Magic Gender Change Story Novels & Stories

"I know that it might sound insane right now, but as soon as you'll heal completely, you might become slightly stronger…" I raised one eyebrow at her. "Are you making this up right now to take my attention from the fact that my entire body hurts like hell?" Her smile became thinner. "Maybe your pain is a sign that your body is changing... adjusting." Her words activated my panic mode at the maximum level. "Changing?! Adjusting?! What the hell?! Am I turning into something weird?!" She grabbed my face with both hands. "It's magic, not a radioactive spider! Besides, you are already turning into a wolf, which is odd for at least ninety percent of this planet's population! Get a grip!"

Koa growled again inching forward with her head low. The guys looked at each other before looking back at her and I saw their eyes start to change into their dragons. “Maggie we have to help her!” I said. “Coming!” Maggie sang out. Just as I felt my eyes change into hers, I yelled out, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you!” making sure they could see that Mags was ready to come out. “We were told you couldn’t shift! What the fuck man we drove for nothing then! We could’ve just flown her ass back home!” The second guy said slapping the first on the arm.

The figure said, nodding “But with that pain, comes the ultimate power. She will be a being not like others. Come pontus. The time is near and we must prepare. And I believe someone has used very powerful magic granted by a very power Fae queen to be here in enough time for her change” Saying that Pontus smiled as they both touched the spinning ball, disappearing as it sucked them into the orb ------------------------------------------------------------ “Aarrgghhhhhh you bitch!” Maddies screamed “You mated! And you never told me!” Gemma laughed as she hugged her friend tighter. After distracting mammie when she questioned them about their matching outfits, Gemma had learned that uncle alpha,

“You only thought I was weak because I allowed it.” The air around her pulsed with magic. Right before my eyes she began to change. Her dark locks grew lighter, melting into a warm strawberry blonde. Her eyes morphed from brown to green, lashes elongating and curving upwards. The lipstick she wore remained as her mouth changed, shifting into one I was intimately familiar with. Ophelia stood before me, only it wasn’t Ophelia. “How dare you?” I snarled. Magic exploded from my veins in a concentrated arc that slammed into Kimberly. She was thrown across the room. As I pinned her to the wall, her concentration wavered, and she shifted back into herself.

“It was fore told the moon goddess fell in love with another magical being. The moon goddess herself blessed with gifts not fully known to us but nevertheless a powerful being in her own right. The magical being she fell in love with was said to hold immense magical powers that were able to alter his form. His favourite form to transform into was that of a wolf. Over time they were blessed with a child who seemed like just a normal human at first which took them by surprise. However the first full moon after this child was 16 changed everything. It was said the child turn into a wolf, but the child was unable to turn back. Years past and the child grew more feral. The moon goddess was able t

Bernie took a sip of the coffee. “You humans and your misguided values. A eugenicist decoded the book in hopes he could remove all the handicapped, and the slow-witted from the world. A single word changed the entire intention of his spell. Avalon and earth have combined into a single realm. In short, magic has returned to earth. As have all the creatures of legend and lore.” Bernie asked the question on everyone’s mind, “Do humans have magic?” Elphame rose from her chair and gripped Bernie’s double chin with a bejeweled hand, “Are your eyes normally blue?”

-Karen- Over the next four days, Conor had meetings after the drills so Joanne and Bart, when they could, stayed with me. I had managed to talk Joanne into going with me to our library, so I could read up on the Mage books. I figured since I had so much time, I could brush up on the spell portions of my magic even if I couldn’t cast anything. I miss my magic. I feel like I’ll never use it again at this rate. She found a book on Mazifikian culture and decided to read it while I studied. So many spells and all for different things. Memory suppression… Maybe I could figure out a way to forget the bad things that have happened. I could change my hair to a different color too! What color should I

Our late Mom was a werewolf but she had the rare gift of magic that she transformed into using it as the pack's medical doctor in order to mask her powers. Out of their entire children, Gaston is the only one that inherited that aspect of my mother but he refused to embrace it until he met his mate. The last time he tapped into magic was when he wanted to make his mate love him back. But it didn't work. It turns out his magic can't work on his fated and after the death of his mate, he swore to us that he'll never make use of magic again. "Please, Alpha." Clifton pleads. "Can't you try, for me, for us?"

But you said you loved him, even if in front of him you lied," she grumbled. Soiling, I explained: " Some love stories don't need a statement to be true. They just need to happen. Kendall snorted, and I started reading the prologue of the story that Tristan has been working on for so long. He had used my idea to reconstruct the entire plot, discarding his original ideas for the story. Her character had in her demonic part the gift of transmutation; she could turn into animals and people. One of the people who could take shape was described as a woman with hair that shone in orange embers and a perfectly white smile, capable of misrepresenting the consciousness of the most faithful man.

“Over the weeks, once reunited, I didn’t question him. I didn’t care about the how, just that he was alive. But it wasn’t him. He was cold and removed. His once caring and affection for me had disappeared replaced with a stoic and cruel man. He had come back different, darker and more powerful. “He trained me to be his spy. Taught me how to hide, to listen. Taught me poisons and tactics. He took my blood telling me my magic was too much. I didn’t even know I had magic then. I was too young. I didn’t even know if I would have a wolf. When I was ten, I remember feeling different. My mother told me to hide my eyes. I couldn’t change my appearance then; she gave me contact lenses to wear so Ori