Magic Lover Bl Novels & Stories

“Oh my stars.” I openly gaped at the magic that was swirling around. A mere lightshow. A low grade ability that even I can do flawlessly. Nonetheless, I believe it was still something to marvel at. Magic was a sight to see. No matter how small. “Amazing isn’t it?” Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.”

The sorcerer's eyes widened in surprise as I countered his attack. Emboldened, I took a step forward, my magic surging around me. Malakai snarled, summoning a dark vortex to pull me in. But I was ready. With a flick of my wrist, I conjured a blast of silver magic, dispelling the vortex and sending Malakai stumbling back. The sorcerer's eyes flashed with anger, but I stood tall, my magic still swirling around me. "You may have power," I said, my voice firm, "but I have something you don't: the love of my child, and the determination to protect him."

“You never failed to amaze me, young lady. You’re right. Well, I guess you know the secret—” “Re-creation Magic: Catastrophic Trio!” the woman blurted out without waiting for Belphegor to finish his statement. She directly aimed a very powerful attack made up of fire, water and lightning— a spell derived from Almirah’s Water Bullets, Marc’s Blazing Sun, and Raid’s Lightning Barrage. Belphegor didn’t do anything to avoid the attack. He is really the demon king of Sloth. He deserves his position.

He grinned widely while brushing his beard with his hand. "I'm counting on you, Lucian. Bring me the girl, dead or alive." He said and laughed evilly. I nodded and my lips formed into a thin line. "Yes, my Lord. I will not disappoint you. I'll make sure you can have the girl during blue moon.” I said and grinned. “Blue moon. I couldn't wait for that day. The great Lord Invictus will be the most powerful beast in the entire world. The gift of enormous power will be mine forever! Soon, Magic Realm will be under my control! Bwahahaha."

Blanche said, and she disappeared, not Into the water, and not Into the forest, the Magician didn't know how she disappeared, The magician was surprised, and at the same time he was ashamed of himself, he doesn't know how to face his fellow outcast, he remained sitted alone besides the sea for hours thinking that Blanche will come back, There was no traces of Blanche, and Magician had never fall In love In his live, and he always said that he doesn't like opposite gender, But he doesn't know what came over him that made him developed Interest In Blanche, and he shouted on top of his voice, and said, Blanche, Blanche, Blanche, I love you, please, don't get married untill we meet again, and I

There was only one way I would be able to escape from this magic…… My mother had taught me about it a long time ago when she was still alive. "Do you know about the LB magic?" She had asked one fateful morning. "The LB magic?..." It sounded strange to me and so I asked back. "Yes, it is magic used in driving the sexual energy and urge of a man" She had explained. "Really? There is something like that?" I probed with curious eyes. "The only way the man can escape from it is to inflict pains into the body of the one that had induced the magic" She stated. "You can inflict pain on such a person by either biting or digging your claws into the person's body. The secret here is that once the perso

It had the luxury that not even a rich merchant’s daughter could buy. “It’s been fifteen years,” said the old mistress as she combed through the sparkling gowns she had once worn. “The power of Lord Magus is indeed magical to behold.” Then the old mistress caught sight of the slithering black tattoo on her arms. “Too powerful indeed.” A tired, fleeting smile lined on the old mistress's lips. And in a blink of an eye, it vanished. She shifted her gaze back to Lili, her eyes sharpened.

“The Council is sending its best Earth Sorcerer. He should be here by dawn tomorrow." The Grand Sorcerer simply nodded. The High Magic Council would want to speak with him. He wouldn't try to deny his faults or alter perceptions. And should they insist on Authenticating his story, he would allow them, with the hope that they would know, all he had done he truly believed was for the best. He would take whatever punishment they handed down to him. For now, though, he needed to do everything he could to bring the young lovers back from death's door. "What of a Water Mage?" he asked.

Pru grinned. One by one, they pressed their palms to the parchment. The paper hummed under their touch, absorbing their magic like ink. Freda went first, carving her name in elegant, looping script. Pru followed, her letters sharp and angular. Rita hesitated, then wrote hers with a flourish, the parchment warming beneath her fingers. Freda picked up the dagger. "Blood seals the bond. No going back after this." "No going back," Pru agreed. Rita held out her hand. "Do it."

His words echo. I shake my head and try to get to my feet. "They used a blocking spell on him. It will take a while for him to pull himself together. He is drunk on the magic they used," Libby says. Alpha Mayhem shakes me. "Stop, that will not help, Alpha," Mother Agnes says. "Help me to my feet, please," I ask Alpha Mayhem. I am so weak. I cannot stand it. Alpha Mayhem pulls me to my feet, but my knees buckle. Alpha Mayhem leads me over to a chair in the kitchen.