Magic Emperor 256 Novels & Stories

“SOMEONE TOOK AN EGG!” Soon, I am running toward the lights of town. “STOP!” I am ordered and I do. “Give back the egg.” “I am Prince Theodore of Werewolves. This egg is an immortal dragon from a Werewolf. I demand to see your King so I can take this egg to the werewolf nest,” I exhale, after my speech. “Come on,” a warrior directs me. “I will hold that until the King decides,” Mag appears out of breathe, and reaching for the egg.

This magical weapon was precisely the one Amelia had carried with her in her previous life. This magical weapon was also known as the Twin Magical Weapons, containing twin souls within: one was the Immortal's Soul, the other the Demon's Soul. The Immortal's Soul was pure and vast, able to channel the righteous energy of heaven and earth, possessing boundless power. The Demon's Soul was sinister and ruthless, capable of controlling all demons and destroying everything.

Running so fast, the trees were almost a blur. She looked down to see the green grass beneath her paws, the soft dewy spikes teasing. Serena came to a halt at the edge of the lake, peering through her wolf’s eyes at the image that formed in the water body. A beautiful raven wolf stood there proudly, body larger than normal wolves and Serena knew that it was larger than the werewolf’s one too but who cares, at least she doesn’t. She sometimes believed that it was probably due to the fact that the moon goddess understood her desire to never be with a male and made her strong enough to go against one. If only she knew.

She was exhausted already when she woke up, now she used some high-level magics which cost her the last bit of mana. She tilted her head to find Azalia's corpse, but she found Azalias in sound health, that he only had some bruise. She became angrier, her red eyes almost popped out from the sockets, blue veins popped in her forehead. Seeing her crazy murderous but pitiful expression, Azalias forgot to retaliate, he just turned to run away. While running he glanced at his behind, he saw Princess Filuna squeezed out all bit of mana from her body and made a hand sign, and yelled, "Minnfangi."*

she shouted at him, trying to catch up with him, but she couldn't catch anything, not even her breathe. Thomas Milner saw the carnage building up inside the room, and it wasn't over yet. He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the doors. He had a form of Earth magic where he could manipulate the physical structure of something without breaking its integrity. The humongous table b

Micah makes some unsettling sounds and tries to take a deep breath. I place my hands over his body, concentrate, and pray to the moon goddess to let me heal Micah. I can hear my parents’ howl. They are almost here. I try holding my wand over Micah, sobbing profusely in hopes my wand will work. When I realised no magic would be coming to my aid, I burst into tears. Micah weakly takes my hand, squeezes it gently, and tries to talk. ‘Shh, shh,’ I say, crying. What feels like a myriad of tears, fall from my eyes onto Micah’s face. ‘You’re going to be okay, Micah. You just need to save your energy, okay? My mother will be here any moment, and she will heal you,’ I assure him and begin to hum whil

He smiled and nodded. I wriggled my nose gratefully. "Thank you," I mouthed. Edge shook us. "Quiet," he hissed. But I wasn't finished speaking to Laeddin. "Can you send Jesse some magic so he can understand the gargoyles?" Edge bent my arm back at the elbow until I thought he would pop my shoulder out of joint. I fought against the pain, knowing it would heal soon anyway. Laeddin nodded slightly and snapped his fingers again. "Tell me what you've learned, Rayne, half-breed daughter of Graves," the emperor growled.

“Mauve, listen to me. This isn’t about money. You’re not in danger. Not from us.” “Then what is it? Why tie me up? My family doesn’t have anything you’d want.” Nicholas leaned forward, his gaze locking hers. “Mauve Harrison. You are the next ruler of Elite, the parallel dimension to Earth. I, Nicholas Clarke, will serve as your Eliot. Sephie Scott is your Astral. Our duty is to escort you to Elite, where you will claim your throne.” The words hung heavy in the air. And then Mauve laughed. Sharp, disbelieving, almost hysterical. “That’s the best excuse you could come up with? Ruler of a parallel world? Do you think I’m twelve?”

He smiled at Elias and joined his palms in a gesture of gratitude. Francis, a tall and lanky guy literally yelled when his element turned out to be wind. Everyone sort of clapped because mages who could control Wind was far lesser than those who could control Water, Fire, and Earth. And lastly… “...and next is Miss Valerie Ravenwood.” My eyes snapped up and met Elias’ gaze. He nodded subtly, encouraging me to step forward. My heartbeat kicked up a notch as I willed my suddenly heavy feet to move. Would I be able to show considerable change in any of the elements?

The screen lit up green, giving us access to pass. Only I and Tom are familiar with these secret paths. Eve has access to these secret passages, underground floors. Mini can enter the secret passages but she isn't allowed out until one of us grants it. She isn't strong, brave and tough like Eve. Rocky glanced down at his wrist, "Fog would have cleared." He said. Aakash stared down at the laptop screen, "Yes, it has." He confirmed it. "I like you, mate. You don't need these gadgets." Arsh chuckled, but clamped his mouth shut immediately.