Magic Maker: How To Create Magic Novels & Stories

she said simply. I wanted to argue, but then closed my eyes and drew a deep breath. “I don't know what to look for,” I muttered. “How should it look?” “Let your imagination guide you. It's up to you to give your magic a shape.” I breathed out a laugh. “Are you saying that I can turn it into anything I want?”

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

Procecsa smiled. “Sounds like progress. But the goal is for you to use it even if you’re not angry. The magic has connections to our emotions, but should never depend on them,” Procecsa reminded Mary. Mary nodded. “Let’s do some exercises. It’s not like we have better things to do while we wait,” Procecsa said. She put a candle on the table and easily lit it using magic. “Remember the feeling you had that day? Not the anger, but how it felt when the magic flowed through you. Then try to make the flame on the candle grow,” she instructed Mary. Mary thought back to that afternoon. Tenac had surprised her, and she remembered the anger, but had there been something else? Maybe, just as she had t

"You don't know?" She laughs again and waves a hand in the air. "Alpha Desperte, you are very funny. I am one of Master Philip's creations. He uses magic to create us, but he's crafted me to be an extension of himself." Elaine smiles at me, again, and I can't even imagine how much magic it must take to make something so lifelike. I've seen so many of his servants, how can he have so many and still be able to use arcane powers? ~

Jane’s POV “What’s the difference?” I asked. From the tone of her voice I could tell that she was going to start preaching to me but I was beyond that. I didn’t want to hear her preachings. “Nothing,” she shrugged while folding her arms. “Magic is not some cool power you can use for an upgrade. It’s more than that. Magic is a lifestyle. With magic you can create and destroy. With magic you can build and take down. Magic can be beautiful and it can be ugly. You don’t want to have magic with an ugly soul. Take it from me, it is never a good sign.”

“Always envision the outcome of your spell, you have to see it, believe it for the magic to work its best.” I put Karani’s book down and looked at the beginner spell in front of me. Could it really be that easy, imagine it, say the words, and just like that it works? I laughed out loud at myself and rubbed my eyes.

All it needed now was practice and more practice, and she was no stranger to that. “Congratulations,” Dominic said. “The first creation of any magic is always the most difficult. Do it again, while your success is still fresh in your mind.”

"Creation magic? Sassy killed himself. He used blood magic." Trill wrinkled her nose. "You witches call it that." She touched one fingertip to the stone before dropping her hand again. "To the maji, using our blood is the purest form of creation, the very source of all energy, of life itself." She fixed me with her brown eyes. "And if you're going to be of any use to us at this point, you're going to have to use it too." ***

' Do you know what Expression magic is" he asked me. I shook my head. Never heard of it. “It is an old magic, practiced long ago. It is the strongest magic. The wielder of it does not need spells or books to create anything. Fully mastered, and the wielder of that magic could build a whole city out of thin air. They could also destroy an entire realm with the snap of their fingers, if they wished. The wielder of it uses their will, or emotions, and channels it into power. It corrupts, because wielders have a hard time controlling it. Expression was used by some of the strongest witches of all time, until it fell into the wrong hands.

This is all magic and magic you make someone happy with your magic, it creates the most valuable and expensive magic of the world, called happiness, I wanted to gift her with it. So, I started with my magic. Here goes the blue water pond, some of the hills beside it. And, Katie loves lots of pink roses, here goes my color blending, and here goes all the roses in the shore of the pond. In front of the pond, a large waterfall falling downwards with his majestic and amazing white color. And, here goes the beautiful trees from where they will enter and yeah some of the pink and white flowers over them too. And, finally, I am done with it.