Magi Jafar Novels & Stories

My father was holding my hand and showing me around to all his friends, introducing me as the future Mafian leader of his empire. "Bella...." Someone called me out of my trance. "Are you okay?" Diego asked. I nodded and we walked pass the crowd, straight to the high table. There was this woman I knew, very vibrant and fierce those years. She sat down like a queen that she was on the high table and chatted with her friends. I knew that woman...my father said she is one of the most respected and feared Mafian leaders in the world. She's also the first woman to own an empire and be a Mafian leader.

Jafar stretches his legs on the chair and waits for me to complete, he is just like the unbearable old woman, they are just two grafts. - She's going to stay with us Jafar. - I already knew it. - Already knew? How did you know? Since when? Do you by any chance have a crystal ball, became a fortune teller, Jafar Abdul? He made the first move with the pawn and did not deign to face me. -You do not have to be a psychic to see the obvious.

The way sultana's eyes where soft talking about this Nuwaira I kinda wish I knew her but then I had to ask "Is the Magajiya some sort of a title, I thought is just a traditional name". "Traditional, yes but it also means that Magajiya is the most powerful person in the whole palace after the King, which means that whatever she said or do no one dares question her authority, except for the king". "Wow" I exclaimed "That's why Umma Magajiya does everything she wants and people follow even if they don't want". "Yeah, that's right, anyways rumors has it that after about 4years Umma Magajiya give birth to two children, her first daughter Aunty maryam and the second Aunty Fadila, which are two yea

she trailed off staring at nothing. "Mage...isn't mage similar to a wizard?" Xavier asked hesitantly. "No!" Jade replied defiantly. "A mage is a wizard, yes, but he is a wizard who has chosen the dark path, a mage is a wizard who practices dark magic. A normal wizard wouldn't dare to do so, its forbidden", Jade's irises had red rings around them. She was upset and angry. Xaver just nodded. He understood where she was coming from. He knew the feeling. When a werewolf went rogue, he felt the same anger and remorse. No king or queen wanted their people to choose the wrong path.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

“I’ll take my leave first. If there’s anything you need, feel free to call for me.” Wystan did not stay long and left the main hall. Mia and Mago began to talk about their experiences. Afterward, Mia pulled Mago over to James and introduced them to each other. “Mago, this is James. He’s the new master of Mount Nothingness. He’s the one that gave the order to save you.” Mago had a disheveled appearance but still emitted a noble aura. He looked at James and said lightly, “With my strength, I would’ve gotten out of that place soon.”

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.

Still me. Ha-ha! His little magic didn’t work this time. I mentally thanked my wolf and the Moon goddess for saving me through the power of the moon wolf. Jafar circled me cautiously, his eyes gleaming with a newfound suspicion. This wasn't the confident, arrogant vampire I'd faced moments ago. This Jafar was wary, unsure. But don’t get me wrong, he was still very deadly, and he looked the part too. "Looks like your little monster-making trick didn't work this time," I rasped, my voice hoarse.

Ayesha, Yahya and Farhan were about to agree- “No, we deshide righth hair righth noww,” Jafar declared as he was wheelchaired into the garden by a nurse.

I was making sure that no matter where Jester goes, he is accessible to me. This isn't because I am obsessed with him. I mean, yeah, I am, but the main reason why I am going so far is because I have to be ready. Madam Josefa is convinced that Jester is in danger, and for some reason, she thinks that my presence in his life will help save him. I am not the strongest Mage out there (I only got Rank A because I know a lot of tricky spells, but I'm not strong). I am not some hidden martial artist either (I have never even thrown a punch in my entire life). All I have is my money and my influence and my Gift. And I plan to make full use of them.