Mages In Oblivion Novels & Stories

It even felt like she never got shot in the first place. All this time, Mariana was with a mage, and she wasn't even aware. She knew Ignis was strong, too since healing spells are hard to pull off based on what she'd read from her books. He must be a water mage, too — she knew no such earth or wind healing spell existed, but a water spell that could heal wounds; she hadn't heard of that. Mariana knew only that water mages could heal only poison and sickness. This only meant that Ignis was a genius, since not just anyone could create an original spell. This rocked Mariana to the core.

I muttered, my brow furrowing before it suddenly lifted as I sat up straighter. Could this be it? One who wields power… like a mage? Isn’t that right? My wolf answered with a low, approving howl as I continued reading. According to the story, mages were creatures who wielded elemental powers. Healing, fire manipulation, weather control, illusion casting, telepathy, even enhanced senses. And they were almost immortal, capable of surviving up to three generations of a werewolf. In the beginning, werewolves and mages lived separately. Different worlds. Different traditions ruling them. Until an Alpha King proposed an alliance. Joining forces to eliminate other creatures and become the superior

And Gareth, a powerful earth mage, shielded them from magical attacks, his earth magic creating impenetrable walls of stone. They reached the chamber housing the Obsidian Heart, but it wasn’t the anticipated silent chamber they had prepared for. Instead, they were met with a fiercely resistant group of elite sorcerers, their eyes burning with a dark, malevolent energy. These weren’t just ordinary sorcerers; these were the Obsidian Circle’s most powerful members. They were the Circle’s last line of defense, the guardians of the heart itself. The ensuing battle was a brutal clash of magic and might, a test of skill and sheer willpower. Arcane energy clashed, spells crackled in the air, and the

Persuade her to submit to him before the moon. His close friend Magus took a seat next to him. Magus was a rare addition to their pack. A creature half mage-half wolf he was immensely rare. There was purportedly only one other such creature in existence. And he was allegedly the Commander of King Detry’s Mages Guild. “What are you so pensive about?” Magus queried. “Same thing you are, I’ve no doubt.” “I’m far less pensive than I should be.” Magus was trying to hide a self-satisfied smirk and failing.

Elder Snowden asked. “Whether it’s true or not, we must remain vigilant.” “That’s right. The potion of oblivion only has a temporary effect. One small trigger, and our Luna could start remembering her past.” “That would be far too dangerous. We should expel them from here immediately.” “Agreed. We cannot risk Luna regaining her memories. The mate bond is extremely strong, who knows what decisions she might make under his influence, ones that could endanger the entire pack.” “Ivyshade needs a Luna like she is now, strong, rational, and unburdened by personal attachments.”

"My mom! I can't leave her there." Abernathy closed his eyes. "You know all you need to know of Mizu. It was created to protect magical creatures from Sharra. Once you've dethroned her and her magic is no longer viable, Mizu will cease to matter, and those within will be returned to this realm. Simple as that." I gasped. "You promised me." His words sounded like excuses, like what a lazy dragon might say. He growled. It was soft but menacing. I crossed a line, but I didn't care.

Lady Julia reported when she reached where I was. "That's bad." I said and Lady Julia agreed. We only have 15 mages, including us. Only 12 are assigned for the barrier while Xander, me, and Sussie are doing offensive attacks to save power. Since the mages mana aren't as strong as before mages are usually used as support but this time mages are the one leading the offense plus there's only 15 of us. We can't even rotate our numbers.

Stopped in this space, it's a bit embarrassing to say it, but I could only open the gate when I was surrounded by a white patch of clouds. I used to walk in the door created by Irina. It must be said to be wonderful. There are trees, the ground, the sun (provides a real hot feeling), the gentle moonlight, squirrels and butterflies, the smell of grass and land. I was taught the ability of mages, creating a strong protective shield for a long time. All mages have superhuman cultivation, fire, and control abilities in time (I've been told that this possibility is quite rare).

I, Morrigan of Hymir, the current queen of the blessed lands of Hymir, hereby abstain from my position as the monarch and mother of the nation. For I have sinned a thousand unforgivable sins. My hands are tainted with the blood of innocents and thus haunt me from night and day.

"What even is that?" Darian must have seen the utter confusion on my face. "Mages are beings with magical abilities, Raven. They aren't like us. Most use spells or ancient incantations, but the truly powerful ones only need to will their desires into reality. Their eyes flash violet when their power is active." I blinked, trying to process the information. "And you know this how? I thought mages were just stories humans told." "We are Kings," Valen said simply, walking back toward the fire. "There are archives in our libraries that date back to the dawn of the wolf. There are things we must know to protect our borders."