Magic Lover Novels & Stories

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

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.

She couldn’t let her cover to be blown away by Dominic, not when Rose asked her not to. “I should be the one asking that,” Dominic frowned as his eyes felt burred with the sudden bright light that had attacked him. It was clear that no human would be able to use such a magic. His eyes looked back at Mona who had appeared to be a woman in her late thirties, with brown hair and similar features as his mother, except for the fact that the woman’s vibe was world apart compared to his mother’s gentle nature. “Sorcerer.” Mona clenched her hands as her cover had been blown. While any creatures except sorcerers wouldn’t be able to see how she appeared, werewolves had a keen smell instinct that would

She stayed silent on purpose, sitting there calmly, knowing exactly how much I hated the waiting, how close I was to snapping. “Well?” I demanded. “Who is he?” “A smoking-hot guy with sea-green eyes,” Liora said lazily, “who is definitely not a dark-magic warlock.” My pulse spiked. “Then who is he?” Diana pressed. “And what does he want from Mira?” “How should I know what he wants?” Liora replied, standing up and flipping her hair. “He might be a fae. Or a demon.” “A demon?” Diana and I asked together.

As a matter of fact, he was deemed the oldest of the siblings. Madam Sif, also known as the queen of magic or the lady of magic. She was the founder of magical forces, although many believed she utilizes chaos magic to alter reality on a universal level but she doesn't. She was the source of magic to other entities on the planet ranging from witches, wizards and other hybrid species related to magic known as the mystic humans and the mystic vampires.

“Why on earth should I be?” “Most people don't like magic.” He contemplates my words. “Most people are ignorant idiots. Which pack are you from anyway? Are you a hybrid?” The question along with his statement makes me scared, and I do not want to answer them at all. He seems really determined to make me his Luna, and this conversation is getting dangerous.

"So it was always a school?" "No." Gogo’s dark eyes gleamed. "At first, it was a refuge. A secret. Then, as more of us were born into power, it became something greater." She set the spoon down with a deliberate clink. "But remember this, Sthandwa—no matter how polished the halls or how sweet the smiles, everyone there is still a predator in their own way." Rita’s fingers tightened around her cup. "Witches covet power. Werewolves hunger for dominance. Vampires? They crave control." Gogo reached across the table, pressing a beaded bracelet into Rita’s palm. "You will attract them. Your magic is a beacon. Choose your allies wisely."

Our eyes were telling it that we wanted him to go on and continue with his words. "Can you please clarify it all Doctor?'' Finally, my grandfather asked. All of us had the same question inside our heads though. And hearing his question, the doctor nodded his head in response. "This black magic is called "Moonbound". The person who may be inflicted with this magic will have fake bond with the first person that they fall in love with. Only when the real mate appears, it will be shaken, until then there is no breakthrough." The moment I heard the explanation from the doctor, the first thing that entered my mind was Alejandro.

At that moment, Neil raised his hand and asked a crucial question, "If the spirits in the magic boxes are categorized, then does the magician's box contain spirits of magicians, the werewolf’s box contain spirits of werewolves, and the vampire’s box contain spirits of vampires?" Maria smiled and replied, "Neil, your guess is correct." Neil continued to probe, “If the werewolf’s box requires both a magician and Ryan, a werewolf to open it, what about the magician’s box and the vampire’s box?” Maria explained, “I’m not entirely sure about the vampire’s magic box, but the magician’s box doesn’t have the magical barriers that like what Maggie placed on the werewolf’s box. Therefore, as long as a

“And why would it work that way?” “‘Magic’ is the key word bro.” Tristan wiggles his eyebrows at him and licks his lips. “The ladies love that shit. Sex and magic, I do that well.”