a definitive, magical click. ​I scram

The problem, aside from the stinging every time I moved, was the fact that it made me even hotter than I already was. “It’s eight o’clock you halfwit,” Margaret roared when I had the audacity to lean against a cool wall for a moment to both rest my feet and cool down. “You’re in charge of serving the Vampires, so take this tray and do your job. If I hear one complaint, then I'll give you something to complain about.” She pulled out a vial of powdered silver and set it down on top of her desk. I couldn’t stop the shudder that ran through me as I looked at it, making her unpleasant face beam.

He might not be as big of a dick as he used to be, but a leopard’s spots don’t change. “Blood mage?” Kane asked, suddenly on edge. “They’re dangerous.” “Not really,” Elara sighed. “Using blood can be innocuous magick. I’ve used it many times. Now can it be dangerous if used for nefarious purposes, yes. Of course. But blood mages simply got a bad rap a very long time go.” “Yes, Ma’am,” Kane replied, but he still looked skeptical. Rightfully so. I wasn’t sure how on board I was with Elara’s explanation either.

I know now that I was the cause of his death. ***************************************** I learnt five new things over the course of the next few days, some of them pleasant, others not so. My legion magic was insane, the battle was over before it began. We had to take out the king of Erisea, he was a magician, a powerful Dark one according to my people because they could sense remnants of the protective spells, he used for his army when fighting. Although we defeat the bulk of the army, the ones remaining are going to be the hardest to kill since they are going to be in close proximity with their king who was protecting his people.

" Wow, it is... beautiful," Micage smiled then nodded, his little chubby fingers running along the drawing, it was a castle, small but beautiful, the background shades of black while at a corner a red moon stood there, little stars surrounded it, Micage had drawn it in a way that he had the stars sparkled. He inspected his drawing, thinking of what he could add to it. While the boys grew silent, their eyes simply fixed on the drawing, a servant entered. Her echoing steps gripped the boy's attention. She was young, almost sixteen, a new servant that had been assigned to them a few months back. She entered, holding a tray of their meal. After placing the meal down, she motioned them to come ov