Magic Orb Novels & Stories

Azalea mentioned. “What exactly did she steal from you?” King Hayes asked him. “She came here and seduced me, before stealing one of our sacred orbs. I know for a fact that she doesn’t know what it’s for, and with Eligor using her, I’m assuming that he’s the one who had her steal it,” King Brennus realized. “What exactly does the orb do?” I asked. “It helps to stabilize and conceal magic. Considering the fact that we haven’t found any surges of dark magic anywhere, might mean that Eligor is using the orb to control the magic and keep it hidden from us,” King Brennus explained.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

As soon as everyone is on the field the Exam Master began. “We’re going to start with your power ball. Let me see your magic” we did so. Everyone created a power ball in our hands. I saw some mage created a ball of wind, fire, rock, mirror, cloud and a lot more. On my right hand is a ball of light. I was smiling at my magic ball until I was blinded with so much light. The light was too blinding that I was sure that I wasn’t the only one who was affected. After almost a minute, the blinding light started to vanish into thin air and my sight was back to normal. I saw almost all the mages looking at me. I was in the back most of the crowd so they were all looking back to me.

“Can you tell me your name?” Morrigan inquired as she stared at the eyes of the child. Those eyes are dark and blank, almost lifeless. A gaze that is all familiar to her. The child didn’t respond to her but instead reached out for a handheld mirror ornate with pearls. “Can you understand me?” She asked. The child looked at her and nodded, after that brief nod the child went back to appreciate the details in the mirror. “Can you talk?” This time even though the child didn’t look at her it timidly nodded its head.

"This place doesn't play fair." "Fair was never an option," Amelia shot back, her chestnut hair plastered to her forehead with sweat. She paused, taking in the sight of the artifact glinting malevolently in the dim light. It was an orb encased in twisted metal, pulsing with an energy that felt at once enticing and dangerous. "Careful with that," Gabriel cautioned, moving closer. "It reeks of dark enchantment." "Could it help us break the curse?" Amelia asked, her blue eyes reflecting the orb's eerie glow.

Damian said as Gildart asked, "Can someone explain this to me?" "Well you see, the control orb is pretty dangerous as it has the ability to control any being within a certain area. This must be why we're seeing some ants in the pile. But the problem is this, if you kill the wielder of the orb, it automatically enters into you making you either have the ability or taking over you, but the boy managed to seal the control orb without getting it's powers or being controlled by it." "It's possible that the boy could pull it off without magic but to take all this beast on his own should be impossible..." Dr Mayumi said as Gildart replied, "Unless he was helped out"

She reached into her robes and withdrew a mystical orb, smooth and glasslike, which glowed softly. “A mystical orb, every moon-seer owns one” she said. “It will clear all doubt and confusion.” Arielle’s pulse raced. “I don’t think I should—” “Place your hands on it dear,” Nyra said gently. The room held its breath. Ethan shifted, then stilled. “You don’t have to,” he said, voice tight. “It won’t hurt you,” Nyra assured. Arielle hesitated, then stepped forward. Her hands trembled as she laid her palms against the orb.

"Give me the Orb! Now!" The older man, his face drawn white with terror, moved hastily to untie a leather pouch around his waist. He retrieved a small, shining orb, its surface glowing with a light from within. It was the citadel's artifact the very epicenter of its magic, able to enhance the will of its leader and hold even the strongest of forces.

I closed my eyes and allowed my thoughts to focus on unlocking the memory orb. I sensed the magical energy emanating from the glass sphere and let my own energy flow into it, absorbing some of its power. I slowed my breathing, listening to the vibrations passing through my fingers and into my body. I imagined the orb as a small, delicate package, tied with multiple taut strings that protected its contents from being revealed.

Finally, this loser is asking the right questions. “It’s very simple… all you have to do is make her believe Rhett can’t protect her better than you can.” I reach into my jacket and pull out a glowing blue orb. “What is that?” “This is powerful magic,” I say, pressing a kiss to the orb. “All you have to do is give this to Lucy… and she’ll see the games Rhett’s been playing with her.” “What does it do? I don’t understand!” he growls, snatching the orb from my hand.