Magic Lover の小説・ストーリー

“Not much.” “What do you mean by ‘not much’? You’re not even carrying any magical weapons.” The guy rolls his eyes and takes a note on his sheet of paper. “I will let you join, but are you really sure? It will be a crazy competition,” he warns. “You know how popular the Lycan king is. Most female mages want to be the new Luna.” I nod, perfectly knowing how popular Gideon is. He is so popular, in fact, that he will cheat on a wife who’s done nothing but to love and serve him.

Lucifer “I’m sorry, Gabriel, but I don’t remember much about my sisters. Even in my visions, their faces were obscured by shadows. I don’t even know their human names. I just referred to them by their horsemen names. All I can tell you is that they were close to my age. The other had brown hair and oddly shaded eyes, and the other had red hair. The only thing they had in common is that they all seemed to be frightened of someone who wanted to hurt them. I don’t remember anything else. I’m sorry,” Michael sits forward in his seat and places his elbows on his knees thoughtfully. “We understand, chérie.” Rafael looks intently into the fireplace and frowns, “Perhaps we can speak to a witch. Ther

"Mother of gods, what the hell is going on? I transmigrated into a new place with a ghostly body and I'm in a ship!! Is this Isekai?!!!" she mumbled, watching everything around her in fear. "Eloise!! Eloise!! My Darling Eloise, why are you out here like this," the kind lady who claimed to be her mother ran to her with a shawl in hand. She swiftly draped it around her shoulders. "why are you out here in just your inner garments, quick get back?,"

—So I have to ask, why are you still here? His gaze fixed on my face. — I was biding my time before trying again. — Cazzata. His life in Toronto was boring. You were dying there, like a plant starving for water. I saved you from that loser boyfriend, from those lackluster orgasms. There's so much I can show you, dolcezza. So much I want to give you. — So you are my savior? And that? I laughed softly. — I am not a savior. They call me il Diavolo for a reason, and that's because I'm just as wicked and evil as they are. But if you want to kneel for me in gratitude, I will not object.

As he stared at the goddess in front of him, he uttered very softly this phrase in a low voice. He kept on going back to the place where she found the beautiful lady, whose name was Selena, the Goddess of the Moon, from that day forward. In the dark, under the moonlight shining in her garden throughout the night, Selena wore the sweetest smile on her face as she looked at and smelled each flower that was growing in her garden. He can’t stop staring at Selena from afar; to him, Selena is a woman he wishes to possess. Ambrogio’s affection for Selena grew stronger with each passing day, his lust and desire ate him, and he kept wanting Selena to be by his side, so he made a move and revealed him

“Something must be wrong somewhere. The moon goddess can't mate me with you. You are not my type. I am straight. Straight! I only do girls. How is this even possible? This must be black magic. You have casted a spell on me. Remove the spell before I have my guards seize you and torture my healing out of you." I know I've lost my cool and calm demeanor but I don't give a fuck. I'll do anything as long as I'll be unmated to him and any other male in the future. Blake gives me a ‘really' look as he helps himself off the ground. “If I have magic, I wouldn't be mated a homophobic bastard. If I had black magic, you'd be six feet under the ground."

I remark, taking a drag on my cigarette. “Hecate did not wish to associate herself with your line because, although you have magic running through your veins, everyone knows men succumb to the lust for power far faster than women do. You, Mi Rey, are a sorcerer, meaning you possess magic. The only sorcerer currently in existence in this world, for no man can possess magic save the descendants of Roja.” My eyes glimmer as I stare at her. Magic? I don’t think so…

his father said darkly. This is bad! Lollaine and Arden. The favored wizards of mythical. The most powerful enchantress and wizards of mythical that lived. The two immortals of the most ancient Magic. The destroyers. "Lollaine I must believed of her origin but Arden? I thought he was a myth father?" Nathan asked in disbelief. "No, he's not a myth. He lived. But I don't know what reasons he has for Mavis. Arden is an immortal that despise fighting anymore. But I do not know why?"

Those conservatives weren't still at ease and could not understand why someone like him had been granted the power of a Saint Archmage. Nevertheless, the number of people who admired Uncle Lorenzo was so great that the nobles wouldn't dare speak or act indifferently towards them. However, Minerva once again glanced at Julia, who now looked peaceful and calm as she continued to braid her hair. Julia had always been aware of what Uncle Lorenzo felt about her. However, she wasn't an idealist. She was a realist. A powerful and wealthy magician fell in love with a beautiful lady who came from a poor family but was exceedingly kind and generous. The love story, how they beat against the odds until

Once again the students looked at the vice leaders and made some guesses about whose Master represented this sigil. The person who stepped forward is the woman who is wearing a red slit tight dress. She seductively walked in front of the stage wearing a mischievous smile. “I am Alexa Monroe house master of Bake-kujira home for the witches and warlocks, bringer of Curse. My dear Old man Adam forgot to mention that each house has a different meaning to its sigils. For the witches and warlocks, our sigil will forever be etched in our bodies and soul. You will carry the next generation of leaders.” Vice leader Alexa introduces the first recruit and went back beside the other masters.