Mages Novels & Stories

She probably doesn't want me to speak, but at least I can show that I'm paying attention. "At Magic Academy, there are four houses, each one representing an element and its values. The mirror exists to sort you into one of those houses, and usually, it picks the houses where you will grow as a person." Not in the water house then. My grandmother continues speaking. "The water house values beauty and change. The students placed in that house often see the grace in nature and are resilient to change, usually able to tackle every challenge life gives them." I glance at Daisy. She plants her arms under her chest. I notice every student standing in her group is wearing white and blue. It's probab

They are used to make beast weapons and emitt the chatacteristics of the beast depending on the level of the beast. *Witches The enemy of the mages. They are simply evil mages who wants to take over the world and release havok. *Warlock They are the warriors of the witches. They fight and cause havok in the land and also forcefully turning other mages to the possessed ones. *Possessed Mages that have been forcefully recruited to work for the witches. *Mages Society An association of mages who helps to f

Well, let them be, nothing will change even if they prepare for our matches. Since we won the first match, we'll be having a second match with another team who won as well. I knew we could do it, and our efforts proved it as well. "Well done girls! I knew we would win, you all did good! I'm so proud, Mages!" Captain Sarah congratulated us. The team's name is Sage Archers and they are called Mages since Sage sounds like magic and mages are people who possess magic. I think it suits the team well since we ought to bring magic to our games, showing the audience that anything is possible if we do it t

“Have you seen that kind of magic before, Margot?” “Oh, yes,” she said. “It’s not nearly as powerful as the sort of magic that protects this place, but it is powerful.” “Do you have allies that are mages, Margot? Someone we can use to help us combat it? The descendants of the mages that helped to hide this place?” If it was true that Maura and her mage friends were going to come in and fight on the side of the Council, and that seemed to be the case, based on what had just happened, Everly and her alliance were going to need some way of countering it.

There are four common magics: Fire, Air, Water, and Earth. Two special magics: Ice and Lightning. And two rare magics: Light Attribute and Dark Attribute. Humans can either inherit their magics from their parents or the magics will choose their owners. Humans started activating their magic at the age of 12. Humans who did not receive a gift were called ordinary humans. And humans who have magic are called mages." "Mages, huh. Interesting." Frost nodded in amazement while holding her chin. She then proceeded to read the other book.

Her eyes travel further afield, to the heart of the forest, where a nimbus of brilliant silver blooms in the shadows. She smiles as the cold wind tugs on her hair, and she sends a tune out along the breeze, towards the silvery light. The oldest song she can remember. A lullaby. Soon, she’ll be free. She’ll destroy it. Music made magic, the chain unbroken for a thousand years. All the players are assembled. The hour is late. The first move is hers. Let the game begin. Author’s Note Hi! I’m Saskia Snow, the author of Fable. The saga continues with Book Two, Lullaby.

I scanned the place. I am sure. This is the place where I dropped off Magda last time. I can't be wrong. I spoke in the back of my mind. I wonder why Bel is the one who was here. Just in case Bel and Magda are the same people—No! No! It's impossible. I protested. If you take a look, Bel has a sun-kissed skin tone while Magda is fair. Bel has shoulder-length hair while Magda is long. The woman who's with me now is tall, while Magda just has an average height.

I sneer, dragging her back to Anastasia and march right back into the fracas of magic. Magical lights of blue, green, purple, yellow, red, gold splash across the sky. It's actually really pretty. It's funny because the black magic coming from the Abyss isn't even half as powerful as ours is. They don't actually know how to use offensive magic. All they are able to do is put up weak shields that crumble moments later. I'd laugh... but now's not the time.

The fae are in a glass walled studio we pass on the upper level and I stop walking entirely for a full three seconds because I cannot help it. They look like someone took the idea of beautiful and pushed it past the point where it stops being comfortable. They look so symmetrical and bright. Miss Odera tugs my sleeve gently and I remember how to walk. The mages are the most interesting to me. Their marks move. I notice it on a girl sitting on a bench outside what looks like a library, symbols running up her forearms in dark ink that shift and rearrange themselves while I watch.

he asked in quick succession. “Hold on, one thing at a time. You probably can’t move because your body lost so much blood, I had to bind you to keep you still so I could transfuse you with some of mine,” she said showing a thin magical stream of red blood flowing over to a place on himself Rex couldn’t see,” Two, I don’t know exactly where we are. Three, I have a feeling we may be somewhere unfamiliar to me inside of the spirit realm, which means magic is given to mages called ‘sho’cendi’ which is granted from a familiar you must find and bond with, that could explain your lack of use with magic, and about Fafnir being gone, I don’t know.” “How long until you’