Mage: The Ascension Book Novels & Stories

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Alpha Jones said bluntly. "Actually, it isn't sickness. But you will be very weak, to eat might be hard" the Mage added to the mystery. "Weak? What will you do to me?" she groaned "This isn't about what we will do to you. It is what will happen to you after the consummation" the Mage walked right into her front. "Prina will start her own ascension within you. She will become a Luna, stronger, faster and more intelligent" he smiled awkwardly.

, she started and looked up as Rinzen flailed. “Wait”, Rinzen raised his hand, “High King?” he asked confused. “Ah”, Marcia nodded, “There are three types of Ascendant Magicks. One a Supreme Being”, she started, “They’re connected through the void of different worlds, creatures that have existed in the world but at different time periods. Creatures of old, almost forgotten”, she explained, “Dragons, Griffins, Unicorns, Hydra, Pegasus, and Phoenix”, she explained, “The second type are Light, Aether and Darkness and connect us with realms outside of Earth’s Time. Also known as Heaven and Hell –”

‘Making this happen,” Marcia replied, ‘Don’t forget what Azulthael said, if you die, we will most likely join you in death. ‘I don’t plan on dying.’ ‘Neither do we, but like we always tell you over and over, we are always in this type of shit together,’ Lacey added in, the other women nodding in agreement. “I sense a strange magic, I can sense a bond, stronger than mates, but not a created mental link, it smells older, but you are so young, and I thought when your father performed the feat of magic to save me and bind me here was the last time I ever would ever witness incredible magics, such is the life of a Magnus it seems,” Alahn said, stepping forward to stand between the four women and

"By uniting our kind. By reminding the world of the strength running through our veins. And by reclaiming what is ours — by fire, by blood, and by magic.” --- With Selene absent, I focused my attention on the big grimoire laid across the pedestal in the middle of the room. It was an ancient book, passed down from generation to generation of witches, containing spells and rituals that had long been forgotten. I reached in its pages, freezing on a ritual that made my spine tingle. “The Rite of Ascendancy,” I whispered, fingers tracing the words. It was a magic of unparalleled potency, the kind of spell that would extend my might to heights unheard of in creation. But it demanded tremendous pre

The hall shimmered, walls cracking, floors trembling under the force of her magic. Rylan pressed against her, lips finding hers again in a desperate, consuming kiss that mixed heat and magic, grounding them both. Their bond coiled, pulsing, white-gold light wrapping around their bodies like a living shield. Kade stumbled backward, envy and shock twisting his face. “This… this is impossible!” he growled. “No one wields the Ascendant’s power like this without cost!”

“How did you bring it back to life?” Ashton turned towards me, slow and hesitant. “I think I told you, Aurora…Maggie and I, we stole one of Harmona’s books.” “Ashton, I’m not talking about the book or spells.” “Then…what is it?” I stepped closer to him, eyes narrowing as I searched his face. “I may be a novice when it comes to magic, sure—but I’m not stupid, Ashton. You brought it back. It was dead. Cold, lifeless. And now it’s… it’s breathing. You revived it.” My voice cracked with disbelief as I repeated the word, needing it to make sense in my own ears. “That’s not something even most elder witches can do. So don’t try to brush this off like it’s nothing. Tell me how you really did that,

“Tomorrow is a full moon AND all fifty of us are here. An Olympian God will be here and two other species - a witch and a weretiger who all approve of your ascension.” “It’s a big deal, Kas.” Sun gushes. “It’s not like we get a new Luna every day. The last time Katherine ascended, it was like… three hundred years ago.” A flash of a memory comes to my mind. I’m standing with my hands and feet tied with heavy silver lined rope. A thick burlap sack over my head obscures my vision. Someone roughly shoves another rope over my head, securing it around my neck. I can hear people yelling. They scream words like ‘witches’ and ‘devils’. Rocks and pieces of wood are being thrown, tearing my dress. The

Asher nodded tightly, crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm so sorry, Asher. Maybe I didn't heal you right? This is all my fault." Kiema was still backing away. She was almost to the far side of my head at this point. "It's no one's fault, honey. We'll get it figured out." "Her magic has ascended. Only those who have magic with the same frequency will be able to touch her," Ten said in my mind. "Fuck." I shared the message. "How the fuck do you know that, Saint?" Asher asked, his hands clenched into fists as he got right up into my face.

The three magic Knights Leaders went out of the portal and stood on the three chairs placed on the sides of the King’s chair. “And let’s welcome our Kingdom’s Magic Leader, King Magnus!” everyone rose from their seats to welcome the King. King Magnus is a fire mage, my father met with him once and I remembered that his aura is as tremendous as my father. He talked to me before and he was really kind but he’s aura is just so powerful that even though he showed kindness towards me, I still kept a distance.