Magic Novels & Stories

Since he was six months old, he has shown that he has magic, making his toys float, but that is a totally different story. The end

Too hungry. Killian’s knees still pressed to the cold stone, but the talisman’s burn had faded to nothing. The invisible walls around his magic were gone. His shadows surged at once — a living tide inside him, ready to pour out and choke every light in the room. But that same power… bent toward the First’s pull. Like it recognized the voice. From above, the thudding of boots drew closer — the guild forcing their way down. Harlow’s voice carried, raw and sharp:

His pupil dilated and his breathing ragged. "Fuck Hope-" My name rolled down smoothly, sending shiver down the length of my spine "-you are driving me crazy," He rasps out circling his muscular arms around me pulling me into his hard tone muscle. Unconsciously I took a whiff of his intoxicating fragrance. Nor do I fail to pick up the faint smell of a woman's perfume. May. "Jump," And I did. My body felt like I had to obey him.

I am truly taken aback by this girl,what can I possibly do to help her? The servants tell me that she leaves the Manor in the dead cold of night and walks around the grounds while speaking to herself.The snow which has fallen does not even deter her.What frightens me the most though is that the servants tell me she rambles on about magic and the dark arts in her sleep,calling out the names of creatures not of this world.I no longer think I have the strength to deal with her. January 01, 1811

Warren fielded the question, "Archon is a special kind of spirit. He can't interact with the physical world in spirit form, but I can summon him as a protective aura. He is more than capable of grappling with a ghost." Lucinda turned her attention to Theria, "Does he speak the truth?" "I've never seen it, but Warren traveled Highway Sixteen and lived to tell about it," Theria hugged warren, "I believe Warren and I are up to the task." A rosary clutched in Lucinda's hand crossed over her, and she spoke a prayer. "I guess you two will have to do." *** Warren and Theria sat together on the comfortable couch. Mateo took a seat next to his mother. Theria pulled out a small device, "I am going to

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I said. "Mackenzie, seems you don't know who you truly are." Sage shook his head negatively. "What do you mean? Do you know anything?" I asked, staring at him suspiciously. "Sage" Daisy shouted and the atmosphere became tensed as the wind blew heavily. I stood still with the two people in the midst of the wild wind. The man stood his ground and same with Daisy. Sage stretched his hand like he did earlier and the red stuff came out again ready to hit us but Daisy stopped it by stretching her hands as well and a blue light came from hers. It met Sage's own midway and they disappeared.

“And do you know the worse part? She’s hiding something… I swear I slowed my healing but, I can’t just understand what happened.” “What are you talking about?” Alan quickly asked in confusion as he couldn’t make any sense with what his nephew was mumbling about to himself. “I had a cut the other day, so in other not to raise any suspicions I slowed my healing process. She got worried and offered to dress it…” “Go on, Roy.” His uncle encouraged him. “It healed without my effort… it was like she used some sort of black magic, but I didn’t catch a scent of sorcery around her.”

the Dj suddenly changed the beat to slow and tense music. I don't know if it is the music or not but I can see the sudden change in his expression. it shifts from a goofy one to a serious one. It looks more intense than it has ever been. he begins to stare down at me and I wonder why the change in demeanour. I don't know why but I begin to feel butterflies in my stomach. I don't know why I suddenly begin to notice how attractive he is. not that I didn't notice earlier but his lips begin to look sexier as he stares down at me.

her lip quivering as she spoke. "What weapon?" I sounded dumb. "The Knife of Erthyrya. One stab and it takes poofs any individual out of existence." She said without a hint of mockery in her voice. "Sorry, the knife of what now?" I really sound dumb. "Er-thy-ry-a." she ennuciates every sylabol like I was a baby. "It was forged our of a heart of a dragon that consumes all magical essence any person has. And uses that collective power to just zap you out of this world." Luna lets out a heavy sigh.