Magic Power Web Novels & Stories

The people here could have extraordinary powers when they wielded them. But there is one condition that required for someone to make use of them. That is Talent, the old Eduard was sent here by his family due to his incapability in wielding either of the two. Everyone should be capable to wield them as long as they practiced, but he was one of the special cases that can not have the chance to use them. "System what are your abilities?". He asked. He is expecting to heard a response from the system. Eduard waited for the system response but only the display on the screen change. Displaying some rowdy words.

"Why will you ask such a question?" "Is it possible?" I ignored her question and she nodded. "Yeah, it is very possible but impossible." She said and I frowned. "What do you mean by that?" "The moon powers can only be retrieved with the Suppressing power lantern, it absorbs all powers straight to the lantern and the person will totally become normal and useless,worse and might face his/her death. It's impossible because nobody would dare go against the Moon King or goddess without getting killed." She said and I gave a long sigh.

Octavia Pov It has been 2 months since I got here. I am now a better fighter and I am also very strong. Mother has put me and Lila through lots of hard tests. We have battled different monsters, and we managed to kill some with few injuries and some injuries end up very fatal, but all in all, we still killed them. I am now in sync with my powers, I can control all elements and sometimes when I get too angry the weather changes, I also have telekinesis and I also disappear and appear at will, but the most cool one is that I can make any werewolf stop moving. Mother really improved my powers, but the sad thing is she also improved Marcus's power to make everything fair, but I don’t know which

Lightning replied strongly and I felt slightly ashamed of myself. Knowing I was no longer alone in my thoughts, I allowed myself to change back to my human form and even I was amazed by the manner in which my human cloth was torn also. Usually, as an Alpha of the Moon Shine Pack, I have the unusual power of shifting to my wolf form without having to hide behind a tree to change my clothes before and after transformation. It automatically changes with me anywhere, anytime, and so yea, i'm stunned because this is the first time I will be having a tattered cloth due to a crazy run in the forest.

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.

Magic is power. Anyone who tells you differently is fooling themselves. And with power comes prices. The question is always what the price will be. Will I be able to speak after expending my power, or will I be bedridden to ensure that everything happens the way it is supposed to?

The new Magic Radio Tower is a new creation from the Research and Development Department that were made under my order. Unlike the normal Radio tower that used wire for power and connections in between the tower. The new Magic Radio Tower, is actually powered fully by the mana Core and also enchanted with dozens of magical enchantment for connections, signal managements and some other stuff. It was actually become a land satellite systems, and it was thousand times stronger than the normal radio tower with coverage of signals that can cover a lot of range.

Her vision swam as she tried to focus on the pages, searching for anything that could help. A passage written in her mother's careful hand flashed before her, When power overwhelms, remember: magic is not just will, it is breath. Breathe in the world's energy. Breathe out your intent, let it flow through you, not from you. Become the channel, not the source. Become the channel, not the source- Korra muttered.

He wanted his cousin. He slammed his palm onto Daryl’s chest, forcing his magic not into the Prisoner but into the thread of his bloodline. A desperate gamble. If their blood was truly rare enough to chain monsters, then maybe — just maybe — it could resist them too. For an instant, the silver dimmed. Daryl’s own voice broke through: “Killian— don’t— let go—” And then the Prisoner roared, using his body like a weapon, flinging Killian backward into the crypt wall hard enough to crack stone.

She obliged but only on the strict condition that she would no longer do stupid shit like that. "I mean it, Malia, if I ever catch you doing black magic ever again, you will be without your powers forever." Magdalene said sternly, and she agreed that she would never do that again. She got her powers back. I suspected that she was still practicing it, but I never caught her in the act, or maybe she just got better at hiding it.