Mage: The Ascension Book Novels & Stories

‘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.

"Define those." "Power source is massive magical energy. Enough to fuel the transformation. Vessel is the body that will undergo ascension. Catalyst is the spark that binds everything together and initiates the change." He shifted, wincing at the pain. "In most historical records, ascension rituals failed because they couldn't gather enough power. The magic required is astronomical." "But a baby with two souls," I said slowly. "One of them being Silverthorne royalty with accumulated centuries of power. That's a power source."

Aslan’s voice sounded, making me realize that Zarina was the one who had used magic to stop me. “This little girl has grown very bold. Lock her up in the room and make sure to add a shield so that she can’t use magic.” I was taken aback by Tyson’s cold voice. No, I was NOT going to let them keep me against my will anymore. Closing my eyes, I focused all my energy to teleport. ASLAN’S POV I was stunned to see Aurora vanish right in front of my eyes. “How the hell did she do that!? Even Zarina can’t perform magic against your will inside this palace. It is shielded by the world’s most powerful magic which works according to YOUR will!”

But why did she got betrayed? After a second of not knowing what to think, I can’t seem to get why Senior Janice. “22th of Month of Dormancy (February).HAHAAHAHA it was funny! How could the church and magic tower hide this fact though? I mean it would greatly benefit them. I have discovered that to increase into a much more higher realm than a highest-teir rank for mages is the Archmage. They were three options, first is to master and be one with the nature, you are nature and the nature is you type. I’m not very keen of this one but it was kinda helpful ascending me into an high-tier mage.

She’d left as quickly and quietly as she’d arrived. Pausing only briefly to ponder on the mysteries of Maggie, she settled herself back onto the sofa to further investigate the treasured book before her. She found connotations for invoking both good and evil spirits, as well as one to raise the dead. This surprised her. Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead?