Magic Maker: How To Create Magic Novels & Stories

A look of disgust came to his face. “Our magic is based on nature and the elements. We can control the weather and use nature to create things by manipulating the very smallest of molecules,” he said while spreading his fingers before himself. Tiny snowflakes fell from his fingertips and my mouth curled. Creasing my brow I stood and went outside onto the patio. Breaking off a small twig from the pot-planted bush I rolled it in my palm. “I can make a cane using my magic Rinn, don't you think?” “I don't see any reason why you couldn't,” she chortled back in my mind.

I have taught you weather magic but there is one aspect we still have to practice. I wait patiently for her to continue, ''I am talking about light magic. Which can be extremely helpful with demons and darkness in general. However only magicians who have more light than darkness in their hearts can master it. With summoning a storm, you have to think about things that make you angry but light magic is the exact opposite. You need to think about good memories things that make you happy.''

The old man sat cross legged on one and motioned for me to sit on the other. "Call your magic" "Huh?" this guy is crazy. I was starting to regret my decision to train with him. "I already told you before. The magic is you. Imagine it as a blanket covering you and order it to do your bidding." I took his advice and imagined my magic like a blanket it was similar to the meditation sessions Selena drilled into me. I felt it spread over my body until it was like every hair on my body was standing on its end. The loud bang that shook the entire keep came like a bucket of water on me and I was shaken from my magically induced trance. Well this isn't good.

I say, as that bud of hope gets pulverised. “I’m sorry, I can’t. There are rules to our magic, and its rules are much like that of the Gods. The only one who can reverse the magic of a makkari is the makkari who created the magic in the first place. We’ll have to find her another way,” she says, her voice sounding guilty. “He would have had to take her back to Longsang. Why can’t we just go there?” Amelia asks tiredly. Has she even slept?

To hide herself from the cruel sunlight, Irina stood by the horse, waiting for Lucas to do something like he said to her. Ensuring that there was no one around, Lucas made a sand castle by modifying the magic among water, air, and sand. The castle was big enough for both of them, complete with two sand-made long chairs for each of them. Irina watched closely while Lucas doing his thing, she was amazed. Thinking why wizards and witches were being hunted, they were just ordinary human being with special ability. “Done.” Lucas grinned. “Not that perfect, but good enough for us.” Irina walked inside the sand castle. “This is perfect.”

I cut off his words "No! It'll be harder if we do this tomorrow. I'll have to summom him again and go through the same. It's better if we proceed now" I have to give the spirit a name first so that I can summon him easily so if we don't name him now, we'll have to summon him again using the same method tomorrow "Fine. Let's make a magic circle first" He then get a chalk and drew some complicated magic circle. It's not that big but a lot of details are needed to make it so it took quite some time before he finished it "Here, make a small wound enough for blood to come out at your index finger and drop some at the magic circle" He gave me a short sword and he turned his back on me

For black and white magic there is a way) Tha an t-slyghe sin air a dhèanamh bho chothromachadh. (That is made from balans) Bidh eagal a ’dol à sealladh nuair a nochdas gaol. ( Fear disappears when love appears.) Slighe cothromachaidh (Path of balance) Maddies voice roared through the church and echoed from every corner. Maddie turned the staff three times and stamped it on the ground. A bolt of lightning shot across the floor, breaking the magic circle Silke had made so carefully with black magic.

“Are you saying that…” Dio smiled when he noticed that they were thinking about the same thing. “Yes, Sister. If you pull this off, you will be someone whose name is written down in history.” Mika smiled at the idea and pulled out her pen and paper from her space ring. She started writing down magic formulas and solving them to create a new spell. Enchantment was a phenomenon between alchemy and magic since it was like a mixture of the two. Using magic was simply making use of the mana inside one’s core but enchantments used formulas to integrate spells and embed them to a nonliving object, just like how alchemy works in potion-making.

I stared at her in reluctance. "Powerful magic comes with a strong concentration and mind." She tapped her head. "Think really hard about what you want to do. Build it in your mind and bend it at your will." Then, she grinned, her eyes twinkling, and waved her hand in encouragement. "You can do it, Cyan."

This kind of magic always looks easy but if you don't use the precise hand movement to generate the right amount of magic, well shit could get real gnarly. I started by placing my thumbs together with my fingers pressed tightly together and my hands apart like an open book. I shifted my right hand, sliding my right thumb above the left one. With that movement I began to see a spark forming. I went back to the open book position and then curled my fingers. The dot grew bigger. I continued to perform a series of intricate movements. When the portal was wide enough I called for the object I wanted. "Diary," I said. The book immediately materialised out of thin air and fell into my lap. I sighed