Magic Shop Novels & Stories

Zane looks at the gear and walks forward to the counter and asks, "what's this? Can you explain it to me? I'm a new shopper." "This is the finest craft I have. Magic infused armor that uses your mana to provide a physical defense. And this sword is 'Mronie'. Crafted from the finest metal anyone can find, which is 'Prijon', it's infused with magic as well to make it lighter," the shopkeeper explained thoroughly and politely. "Does he even have any Gold or silver to pay for all that?" Clarissa asked Lucia. "I'm not sure as well," Lucia bluntly said. "If he doesn't have any, looks like we'll have to pay for it ourselves," Lucia added.

And in Public! On his way to the Hunter Corp, Silver stumbled at a small potion shop. It had a sigh that named it, Crooked Wizard. The Stop itself looked like a hut build from obsidian black stone. The hut had a metallic sheen to it. He stared at it for a while. Another signboard said they trade blood sack. He quickly opened the door.

The marketplace was crowded with vendors selling a wide range of goods, from colorful clothing to fragrant spices. I browsed various items as I moved from booth to booth. Other items included magnificent porcelain, exquisitely crafted jewelry, and well made baskets. I wanted something unusual that would stand out, even though each piece has its own attraction. After some time, I saw a little shop tucked away in a quiet market corner. The business had a pleasantly rustic appearance, and the word "Moonlight Treasures" was hand-painted above the entrance. It seemed strange that I had found a company with a name like that given my connection to the Moon goddess.

That leads me to be with Leonard, Tula, Hala, and Syl, who pulls Machiv along, most likely to keep him in sight since he likes him, can't deny that, and find the silver shop that was talked about a while ago. We do find it after walking a few minutes, and go inside. Inside are glass showcases with flat surfaces with many shining rings, bracelets, and chains. Hala and Tula immediately start looking at a section with earrings and other accessories, and the owner, a man with greying hair and a wrinkled but kind face comes over and attends to them. I follow after and so does everyone else while we look at the products. "Hello, Mr. Hoyt," says Hala as she reads his nametag, "I'm looking for some

She walks into the largest clothes shop and selling another three stand long and large mirror. She had found out seven days ago that her furniture's warehouse had the ability to replace things taken out from the warehouse after forty eight hours. So now she wants to sell two set make up tables and three stand long big mirror . After showing one of the mirror and the makeup table to the owner. She offer to pay six hundred silver taels for each mirror and also six hundred silver taels for each of the make up table .

Maeve Three Years Ago “Norman, what are we going to do?” I hear my mother saying to my father. I’ve just gotten out of school and I’ve come to help my parents in our shop, Conjuror’s Alchemy. They bought this store a year ago when they left their coven. They wanted a fresh start, and while the store sells things to non-witches who want to pretend that they are doing witchy things, it’s a front for real witches that need to obtain certain items to create real spells.

But I did live in Salem, after all. If magic were going to happen anywhere, it'd be in our town. Our regular spot was a movie rental place called Warehouse Video. Classic movie posters were plastered on the windows, and a neon sign hung along the top. It actually said AREHOUSE VID thanks to several missing light bulbs, but I liked it that way. It was "our house." The place probably would've closed up a long time ago, but the owner's son got the brilliant idea to add a coffee shop. The inside reminded me of what I thought a seventies disco would look like, and it smelled like stale popcorn and frothy coffee.

I've just been satisfying my craving to sleep with every pretty woman since I lost her. Since that's the only time I'm in my complete human form, they were the ones that would always approach me, mainly at night. When daylight comes, I vanish as if I've never been here, and nobody, except my family and my late wife, is aware of anything like that. I must therefore find a woman or my mate who adores my beast form if I want to return to normal. I asked myself, "How's that even possible?". "Who are you? Why are you alone at that hour of the night in that forest? What made you offer to aid a complete stranger in need? See where your generosity takes you? People get afraid at the mere mention of

As he opened the door, a small bell dinged, alerting the workers that we had entered the store. The space was deceptively large. It was too big to fit in the small brick building I saw outside. There were rows upon rows of glass cases, each one stuffed with precious baubles and beautiful works of art. One case was nothing but ornate knives, while another had wands and crystals. “This is where we will be getting your medium,” Xaden said as he walked around me, leading me further in. When I got close enough to a case, my breath was stolen as I stared at the beautiful variations available here.

"Come come come! Mystical mask for sale that could hide your features and turn it to any guise the user wants! Your energy signatures will also be altered to avoid exposure! Come come come! This is a limited edition item! A priceless artifact of the ages!" one merchant yelled. "Enchanting Perfume for sale! Could make your lover stay up all night and even until the next nights throughout ONE WHOLE WEEK! Take it while it’s still available!" another peddler shouted. They were all advertising their wares and some were shameless than most. "I want that enchanting perfume, brother!" Uwyn's thoughts were sidelined by one of the seller’s sales talk.