Mages Novels & Stories

"But please, call me Serra now." He nods before ushering me to the other mages who hold the fort while I am gone. Mage Thorne, Mage Isadora, and Mage Marcus. "It's an honor to finally meet you in person," Mage Isadora says. She is a new face. "I am excited to start working with the legendary mage." "The pleasure is mine," I reply, ignoring how she called me a 'legendary mage'. Mage Thorne is quiet though, only watching me intently. I remember him as one of the mages who arrived at the palace at the same time as I did.

I ignored her. "Dra...gon?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Dragon?" I gasped in realization. Of all the people I know back in the Magical world, Sage is the only one that could control a dragon. He had gone deep into the forbidden black magic to be entrusted with the power to control dragons. I looked up and saw another maid run in. The lady kept looking backwards as she run in. I watched her bump into a couch. "Careful." I half yelled but it was too late. She had fallen down but her fall didn't stop her. She shifted backwards continuously as she stared at the door.

Which, unfortunately, is sporadic for me. Because I can’t focus. Or because I’m the worst mage in mage history. “Hey, Magus, I called softly ahead of me.” “Yes?” He turned around. I knew because I could barely see the silhouette of his head and shoulders. And I heard the rustling of branches and the crunch of twigs. “If you know how Beasts came to be. How did mages emerge?” “It’s said that the great Fey King bred them himself.” Magus said simply. “That’s how it’s written in the histories.”

Types of Mage: Builders: Can build anything from available materials in the near vicinity. Elementals: Have mastery over at least one of the five main elements. i.e. Earth, Air, Fire, Water or Spirit. Jumpers: Can jump (Teleport) both people and objects within a single realm. Enchanters: Cannot work on their own and must work in tandem with another mage. Can enchant objects with a specific purpose relating to the other mages ability. Leapers: Can leap (travel) between realms.

Kema's team was already there. The scene was one of ruthless coordination. A female mage with a scar across her right eye stood at the forefront, her hands glowing green as thick vines snaked up from the earth to entangle a snarling werewolf—from its yellow eyes and bloodstained fur, it was likely the same werewolf that had fled at the sound of Kema's voice. The beast thrashed wildly, its claws swiping at the air, but the vines held firm. The mage's face was taut with concentration, sweat dripping from her brow as her glowing hands trembled. Another mage moved swiftly, his fists encased in icy blades. With controlled movements, he struck at the rogue, forcing it to stagger back and weakening

He picked up his half-filled glass and took a sip from it, all the while watching me carefully. “Spells?” I raised an eyebrow. “As in witches?” “Mages,” he corrected. “Witch is a human invented term. They call themselves mages. They are unique people who hold special and mysterious powers. They’re divided by covens just as humans are divided by religion. You’ll be meeting some of them tomorrow.” “How will I know if it’s a mage or not? Do they look like us?” I asked, intrigued. This might just be the most interesting news I had heard in eons. Witches were real! How cool was that?

my mother's voice is a whisper away from sounding hysterical. Blazes grasp tightens around my body, “It seems that the Moon Goddess has chosen her side and is a firm believer in fate.” With a low growl, he advances toward my mother, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly intensity. I shudder as a chill runs down my spine, feeling as though I am caught in the midst of a supernatural battle beyond my comprehension.

Looking through the glass, a bright smile came upon his face and he pushed the door and entered. He quietly made his way along the sidelines and took a seat in the gallery. He looked out of the field to see a pink-haired girl in a tight bodysuit waving around two 3ft tall rapiers. It was Megan practicing her sword skills with no magic. This was what separated combat mages from practitioners of other magic paths.

The door banged open to reveal a desperately worried Alastair, he rushed to Alexis who clutched her face in shock. “What the matter? What’s going on?!” He shouted at her, Roger informed him. “Miss Mage seems to have lost her sight in the battle. Her healing is going nothing to help”, he gravely spoke. Alastair’s eyes widened. “Is that true Alexis? Can you not see?” He asked, relief flooded his body. ‘Thank god it’s something I can fix’.

Zarina asked in a worried voice. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I said, “Didn’t you just say that we could you know ‘teleport’” “You can only teleport to the portal. After that, you will have to rely on your legs to take to the stone. Magic doesn’t work in the Mystic Land, dragons and werewolves will lose their power too.” “What the Bloody Hell! Why didn’t you tell us earlier? I am not taking my baby girl on this suicide mission! Tyson must be crazy to think that I will.” I said walking towards Tyson.