Magi Yunan Novels & Stories

Fintan stepped close, bracing her as her voice changed, echoing with something far older than any of them. “The Child of the last true Lycan returns,” Magi said, words no longer wholly her own. “Fire and Ice come in unity.” “Earth may be resurrected… or destroyed.” “And Air—” She faltered. “Air is the unknown.” The forest went utterly still. “Three score years have passed,” Magi continued, voice deepening. “And now comes the reckoning.” Her eyes cleared. She swayed, and Fintan caught her. No one spoke.

Morgana explained with a sad smile on her face. I wondered why she looked sad despite the smile. Her smile didn't reach her eyes. "Who did this?" Sage asked with squinted eyes. "Cause I'm sure this isn't a thing back at the kingdom. This is related to black magic." He frowned. "Yeah, it isn't a thing in our world since it's a spell." Morgana shrugged. "But someone went extra miles to protect the people." "That must be Mila." Sage said. "She never grows up. The risk is huge." He complained.

Once we are both inside, I press the button to shut the door. Musu takes a deep breath and looks around my private library. She spends a lot of time here, but she clearly doesn't understand why I pulled her in right now. “What is Mavri Magea?” I ask her, trying to remember I have no problem with her. “Uh, Greek. It can be dark magic or black magic,” she nods confidently. “You’re sure?” I ask hesitantly. “Yes, Alpha. One hundred percent,” she confirms. I sigh and rub my hands over my face, “Give me a moment, Musu. I need to have an argument with my wolf.”

It smelled so good I was almost in a frenzy. Laeddin pulled away. "Hey." His face and tone were angry. I stood; my breathing ragged. "Hey yourself, Laeddin." I licked the blood on my tooth. My eyes rolled back at the sensation and flavor. It was infused with a different type of magic than what I experienced before. Having tasted all seven of the magics, I searched to find which one his tasted most like. It was as though all seven existed inside him at once, but at the same time wholly different. I wondered what the genie's origins were, which reminded me of the demura called Iza.

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.”

Lucas had been gone for hours, leaving me to the not so careful ministrations of Magda. The wart nosed witch who I had clobbered over the head with a candlestick. She was hunched forwards with a permanent hunchback and cloudy milky white eyes signalling that her eyesight was diminished with cataracts. She almost looked like she had taken a step out of a Greek mythology book and was actually one of the fabled grey sisters, who determined all living creatures fate. Perhaps she was, all myths derived from elements of truth. Any second now she was going to pull out a pair of rusty old scissors and cut my life cord into two. I held back a giggle at the thought.

It was the sign all the Immortal knew; the new Magi had ascended to lead them and across the Realms, each Species bowed to one knee in supplication to their new Queen. Killian stared in shock at the stunningly beautiful display lighting up the sky. the colourful lightning bolts were so bright people were mesmerised by them. The Elderly knew what the signs meant; the young just enjoyed the display. All were held entranced by the spectacle except for Killian who flew across the colourful sky to its source. Tegan had no idea what was unleashing inside her, he had meant to use

After that, he slowly closed his eyes. 'Circe, I did my best.' 'Whether the road ahead will be a blessing or a curse, you will be on your own.' "Haha…" Master Magaera held the oracle bone and looked at it for a moment. Then, he looked up to the sky and laughed. 'The supreme leader of the fiend race who has been causing chaos in the Godly Region for thousands of years is finally murdered by me. Who else in the Godly Region can come close to having such a great contribution like mine?'

And how did it differed from the magic she knew. “This,” Fenryn then continued, “is why our mages are under tight restrictions. Their magic is born of the old Gods, and it is because of this; that they are easily possessed by them.” This man continued to surprise her with the vast knowledge he possessed. Just who was he, really? “The Malruthiia.” She said quietly, “that is what we call those who live with the humans.” Though she explained this, her true attention was still upon the sword. The more she looked at it, the more she thought she understood.