Magic High Commission Novels & Stories

Harry nodded then looked at me "I warned you Kirey, if you want. I can cancel your place for research!" I shook my head "I'll still be there Harry, come on, this will be a special experience, won't it? Besides, there wouldn't be any big monsters, or big gorillas suddenly liking me right? It's a normal place, it's just that they're spreading out. The rumors are not true!" I said, somehow I was able to get rid of my worries too.

As I put her down, my happiness was replaced with anxiety as realization of the horseshoe nature hit me: “I won Mia, do you know what this means?” Her smile disappeared as fast as it appeared before she replied: “it means the horseshoe is dark magic” I pulled the horseshoe of my neck and put in her hand: “keep it with you I will be back” then I left for the changing room. In just 10 minutes, I changed my clothes and headed back to the pool area. A small stage was set up for the ceremony. People gathered around it applauding and cheering loudly.

With a sense of purpose, she sifted through the contents of the ornate chest once more, examining each artifact, photograph, and letter with meticulous attention. Among the documents, she stumbled upon an old, leather-bound book that seemed to hold the key to Magdalene's origins. The pages were filled with cryptic symbols, ancient languages, and passages that hinted at a lineage steeped in mystical traditions. As Jette deciphered the text, a lineage emerged—a lineage that traced its roots to a distant era when magic and mysticism were interwoven into the fabric of everyday life.

"What if I refuse?" "You will miss a limited time great offer and I will immediately sent you back to your world," the woman responded, "but I don't recommend that idea though, considering your blood stained name." "If I accept?" "I will teach you magic and give you freedom in my supervision. You will never live a life of murder and bloodlust ever again." She gleefully answered, "The choice is all on you, dear, I will respect whatever you choose." Even how you flip it, back and front, left and right, it is very obvious of what choice is the best. Mayari knew very well that an opportunity like this will never ever come in her way again if she let this go.

We met up with Noelle and Sid, who were at The Mirage. I was a little surprised that Noelle wasn't shopping, but then I saw why. The Secret Garden was absolutely breathtaking. I could stand there for hours watching the white tigers play in the water. There were lions, tigers, and dolphins in an amazing park-like atmosphere. Derek grinned at me as I cooed to the adorable baby tigers. They were so cute! "Do you think they would let me take one home? I promise to take good care of him."

Just great. "Freaking great, Vesper. Be glad I'm not a witch right now; I should be hexing your fucking ass!" I muttered, then forced a smile at the cafe owner, who furrowed his brows in response. "Using magic is prohibited," he stated. Yeah, I knew that. I rolled my eyes internally. "I never intended to use any," I assured him. After all, I wasn't a witch; I just wished I could be. "Good," he said. "I wouldn't want to report a good kid like you to the authorities for power taming."

- Criteria Finally, Josiah accepted the invitation. The 4 of them walked past several other clubhouses, mostly art and music-related. As they walked, the woods seemed to go deeper, the trees closer to each other, soon the light of the sun was covered by the trees. They followed a paved road which led to an archway, on top of which was the sign 'Magic Division Main Campus'. By the side was a sign saying 'Only bonafide magi are allowed to enter'. The group went straight through. As Dorin did, he felt as if he passed a kind of membrane, but the professor held his hand, as well as Josiah's, and they were able to make it inside the grounds.

Bruce asks me. I shake my head. "I could use a ride if you don't mind. I am not sure I am ready to drive today," I say. I know I am not ready to drive. "I can take you, but first, I have to tell you something. I made some calls while you were sorting through some things. I wanted to give you some space. I found both of your uncles. They own a little magic shop in New Orleans. It is called Elemental Magic," Bruce says.

Her mansion is purely vintage. The walls are bookshelves overcrowded with books, even the lengthy table in the middle of this space is occupied with books and blueprints of magic—just like how messy a mage could be. I laid the carrier on the table, silently, observing her motions that might seem alarming while she's performing enchantment to Hedwelch and Danteleon.

She asked Julian. “Sure. As long as your friend didn’t do anything that will scare the others.” Replied Julian. “No, he will not. He is kind and gentle, he would never do anything harm.” She smiled again. “Thank you, Your Highness.” She bowed then cheerfully walked away. Sebastian closed the door from his seat. While Julian set the tray on the table. Immediately Lucas reached a cup and poured the tea. “Who’s Mago?” “That’s her reindeer friend.” Sebastian gave the answer.