Magic Series Novels & Stories

she asked. "The portal for going back to the twenty first century has been closed presently. In the meantime, you have to remain here and fight for the people. You have to become Beatrice completely." Matilda took some time to gather her thoughts together. After a while, the spoke to herself. "Your name is Beatrice and you can do this." Then she turned to Nomar and spoke to him. "Alright then, Beatrice is ready. Show me how to use this magic you said I have been blessed with."

As soon as their eyes meet,the beating of her heart went haywire. It was just a split second but it seems like forever that thier eyes connected. He started ordering and as soon as he's done the other two made their order also. She got busy taking down notes that she didn't realize two pair of eyes is looking at her intently. When she was done she repeated their order again to confirm. "Is that all sir?" She ask. "Yes,for now,"the one wearing a black suit answered her. "I will get back as soon as your order is done,"she said.

I had a sinking feeling I knew who it was against too, because no ordinary group could cause this much damage. "Come on. Let's try our comms and see if we can report back." Sebastion muttered, walking back towards the horses. Being this far out, I would doubt it worked. Our comms where one of the very few sources of magic that worked. Magic had been dead for a long time. They had been banned by Drakos's great great great grand father Malfathicus. So our possession of these items was highly forbidden and was grounds for death. That was why we only shared comms between Sebastion, myself, and the Master.

It is dripping a lot of blood, its eyes is crying, like asking for help] “Su..su..su..suff—suffer..” the mummy mumbling and stumbling on saying the word, however, when it did, it suddenly exploded causing a lot of damage in the gates of the Sewers. [Walls are painted with blood, everyone was surprised, others threw up and Captain Rian’s magical transparent shield was covered in blood. Genesis walked towards Captain Rian and Aster] “Is everyone okay!? Anyone hurt!?” Genesis asked. [Everyone was frozen as ice, other’s nodded to Genesis]

"I did everything you asked. Now give me my reward." From what I knew of Mizrabel, the only thing she intended to give Sera was a short life. "Oh, you were special enough," Mizrabel said. "I wouldn't have been able to bring Lawson back without the unicorn in you." Mizrabel sent an eruption of magic at the girl, causing her to drop to the ground like a sack of onions. "But I don't need you anymore." I didn't know who to help first. Gabe? Heather?

Zayn caught my eye for a brief second, but I quickly looked away, determined not to let him get under my skin again today. Seven, the ever-observant second-in-command, nodded in my direction as I approached. Seleira stood beside him, her arms crossed, eyes scanning the group with her usual sharp focus. I took a deep breath and started stretching, doing my best to avoid eye contact with Zayn. The last thing I needed was another pointless exchange with him. "Oh, the princess is back." I caught whispers from my side. They were trying to keep it low, but did they forget we had supersonic hearing? Or were they just stupid?

I am not well endowed on the chest my breast being a B cup I do though know I have a banging body with my flat tummy flaring out hips and nice ass that I can't wait to bounce while i ride Mr Parker's dick. Hurrying out the house I leave my hair down its naturally wavy having a Brazilian mother and a Black father people can't really pin point my ethnicity I don't care to explain it to them my skin is dark toffee colour ,I have been told my eyes are hazel but change colour What I do know is that I am pretty how could Mr Parker resist this.

"No, it's true enough. It's not something to worry about though. Do you know how hard it is to make silver bullets? Silver birdshot is much easier and a lot more dangerous. Mostly, it's not an issue because the general public doesn't believe in werewolves. Silver bullets aren't in high demand. You might want to keep that in mind though when you're buying jewelry. Make sure you buy gold and not silver." "Why silver though? What's so special about it?" Derek shrugged, "No one knows. There's a lot of good old-fashioned magic involved in being a werewolf. There isn't always a logical, scientific reason for how things work in our world. For instance, how come you'll never have to shave your legs

Lora chased after her deranged brother who was on a murder spree, dropping bodies with every stop. "JRUE! JRUE IT'S ME LORA! STOP THIS JRUE IT'S ME!!!" she shouted at him, trying to catch up with him, but she couldn't catch anything, not even her breathe. Thomas Milner saw the carnage building up inside the room, and it wasn't over yet. He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the

Mia asked again, confused. I didn’t know how to tell her that next part; I thought she wouldn't believe me and might even call me crazy. So, I took a breath in, glanced her side and just blurted out: “he said that gypsy usually use dark magic on things for compelling and sorcery” “HA, WHAT?” she shouted back in shock. She looked at me with a horrified and pale face. She thought for a while and asked again with a hint of a mocking smile on her face: “what does it do?”