Magi Hakuei Novels & Stories

The walk to Maggi quarters is longer than expected, winding through corridors I’ve never been allowed down before. Eventually we stop in front of a huge mahogany door, draped in bones. Literal bones. King Sven doesn’t knock. He just pushes the door open, and the first thing I see makes me freeze. Maggi is sprawled face-up on the floor, arms splayed out like she’s been dropped from the ceiling. There’s a goblet tipped over near her hand, dark liquid staining the floorboards. Her silver hair forms a halo around her. No movement. No sound.

I demanded as her eyes became clouded with rage. "I don't have him, and he'll never be mine as long as you're alive!" Rory yelled, slamming me through the wall with every ounce of her magic. I collapsed to the ground, taking my breath away. I exclaimed as I noticed my own bone protruding from my left arm. My arm was broken after being knocked through a wall without my Lycan half. I would have died if I had only been human. A jolt of Magi magic filled my womb. The thing about magi magic is that it is unpredictable, and as I hit Rory with it, the power became unstable. As I tried to stand, my vision blurred. I wobbled, bracing myself against the wall, trying to keep it together for my child's

I can even hear the chattering of the magical creatures. I step into the entire hall. A combination of various herbs and ingredients, smoky incense, and strange chemicals fills the air. The scent of magic itself permeates everything, as if it has its own distinct smell. Someone approaches me and bows, "Welcome back, Mage Serra." I smile back at him, trying to remember his name. If I am not mistaken, it's Mage Elio. "It's been a long time," he adds. "Yes, it has," I reply with a smile of my own. "But please, call me Serra now."

Now his own mission would fall too and the consequences would be dire. The King of fairies had assigned him the mission to train Beatrice in the ways of magic after she had been successfully brought here from the twenty first century and now he had failed to do so. The fairy king had stressed the importance of the mission to him and Nomar had pledged to make sure it was fulfilled. Now he had failed and he would have to face the consequences.

me if he found out I was messing with dark matter,not a day goes by he doesn't speak about the dangers of dark magic and the consequences, saying there was no bright side but he was wrong and I know it,sometimes I wished I could show him maybe he would let me attend class and training sessions but sadly she couldn't fear of what the outcome will be. Grandpa had taken care of me all my life. I never knew my biological parents and had little to no knowledge about my childhood. All my memories were made in Boki's temple built on a small island, where young wolves learned how to harness and control positive energy. I had hardly been outside the temple so when I found the book it was too tempting

For me, that dream was vivid enough to be true. The audience gallery was more or less packed. I could see the shimmering wards spanning the whole gallery to protect everyone from a mage’s power. A voice crackled through the mic. Moran’s voice. My gaze shifted to where he stood behind a long table, presided over by several, no doubt imminent people. Among them were that man whose name I didn’t want to take, my mother, Elias and another woman and man. Judging by the man’s black hair and icy blue eyes and the woman’s sharp features, they were probably the former king and queen. My gaze shifted to my mom and Elias. Neither of them spared any glance at me. Another table was there, a little far f

Mia asked again, confused. I didn’t know how to tell her that next part; I thought she wouldn't believe me and might even call me crazy. So, I took a breath in, glanced her side and just blurted out: “he said that gypsy usually use dark magic on things for compelling and sorcery” “HA, WHAT?” she shouted back in shock. She looked at me with a horrified and pale face. She thought for a while and asked again with a hint of a mocking smile on her face: “what does it do?”

“Good luck!” Sleepy, Smile, and Hisoka were beyond speechless as their minds had stopped functioning. The leg and the knee that were grabbed by Hisoka and Smile were starting to change into a pile of cards. The massive that gripped that knee fell on the ground tragically. When the hand uncurled its fingers, nothing but cards within the grip. “Card tricks!” Hisoka gritted his teeth. Magic attribute. His skill was considered the highest, just below Shadow. A magician was considered the highest level attribute. The power he wielded included all aspects in every area. Defense, power, offense, imitation. His power was the highest attribute sought by the power hunger, often, he used that to his ad

Hikari understands it and he goes to the magicians. the magicians cast attacks on him, It's hard for him to dodge it but he just does as best as he can. Akaru told Hikari to keep doing that and he will shot them from afar. But when Hikari was going to hit the magician, suddenly his friend casts magic that blocked his movements. The magician tries to take that chance to defeat Hikari. But Akaru shot that magician with his weapon twice. it's canceled his movement and Hikari stabs the magician with his sword. now there was only one magician left, So it won't be a big problem for them. Hikari just directly attacks the magician supported by Akaru. After a lot of the players have performed, now it

For a moment, as I watch him tame the gigantic werewolf, all seems right with the world. I then regain the ability to think. "I asked you a question." The beautiful man meets my eyes, smiling charmingly. "I've already told you, my name is Samael, and I'm a teacher." Sighing, I roll my eyes. "Yeah, but what species are you? I've never seen any dragon-shifter use magic like yours." "Oh, is that, right?" Samael smirks. "I take it you've met plenty of dragon-shifters then?"