Magic Orb Novels & Stories

Bruce asks me. I shake my head. "I could use a ride if you don't mind. I am not sure I am ready to drive today," I say. I know I am not ready to drive. "I can take you, but first, I have to tell you something. I made some calls while you were sorting through some things. I wanted to give you some space. I found both of your uncles. They own a little magic shop in New Orleans. It is called Elemental Magic," Bruce says.

It feels…sweet and kind and gentle. “They are very sensitive, sweet beings,” he says to me, watching them. They finally pull back, wiping their eyes. “Can you do good magic? I’m Iza, by the way.” The others introduce themselves to me, Athalin, Kazu and Lewa. “So, can you?” “Do good magic?” I think for a moment, then pull a ball of light into my hand. There’s a lot of oohing and aahing. “Can we touch it?”

When I step into the crescent moon stand. I feel a tiny pulse of magic under my feet, I heard magic decides the truth or the lie. The minute it is activated, I sense a truth ward coiling around both my wrists. I peer back at Kieran again, he sits down like a machine staring into space. It was like his presence had vanished.

Frowning, he asked, "What are the uses of this orb?" "It can be used as medicine or a premium material for magical tools." A look of envy washed over Michael's face, and he couldn't help but gulp and continue, "The easiest method is to consume it directly. "For regular people, it can boost their health and longevity. But if a sick person takes it, all their illnesses will be cured. Even if it's a terminal disease, they can recover almost right away. "Should an ancient martial artist take it, it will increase their cultivation. The ones below Master Level will elevate straight to Master Level. For those above that level, it will be a piece of cake to ascend to the next level."

It pulsed softly with a glow that changed from moonstone silver to deep amethyst, as if the very air around it hummed in recognition. "This," she said with reverence, "is called the Magical Orb. It’s used to recognize all the blessed wolves. Please, place your hand on it. Let your wolf feel her worth." I was already feeling it—the pulse of my wolf’s power. It surged through my veins like molten silver. I stepped forward, my breath slightly ragged with anticipation. This was it. Just one hour left before I would leave this Pack. I didn’t want to waste any more time. Without hesitation, I pressed both palms onto the orb.

Its surface shimmered with a thousand colors, a breathtaking display of light and power that left them awestruck. As Lyra reached out to touch the orb, she felt a surge of energy coursing through her veins, a connection to something ancient, powerful, and profound. The orb resonated with her inner energy, amplifying her abilities, enhancing her connection to the earth, and granting her access to a power she had never known existed. The orb wasn’t merely an object; it was a key, a conduit to a power that could change the world, a power they now held in their hands.

"You're telling us to do the impossible! How do you expect us to take up this beast! We'll die!" Ube shook his head. "There is no other choice. The orb resides in the belly of the creature. It's the only way to get it." I frowned, still trying to wrap my head around everything. "What is this core exactly, and why is it so important?" Ube's eyes sparkled with a glint of excitement. "The orb is a rare jewel that can be used to conjure anything, even a portal to the ordinal realm. You see, portals aren't something that can be made. Only specific individuals have the ability to do so, but none of those individuals reside in this realm."

"I've got orders. I'm inspecting our Luna's previous pack. Whoever the fucker was in charge of it is going to be dragged in front of Zale. They let her get abused." Marx sucked his lips against his teeth and whistled. "Hate to be them," he agreed. He rummaged in his hut and pulled out the small magical orb he was in charge of. "Get ready, it'll only be down for a few seconds. You got a plan for letting me know when you're back?" "I'll be here again in exactly forty-eight hours. Pull it open than to let me through." I shook the excess snow off my body and swayed back and forth, eyes locked on the glassy-like barrier.

I cried, and I started to panic. "Bobby!! Mira cried weakly. 'Bobby, please don't leave us. " "Dad, please wake up. Don't leave us." Brent sobbed. "Bobby, please." I sobbed. "Please help me heal him. " I mentally begged as I thought of the orb. I smiled when the orb appeared on my fingertip and hovered on Bobby's body. Then, slowly, black smoke came out of his body. "Black Magic. " Mira whispered. She rushed to one of their drawers, and when she returned, she was carrying a vial. She chanted a spell, and the black smoke went into the vial, and she quickly closed it.

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”