Novel & Cerita Magic Novel Series

Far down the pass, an explosion ripped through the snow, and the air filled with the scent of scorched flesh. From the smoke, more figures emerged — but these weren’t Bloodforged. They were guild fighters. Harlow was at the front, sabers gleaming. “Step away from him!” Varrow’s smirk didn’t falter. “Ah. The cavalry.” In the chaos that followed, Killian caught a flash of Daryl’s hand — slipping something small and dark into Varrow’s pocket before stepping back. A seed of magic. Timed magic. Killian realised it just as Varrow’s cloak flared, blocking his sight — and when it dropped again, both Varrow and Daryl were gone.

“It isn’t working. The lock has rusted and I don’t have the tools to open it.” “Just a minute.” I stepped backward and closed my eyes. It was time to summon my blades. With all my energy, I focused all my power in the center of my heart, muttering the prayer my dad had taught me. It transported me to a magic realm where my soul connected to the werewolf goddess of war: The Morrigan. She had helped my dad many times, but this was my first association with her. Would she help me now? I spread my arms before me, using all my energy levels to focus. Within minutes, a mirage blade appeared in my arm, the cool touch of the metal seeping into my skin. I thanked the Goddess and opened my eyes to loo

The girl stands there for a minute longer and then she starts to flicker, like she's a projection of some sort. My jaw drops. Is this a trap? The girl continues to flicker until she disappears completely. Soon, it's like she was never there at all. A loud sigh raises the hair on my arms. "You said you knew how to cast spells." A Silver Hunter comes into view, his hands curled into fists. "I do know how," a second Silver Hunter snarls. "No spell is perfect." My breath catches in my chest. Silver Hunters know magic? Don't they hate magic and everything related to it? Isn't that why they're at our school?

“Okay Argon do not let Anyone get to me if you must throw them in the vortex in the spell they will be consumed by the magic“ he nodded I looked to the other mage and she gave me a wink and pushed her power into me. I started to fight the barrier trying to break it down but it was so thick it was going to take a minute for sure. I started ripping through the spell left and right but to no end it was draining . Then I thought of something Falcon had said of her magic and blood. I looked around and saw a screw and pricked my hand with it and pushed the blood out the pain from the sting of it pricking me was little to nothing but it was a weird feeling. I spelled my blood with my magic making m

She knock at the huge door and it opened instantly, she saw Merfoy sitting alone on the huge table as he uses his three-layered glasses while reading the magic book. “You came earlier than I thought,” Merfoy said as he pull down his glasses to see her. “I can’t wait to hear news from you Merfoy,” she said as she approach him. “Well, come in and take a seat.” Merfoy removed his glasses as he turn some pages of the book. “So what’s the news?” Niffa ask. Merfoy showed her the magic book as she read the page. She was shocked to read the texts which indicate their past life like how she was trained by Rico during her childhood years and also how Rico becomes the violet-eyed sorcerer throughout th

[However, even if the soldiers didn’t opened it completely, something from the inside busted the door, almost like an explosion. Luckily, the soldiers and horses weren’t harmed because of Captain Rian’s support magic, it is a thick transparent shield. The wagon was covered in a dark smoke, a mummy (human wrapped in bandage) who made the explosion has his body busted. Its body was well-planned to stick on the door of the wagon]

I drop the medium size book on the table and let them feast their eyes on what is clearly written on the front page. “History of Werewolf and Lycan Magics.” Ha! Cain’s smirk falls and Safira chuckles incredulously. She drops her book on the table and I feel the smile on my face fall off. “History of Werewolf and Lycan Magics.” Cain drops his too and a pit forms in my stomach. “History of Werewolf and Lycan Magics.” I let out the most frustrated groan I ever have and Safira cackles.

The three magic Knights Leaders went out of the portal and stood on the three chairs placed on the sides of the King’s chair. “And let’s welcome our Kingdom’s Magic Leader, King Magnus!” everyone rose from their seats to welcome the King. King Magnus is a fire mage, my father met with him once and I remembered that his aura is as tremendous as my father. He talked to me before and he was really kind but he’s aura is just so powerful that even though he showed kindness towards me, I still kept a distance.

Mia—quiet werewolf girl, amber eyes, book already open, notebook covered in doodles of moons and paws. She nods shy—offers half-smile, ears twitching under glamour. Class starts—Shakespeare intro. But whispers follow. “Seras’s brother.” “Fire wizard.” “Think he’s as strong as her?” “Bet he can’t even light a candle without burning his hand.” I focus on notes. Sparks dance on pen tip—controlled, tiny flame writing words in glowing script before fading. Mia glances—eyes curious. **Mia (whisper):** “Neat trick.”

I might as well ask some questions if I need to be awake to meet the Council soon. "It's kinda complicated. That water runs through my veins, like blood. So, it's actually magic. I figured the only way to kill a magic fire was with magic water. And it worked," he shrugs like it's not big thing. But it is! Its a huge thing!