Magic Conch Shell Nothing Novels & Stories

The fifth concubine remained inside her shell even after several days had passed, and then the day of the challenge arrived. The shell, which had been motionless for so long, began to shift, and cracks appeared, spreading across its entire surface. Seeing the shell begin to shatter, the white-haired man’s face lit up with delight; he hadn’t expected today to be the day the god’s messenger would be born.

He holds out an arm to the door, “Shall we?” “Hang on.” Connor holds up a small trinket he’s made. “If you can’t get her out, please give this to her. It’s tied to this one. It’s like a com but magical.” Ash stands and comes over to look at it. “At least we’d have a way of communicating with her.” Ash nods, looking at the things he’s made. The two things are identical, each has a crystal in the middle with wire around it with some solder holding the wire in place, and a symbol carved into the crystal. “This is impressive work.” Merlin says turning one over in his hand, Connor tips an imaginary hat.

And as I was wondering how on earth does this merfolk actually see everything through water, Magindara gestured me to come closer to a round table made from a fine white marble. Magindara placed her palm on the surface of the table and as if it was some kind of a key pass, the table glistered and at the center opens a hidden clam. It erected from the center of the table. I wasn’t able to imagine a silver giant clam could actually fit inside there.

SELENE POV Chloe led me over to a chaise across from the hearth whose embers were close to burning out. I laid back on the pillows and lifted my chin so that Chloe had access to my neck. Tor stood in front of me at my feet watching closely. The elder witch sat on a stool next to the chaise, in her hands were a small ceramic pot and a paintbrush. "The silver has been enchanted," Chloe said as she dipped the brush into the pot. "We will need to break the enchantment before we can remove the collar."

It was a material known for its high conductivity with mana. The Fine Gold was in the shape of clams with the mana core in their mouths like a pearl. On both sides on the clamshell were purification and defense magic circles. Xara accepted the earrings gracefully, " thank you," was all she said. She formed a connection with the earrings. She took out the pair she had on before and wore her clam earrings, "How Do I Look?" She asked while wearing a beautiful smile. "You look beautiful mom." "What can they do?" she asked suspiciously.

I summoned a soft flame—silver-blue, gentle, flickering like moonlight—and held it in my palm. We moved deeper. The walls were covered in veins of black glass—smooth and reflective, like they’d once been molten. The path narrowed, then widened again into a chamber. And in the center stood a figure. Not alive. Not dead. It was a shell—stone and bone fused, shaped like a man, but hollow. A vessel. “What is that?” Kael whispered. “One of their anchors,” I said. “A conduit for blood magic.” Lira knelt beside it. “It's not active.”

Moonlight was only barely piercing the thick clouds. “That’s that.” Crone turned away and headed for the exit. “Oh yeah, I should tell them first.” Crone tucked the crystal away into his pocket and then he held out his right hand just slightly above his chest level and the two fingers of his left hand on his left ear. “[Dimension Contact: Visual Sound]” A magic circle appeared on his hand and his ear, followed by a screen that popped up on his hand. A video popped up showing pearl’s face who was surprised by the sudden call.

He won't succeed if he'd leave any trace of his wickedness. And so, he took the purple conch shell hanging on his belt and started playing it. As the first note flung in the air like an invisible wave, everyone who get to hear it froze; their eyes turned grey. Before they knew it, their minds swirled and so was their visions. They felt like they we're inside a whirlwind. But the tune was ferociously enchanting, they couldn't help but listen to it. After a short while, the music stopped playing. Doctor Bai hanged the shell back into his belt. And everyone went back to their business like nothing happened. But little did they know that the memories that they had this day was already taken away

Matilda questioned. "Yes, a mad bull with 4 horns, their skin made of bronze and could deflect arrows with ease. It was also very cautious at first, this bull could sense traps with its magic and his eyes are red with a runny nose and white powder in its nostrils, like he just finished using a cocaine." "Cocaine?" Matilda asked, "what is that?" she asked. *Cough, cough* This twins, how the hell this kids know about cocaine? "Ms. Matilda, we don't know what the name of that monster, may I ask if you could report it directly to the Guild leader?" Vic intervened.

Just as I hang up, a magical conch shell on my desk glows red. I pick it up. Chloe’s weak, furious voice comes through. "Lacey, how dare you set me up?!"