Magic Land Novels & Stories

smiled Rose. With a hug Rose watched as they drove off. "Ok Deanna I we are the last ones to leave. Let's go." Rose fell asleep. She dreamt of a man. He was smart and stronger. There was a smell of cedar and vanilla. There was a smell of lavender that seem out of place. Driving all night they finally made it to the Moon Valley Pack by day break. "Rose we are here." whispered Deanna Rose opened her eyes. In front of her was a decent cottage. To the right was sweet garden that could grow veggies later. She would always make sure pups would not go hungry and a garden was a good start.

His eyes were glowing faint silver, the same silver as Killian’s — only sharper, more feral. Elsewhere on the field, Harlow led her unit with fire in her veins, cutting a path through the enemy lines. Maera unleashed spells that cracked the ground itself, swallowing remnants in chasms. But for every one that fell, two more clawed out of the smoke. The guild was being surrounded. “Fall back to the ridge!” Maera screamed, her voice amplified by spell craft. “Form the circle!” The army obeyed, pulling into tighter lines, shields locking. The ridge was their anchor now, and if it fell, they’d all drown in the tide of shadows.

Luna said as we ran. "Where exactly is this Heart of Magic?" Nick asked Sarah. "In the center of the Earth," Sarah replied. "There's an entrance through the old mine shaft up ahead." "The center of the Earth?" I said, my heart pounding with fear and exhaustion. "That sounds impossible." "So did invisible valleys and flying witches," Noah pointed out. Emma and Jake were running beside us with baby Lily, while Marcus and Rose carried baby Aaron. All four Bridge Children were still glowing, creating a trail of light that I hoped the Shadow Master couldn't follow.

THE MAGIC KINGDOM Far away, beyond a dense forest and across an island near New York City, lies a hidden, magical realm. This enchanted place is home to a unique community of hybrids-beings born with extraordinary powers. Known as the Magic Kingdom, it is a land where wonder and power intertwine. At its heart stands the majestic Magic Palace, a symbol of the kingdom's strength and the home of its rulers.

But I kept on going knowing that it wasn't far as the trail bordered the village. I thought about Ellwood's words. The wolf charmer was born of both magic and the moon. I was clearly born of magic, but I still didn't understand the part about being born by the moon. I hadn't thought to ask her about it at the time. Maybe she would know what it meant.

Velma laughed out loud, turning her head up in the air and catching which ever treats were falling from the cotton candy clouds. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me? Is this place even real?" I asked, grinning and catching sweets that I wanted to munch on. Miranda was smiling while she sucked on a bite sized Jolly Rancher. "How can this be real?" Miranda wondered aloud. "It's part of the enchantment of the Mystic Forest," Lazarus added. "Come on, you all have had your share. We must make it up the mountain and not lose sight of why we are here," Lazarus ordered.

Kiran immediately understood, thinking of Lady Meiji and her ominous presence. Suddenly, a woman's angry voice interrupted them. Kiran and Macy turned to see Lady Meiji approaching. This was Kiran's first time seeing her in person; before, it had always been through dreams or voices. She wore white, her skin pale and graceful, like a celestial being descended from the heavens. Her eyes were filled with anger as she glared at Macy. Macy remained calm and smiled at Lady Meiji. "I am from Dragonsland. To me, Dragonsland is above all else."

Fair. Naturally. Reasonable honestly. Then came the mission. God. The garden needed saving. Fair. From imaginary monsters. Reasonable. Very dangerous imaginary monsters. God. Lily raced across the yard. Jumping. Running. Fair. Flying. Reasonable honestly. Or what she considered flying. God. Then disaster struck. Fair. A rock. Reasonable. A tiny rock. God. The world's smallest enemy. Fair. Lily tripped. Reasonable. Then— thump.

Krista said, laughing. "Neither have I," Susan laughed. "Wish I could say I have, but..." Zach said. "Do you hear that a lot?" Krista asked Inga. "Quite often, actually," Inga replied with a smile. "People seem to enjoy becoming members of the Mile-High Club." "We're charter members," Jeanie said, her long, ringleted red hair gathered at her neck, but hanging halfway down her back, a big smile on her emerald-eyed face as she approached. "It's one of the few times that rough air is fun."

Maika's expression darkened. “Yes.” She pulled back and looked into Elara's eyes. “But they won't find you.” “You promise?” “I promise.” Maika smiled. “You're safe here. With me. With Grandpapa Carl. And with the land itself.” Elara tilted her head. “The land?” “The Landon estate was built on sacred ground,” Maika explained. “Long before our family came here, the elves sang to these forests. Their magic became part of the earth.” She touched the windowsill.