Magic Deepwoken Novels & Stories

she growled walking away from him. “It’s coming of age, it’s like your period, a period of where you can get pregnant and all that. You know when you start bleeding and all that.” Drake said walking all that. “Well good we don’t have to do it, I’m already there. I have my period already.” She stopped turning to face him. “Good, so let’s go back to our realm and get back to our realm.” “But it’s different for the Dwellers,” Drake said shaking his head. “You cannot have children except after you’ve been through our ritual.”

"Worst that happens the bitch dies, best she wakes up an idiot." Summer had to stop herself from laughing at her father's harsh words, neither man had noticed that she had woken up yet and she wanted to keep it that way. "The men will be here soon." Michael huffed, "If she doesn't wake up soon what good will she be for them?" "I'm sure they'd enjoy even if she was asleep." Jackson chuckled. No longer able to remain calm Summer shot up eyes flying open. Looking around she found herself in the hole underneath her fathers house with the devil and and his master.

I see him kneeling at the shoreline, eyes lifted not in submission, but in reverence. It should frighten me. It doesn’t. It hurts. Because I know—deep in this awakened certainty—that nothing will ever be the same. Theo Her howl echoes again, rolling across Moonveil like a verdict. And far beyond the forest, beyond the city, beyond the Council’s reach—something answers. Something old. Something that should have remained asleep. I lift my head slowly, dread coiling tight around my spine. The blood moon darkens further. Deep beneath the earth, sealed doors crack open. Ancient sigils flare to life. And in the depths where no wolf has walked in centuries, a presence stirs—drawn awake by the Moonb

Dark energy pulsing. "You want to see real power?" His voice was gravel. He raised his hands. The symbols carved into walls glowed red. Pulsing with his heartbeat. Dark magic. The same corruption that let him control gifted wolves. The energy hit me like a wall. Not physical. Mental. Crushing down on my gift. "Feel it." Draven's voice was satisfaction. "Your little empathic gift is nothing." The pressure increased. My gift started to crack. Through the bond Kael screamed. Feeling my mind shatter. Unable to help.

Their black armor, etched with silver runes, shimmered beneath the lantern light. My heart thrummed with power as I stepped forward, cloak swirling like a ripple of night. The scent of my minions, this legion of darkness washed over me in waves: leather, steel, earth. I felt the familiar surge of magic coursing through my veins, the heady rush that came with absolute control. Tonight, we would unleash the first wave of my dark creatures upon the Crimson Moon pack. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, savouring the moment before the storm.

“Without your mate, you’re NOTHING! NOTHING!!!” Everything in me stills. The confusion vanishes, My jaw clenches, a scowl pulling at my lips at the mention of mate. Why the hell is Lynette being dragged into this? “You Dravens thought your pack was superior just because you had the most werewolves with their wolf beasts,” the rogue rasps, his voice thick with madness, eyes glowing with twisted reverence. “But not anymore. With the power of our king, more will be reborn. More will awaken. And when we are enough—”his voice quivers with ecstasy—the world will tremble at his might and glory.”

Attempts at screams only come out as faint squeaks. “I fucking warned you. You don’t get to run from me. You don’t get to disrespect me. You are mine. If I can’t have you, no one can!” I grasp at his hands around my throat, desperately trying to pry them loose as my lungs burn for fresh oxygen. Spots form in my vision and things start to slowly go dark. Thunder claps and I jolt awake. I’m drenched in sweat and I can’t seem to breathe deeply enough. I look around and realize I’m not in the woods. I’m home. Tyler isn’t here.

Up until this point, I’d only manifested items that I really needed--like the proof that the jewels were real and appraised, not just for the heck of it. Still, Nuthatch seemed to be doubting my abilities at the moment, so I wanted to show him something pretty impressive. With a deep breath, I conjured up the image of an awe inspiring manifestation, something that was guaranteed to make him stop doubting my skills. When I heard the other mage take a stuttered breath and mutter something I didn’t quite understand under his breath, I knew I’d been successful. I opened my eyes and turned to see a majestic beast cutting between the trees, her white coat catching the light and giving her a soft g

“I didn’t know the Dark Wellspring has such a history.” After a long time, James finally comprehended the Dark Characters. He also now knew about the Dark Wellspring’s history. The Dark Wellspring once belonged to a powerful Lord in the depths of the Dark World and was a treasure formed by the demise of a Macrocosm Ancestral God. These characters recorded the life of the Lord and the signature cultivation methods he acquired. Once he comprehended them, James roughly understood who this Lord was.

There are three more underground levels in the Mage Tower, but they are not open to the public. The basement level is the Summoning Chamber, which contains the summoning, binding, and attack spells, as well as the departure and return points for the teleportation spells. The Mage Guild's teleportation spells are open to the public, and upon payment of a f*e, users will be guided here by an apprentice without interfering with the daily lives and experiments of the mages on the upper floors.