Magi Ugo Novels & Stories

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

She’s going to expose Miranda and send her back to wherever she came from, or even make sure she’s executed for sure this time, then she’ll be out of their lives for good! She’s thought of every possible solution, and there’s only one nearby she could think of. Her name is Maggie, a middle-aged omega who is rumored to have supernatural soothsaying abilities, as most of her fortunes came true. Magic is not a very commonly used entity around here, but if there’s any chance at exposing Miranda for the snake she truly is, then she’ll have a go at it. Now that she’s left the packhouse, the only problem she’ll be encountering is how to find the soothsayer, as from word of mouth, no one has heard f

We are the secret the world wants to remain hidden. For them I travel through fire and flame. I work beside their men but still apart. I am still treated as a freak and greeted with fear in their gaze. I have saved more people than all of them combined yet my station is never raised. I am a smoke jumper who loves her job. I revel in the heat and bask in the blaze. I have found my purpose and learned to live for it. As I fulfill the only duty I have in this world, I will forever be alone. My name befits my life and the path I have chosen to take. I am Magma.

The omegas bathed her and dressed her up in preparation for her martial arts class with Maggie. Then she was led to the venue which was a lonely and quiet field. Maggie was a five feet tall lady who was a little ripped. She had a brown coloured hair which she plaited in two. She bowed slightly and made a brief introduction of herself. Twenty six years old and a guardian wolf. Apparently, a guardian to the omegas.

“But Stella’s magic is… different. Not destructive like this.” “And Meguitte’s is?” “Sometimes,” Sigrid admitted sorrowfully. “Frequently,” she corrected herself. “Where Stella’s magic is very controlled and studied and planned, Meguitte’s magic is passionate and unpredictable. She has the best of intentions, but frequently things just… burn.” “Okay, so maybe we should go back and make sure Meguitte doesn’t set fire to the town?” Tom suggested. “No, I must continue. Let’s head towards the MegaStore,” Sigrid pointed that direction.

I went to the novels section and watched her looking through the Magic book shelves. I walked to her Me: hey She turned and smiled Ugwa: hey I wrapped my hands around her waist and placed my chin on her shoulder Me: what book are you looking for? Ugwa: a book about witches. She looked up at the top shelf I released her and searched for it with her. Our hands were already together. Me: why do you like stories about magic? Ugwa: they're interesting. And mind blowing She found a book and pulled it out

The name off the woman finally clicks in her brain, so she ends up saying, “And I’m guessing Miss Paris Maguire is doing the same, huh.” Paris Maguire is more than just a trophy wife. Besides being married to one of the most influential neurologists in the city, she’s an award-winning actress and creator of her own makeup line who has business with the Montenegro’s. She only knows this because she proudly mentioned this to her when they first met. She looks a little too undressed for someone whose husband is currently saving lives on the other side of the country. The pieces add up when Antonio—who’s just as bare as she is—sends Ariana a challenging stare.

Rex said, turning back to the cliff face that had now started to become like a fast-spinning whirlpool as the barrier created an opening, “But I can see the glint of magic if I stare hard enough.” “Grub,” Cassius said, turning to face the stocky man, “Did you know Rex could do that?” “That wonky leg can see magic?” Grub asked, stopping his idle teeth picking with the tip of his dagger and moving it down to pat the flat of the blade against his chin as he thought. “No. Grub did not know wonky leg can see magic, but Grub is not surprised. That is why wonky leg is the leader, he does things not even Grub can do, which says something. Grub thinks he is descended from bone god.”

I state smugly. “You were always an arrogant bastard just like Death. You are like him in so many ways.” Mags states, coming closer. She puts the blade to my neck. “Too bad you won’t see your daughter grow up.” “That’s where you’re wrong, Mags. I’ll see her grow up right after I go help Ari kill Sage.” Mags’s face drops. “Yeah, I know she works for you just like Liam and Ghost do as well. I’ve figured out your whole damn underground rebellion. Death is waiting for you. I don’t think you will enjoy the afterlife.” I counter as I pull my war scythe out as shadows grab Mags causing her to drop the dagger. “I hope Death makes your time in the afterlife as hellish as possible,” I say as I drive m

Megara shook her head and completely turned towards him, her back facing Agnes and her right side facing Evenor and Master Shin. "Stop lying." Megara gritted her teeth in anger and the man shook his head. "Check my memory." He said and then a man stepped forward. The same man who was a lion among foxes. He walked past Megara and towards the beaten-up blonde man. He was famous for his magic, he had the same magic that Marco's disciple had but a lot more powerful.