Magi Serendine Novels & Stories

Silke laughed and danced in circles with pleasure. ‘If the crystal is black as soot, you yourself, instead of the crystal, will let the magic of the Síde escape. You become the crystal. And you are already doing so well! Every time you get furious, Maddie gets to carry more of the green magic because your black magic is going to take up more and more space.’ ‘Maddie cannot carry that energy alone! ‘ ‘Ah, how gallant you are. Think about your girl first. ‘ Although she was a head shorter than Raven, she came threateningly towards him, made a movement with her hand, and muttered a spell. Suddenly he felt how he had to kiss her, she manipulated him and he could not find the resistance.

Drom walked out from the throne platform and over to the table, "It would be nice of you to introduce yourself and tell us who you represent." "Oh, sorry, my apologies, I must have forgotten my manners. My name is Ladzgery Tyndale, and I come from a kingdom outside the walls, and I am here as a representative of my domain, I am a soul magician." "How dare you bring the accursed arts into our kingdom!" Rovier cried out, the others lashed back at Tyndale, some angry, most of them afraid.

Hera added before turning to leave and rejoin her mother. Sean watched her leave, smiling to himself as she walked away. --- The next morning, Hera and Margaret arrived back at their house. Home sweet home. "Did you miss this place, Mom?" Hera asked as she closed the door behind them. Margaret smiled contentedly as she took in their familiar surroundings. The house was nothing like Sean's luxurious penthouse, but it was home, and it was where they felt the most comfortable. "I missed everything, especially our evening TV series," Margaret said as she sat down beside Hera.

There were only three more people in here and none of them seemed to be paying attention to us. Aunt Maze released my hand and wiped the tear from my face. “You got this, my boy. Trust me, you do.” “How do you do it?” I asked her, sniffling. “How do I do what?” “How can you be so strong? How are you so wise and calm?” She smiled, some sadness dancing in her beautiful eyes. She broke eye contact with me and stared at her notebook, placing her lucky pen in it and suddenly closing it before looking up at me again.

“Wait here, reception has a package for me.” Serenity nodded as Noah left the apartment, locking the door behind him and she sighed. She’d never been one to sit still and she climbed to her feet, going to the bookshelf. Prying yet another tome off the shelf, she went back to the sofa and sat down, opening it. This book was slightly different than the others. It told of angels and their powers. Of their blood thirsty needs. Of their lust for violence. Every page was splattered with dark stains and Serenity told herself it couldn’t be blood…

Clara's Pov Seris emerged from the darkness like a secret given shape. Her silver eyes glowed with a knowledge that felt too old for any one soul to bear. She moved with the quiet confidence of someone who had seen empires rise and fall, and her presence both soothed and unnerved me. She stood at the edge of the circle of warriors and survivors Ryker and I had begun to gather. The people were wary—trusting me, yes, but untested by the new threats we now faced. They shifted uncomfortably under her gaze, as if her very existence challenged their understanding of the world we’d fought so hard to save. “We need to prepare,” I said, my voice carrying across the clearing. The ward I had woven stil

" Serena thought for a moment and then put a small silver charm in my hand. "To keep you safe. Magic from the past. It might help you get some time. Short amounts of time can mean the difference between life and death. We left with no moon in the sky. It was just Ronan, Calen, and two of our most trusted spies. No sounds of war. No signs. We could only hear the sound of boots on wet ground and feel the cold wind on our skin. The air got heavier as we got closer to the sharp outline of Damien's castle. The smell of death and blood stuck to the walls like a curse.

His eyes caught on a footnote at the bottom: See also: Fated Bonds for cases of supernatural attraction overriding species instinct. Nathan froze. The Special Section required faculty permission, but the wolf in him recognized opportunity. He waited until the librarian stepped away before slipping behind the circulation desk. The Special Section door opened with a creak that set his teeth on edge. Inside, the air smelled different—older, heavier with magic. His night vision sharpened as he scanned the shelves until he found it: Fated Bonds: When Instinct Overrides Reason. The cover felt strangely warm under his fingertips, bound in what his wolf recognized immediately as wolfskin.

"Before you leave and we do not meet again, it is essential to know that the gem must not be moved from its place. Its sitting base is connected to the core of the Earth that charges it to produce its power. As well, its position is momentous for specific constellations that are created to the universe. If it leaves its place, you have to know that the wishes you have just fulfilled will cease to exist at the same time, and the necklace light will go out. I fulfilled my purpose, and now I will leave. By this instant, I am not any longer the keeper of the gem. From now on, you will have to decide how to keep it safe here, in the place it belongs. It is your responsibility now. " "I understand

Daisy hurriedly explained. "You're wasting my time. I think I have to do this." He said and I turned to face him 'cause I didn't understand what he wanted to do. Turning back to look at him, I inhaled some sort of powder and my thinking changed. "Will you follow me now?" Sage asked with a smile. "Yeah, sure." I answered and gasps filled the air. "Sage" Morgan roared. "You know black magic is forbidden in this kingdom. How dare you use it?"