Magic Fantasy Novels & Stories

"This will cling to your spirit. It will turn away ill intentions." Rita closed her eyes, letting the heat of the flames and the chill of the night sink into her bones. The school rose from the mist like a castle from a dream—towering stone walls, arched windows glowing with inner light, and an iron gate etched with runes that hummed as they passed through in Gogo's truck. Rita’s skin prickled. The air here crackled, alive with magic. Rita had never felt anything like it. "Wow," she breathed.

"We discussed the rules. I still haven't reddened that sexy ass. For the record, going in what is still his house without me is the same as one of his cars." My behind tingled and grin returned at his threat. It wasn't just the warning but the way the talk of his spanking my ass made his blue eyes shimmer. "Yes, Mr. Demetri." Nox's lips quirked upward as he reached for my hand. Together we ascended the steps to an opening door. "Magic?" he asked in a whisper. "It's like Hogwarts," I said. "No, seriously, the Montague staff is magic. They can appear and disappear. I'm not sure how they do it."

My father and brother are normals, my step-mother, step-sister, and half-sister are mermaids. Fairies have a magical power that comes naturally. No choice, not training. Most are short, with pointed ears and colourful hair. Mages are kind of like fairies but tend not to have colourful hair, instead having tattoo-like markings. Mages are born with some potential magic but have to choose their speciality and train. Weaker versions of fairies, some people say.

And, almost always, you're born with only one type of magic. Which one? You can't simply decide to become a wizard. You either have the gift, or you don't. And, if you don't, you can jump through hoops, but it won't help you any. In total, there are seven types of magic. Four are elemental: air, water, fire, and earth. Three are spiritual: life, death, and mind. Out of them all, death mages are the least popular; they're also called necromancers. But we aren't talking about them right now. So, if your gift is fire, you can do your best, but you'd never do anything with water, and if you can conjure air, mind is outside your skill set.

There will be a man that will fetch you tomorrow for you to be able to go here. ~HeadMistress Rei' I immediately folded the paper after reading what’s inside of it. Magisch Academy huh? What a weird name? Should I accept it or not? What if it’s a scam? Or a trap from my enemies? But do I have a choice? I no longer have a school to go to and I especially do not want to stop studying.

After all, he knew how Maleficent could be quite territorial especially when it came to her loved ones and peers. On instinct, the two Halflings did snap their attentions to the three people beyond the barrier they were in. Maleficent the Glutton shifted her gaze to Merlin before she spoke in a curiosity-laden tone of hers. “Merlin, do you have any magic that can make out what they are saying beyond this barrier?” “I do have in fact one spell, but I am from the Ambivalent World and nature is medium to amplify this spell. The state of the Nether World is the complete opposite of nature.”

It’s quite under-develop but the lacking are made up by magic. Remember this is a fantasy-romance book. And I've also learned that, Lady Marina uses Dark Magic. Grabe! kahit sa magic villain na villain ang dating. But, I also found out that Lady Marina was not allowed to uses magic in public, having a rare magic is dangerous dahil marami raw ang gahaman dito. Like in the modern world, parang may black market trade dito, not to mention Lady Marina is a daughter of a wealthy noble.

Spoke up one of the other men at the table in a curt fashion that said he didn’t care about anything, especially all that much, least of all what I thought. My mouth moved wordlessly for a moment and then gathering my shaking demeanor, together I asked, “What is it that you want from me, because I’ve done nothing wrong and I have every right to return home.” “No, Fantasy I don’t think you understand the matter at all.” Said the first speaker. “You see, you don’t have any rights at all if we say that you don’t. In fact, you don’t even exist and for that matter, your parents, as well, if we decide to say so.”

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

“A curse so deadly bestowed upon a pack will see your demise before the key to your livelihood is born.” The jackass city wolf I’m currently dragging across the graveled path by his greasy hair mutters in a robot-like voice. His eyes remain purple, indicating that a more formidable force continues to dominate his thoughts. Being under a witch's spell is comparable to having your wolf's essence torn away, leaving it in a state of confusion, fear, and turmoil. Once freed from the witch's clutches, your wolf spirals into madness, blurring the boundaries of control, and those who overstep will forfeit their position as the leader.