Magic Elemental Novels & Stories

A wizard that can par to Marvellion Ancienterre. Here he is, been mocked by this insolent kid. A disrespectful brat. He will show this kid that he shall be feared. A black solid ball wrapped by a very prominent intensifying lightning formed on his right palm. This is the full force of his magic; supreme ultimate sacred magic: Enoxial bemothe.

I found out that Kim was starting with Water magic, Alice was starting with Earth magic, Matt was starting with Life magic, and Cam was trying to learn Light shield. Cam told us that he learned that magic of different elements than the casted spell would block against the magic but only for a limited time. Each shield had a certain amount of mana hit points that would decrease as it was struck with magic, however, magic of the same element would pass right through the shield.

“Feeling for its resonance. Magic, technically.” “Metal is magic?” “No, not on its own, but it holds magic in different volumes depending on the chemical makeup. It’s like… teeny-tiny, damn near microscopic traces of our world's magic trapped within, and people like me can draw it out and manipulate it.” “But you don’t like tin, huh?”

For the longest time, I didn’t even know. I’m better now. Or at least, that’s what the Head Mage keeps saying. I’ve been meditating daily, drinking teas that taste like boiled leaves and regret, and training without my wolf form or magic. My strength is still there—bone-deep and painful—but my rage… it’s quieter. Today, the Head Mage handed me something. A necklace. At first glance, it looks simple. A thin cord with a stone that pulses faintly with blue light. “This will block the remnants of your magic,” she said, eyes unwavering. “It is not your hybrid nature that feeds the beast. It’s the chaos within your magic.”

The Air magical power is a power of fast and invisible its qualities are projective and temporary. The Fire magical power is a power of Destruction and Active its qualities are fast, hot and projective. And the last magical power element is Water. The power of magical Water is the power of Erosive or Erosion. Its qualities are cold, peaceful and receptive. These are the magical powers of the elements that I need to learn. I move closer to the crystalline to touch them. But, at that moment the magic crystals vanished into the air. Suddenly, I look at Mia and my eyes questioning what happened. She doesn't answer me and yet she holds my hands and after a moment we go back to my room.

outed, crossing my arms over my chest. “What’s that supposed to mean? I could totally be a mage.”She shook her head, still chuckling. “It’s not that simple. Magic isn’t something you can just pick up like a hobby. It’s… complicated.”“Complicated how?” I asked, genuinely curious.Elyra’s expression turned thoughtful, her fingers tracing the intricate embroidery on her robes. She tilted her head slightly. “Magic is a blessing, but it’s also a burden,” she began, her voice steady but layered with emotion. “It requires discipline, sacrifice, and an unbreakable connection to the world around you. You can’t just snap your fingers and expect things to happen. Every spell, every enchantment, it all c

I can’t quite put my finger on it. I’m sensing something old, an ancient magic, similar to the runic magic of the dragons, but more like my own elemental powers. I don’t know if it is coming from Liberty or Hunter, but it is strongest around them and Marcel, however he had no magic, so that rules him out. They are always in each other’s company and it’s like what I am sensing is shielded or not fully developed. Whatever it is, is driving me crazy. I can’t tell its nature, and if I can’t see that, I don’t know how to prepare.

Each of them is divided into nine levels. Every time a practitioner casts a spell, high and low methods will appear from above the magical weapon. For example, at the lowest level of the Mage level, once the magic is cast, the magical weapon above will appear. A white light point flashed, looking like a large or small coin. One point of light clearly said it was a coin Mage, two were two coins Mage... And Cadell Marcus had the appearance of a wooden sword digging the first one. There is no light, obviously there is not even the standard of a level one Mage.

, I said standing tall straighten my shoulders, I could see Damien in the back shaking his head, he already knew I had the shield up. "You cant handle my best shot", Maggie replied with a smug look. "If you say so, try me", I said hugging my shoulders. "Ich fordere die macht der dunklen magie im inneren auf, sich zu entwickeln, Asche zu Asche, staub zu staub bringen dieses madchen zu bode, wo sie herkam", (I called on the power of the dark magic inside to come forward, Ashes to ashes, dust to dust return this girl to the ground where she came from)Maggie chanted, the air around us changed, I looked at her while she was chanting, her eyes closed and she was focus, but I knew nothing will happ

⛏️ Chapter Twelve: The Descent into the Silver Veins ​The air in the disused mine shaft hit us like a physical weight—damp, metallic, and cold. The familiar scent of earth and granite was overlaid with a strange, subtle hum that made the hairs on my arms rise. This was the source of the Silver Wolf Pack’s ancient magic—the ground itself was rich in trace lunar metal, a faint echo of the Shard's power. It was protection, but it was also a homing beacon.