Magic User Name Novels & Stories

“Let me see it.” I handed over the parchment like it was a sacred artifact. “Read it and weep, old man.” It was rare that I teased him about his age, but sometimes I couldn’t resist. His eyes crinkled with amusement, his eyes filled with amusement. He also looked proud of me, which I loved to see. To think, this man could’ve been my professor at one point. But I wasn’t going to think about this because it didn’t matter. Micah chuckled, scanning the seal at the bottom. “Robin Delgado–Volkov, Witch Class A, Specialization: Elemental and Lunar Magic… impressive. Did you bribe someone?”

*heart heart* ~~ Maria thought she could, that it'd be as easy as saying her own name, she already practiced it over and over in her head. 'Your double is my nemesis from Spain,' she'd say, 'he has no good intentions and he is an irresponsible jerk who hit me and saw nothing wrong with it. He also tried to kill my dreams, so please, protect me from all of this. Shelter me.' And he'd pull her into a hug and kiss her forehead. Then he'd swear never to leave her side. It was easy, like ABC but now it felt like saying it backward, there was no right way to go about it and there could be too many mistakes, one mistake meant destabilizing the whole of the process, everything they had. She wanted t

The dropbox glinted before a window popped up. SELL MAGIC METAL (PURE) (200KG)? “T-Two…” My scaly fingers rattled at the number.I sucked a breath and felt my head dizzy, before I decided to ignore the number and pressed the YES button. Another window popped out. CONGRATULATIONS! YOU’VE SOLD AN ITEM! DESCRIPTION MAGIC METAL (PURE) Used for smithing (Mainly weapons and armor) Usually found in Mangreatle cave in Kingdom of Rustaval Sold for 70 silver coins per KG

It’s Catherine. “Superstar,” I mumble. They probably think I’m crazy. It’s either I am crazy or that’s her. Lucas laughs. I notice now he’s on his feet and with Sam’s phone. “What’s so funny?” I ask. “Her bio literally says I’m not a superstar,” Lucas answers. What? Why would she write that? Lucas offers me the phone before I can grab it. “Look at it right there, Cal.” Everything on the screen blurs except for her username. Mama_mace. What the—? She has a kid named Mace. For who?

"Well, do you want there to be an us? Do you want to take on the world with a werewolf, who already has two kids and an overly helpful nosey best friend who has been waiting to meet you since I first caught your scent, at your side as your boyfriend with the eventual possibility of marriage?" "I, a mere human with an adopted daughter, accept your offer. Though, before I meet this overly helpful nosey best friend, I do need to pick Abby up from my younger brother's place," she grinned up at me and I would be lying if I said that I wasn't the happiest werewolf in the world right now. My mate, who happens to already know of the supernatural world thanks to her wonderful best friend, god rest he

She interrupted him and turned back to me, smiling sweetly. "Hello, dear, I'm Maggie but my close people call me Maggs. And of course, I give you full permission to call me Maggs as well because you're so beautiful and I think I've seen you in papers so you're beautiful and a celebrity. I'm the owner of this place so from today onwards whenever you come here, I'll serve you personally and you'll have a special discount as well. And if you need t-"

the girl retorted, “What's your name,?“ Magician asked, “Blanche,” she retorted, “Blanche, what a beautiful name, very lovely,” Magician said, “my name Is Tunnel, but they called me Magician” he said, “Magician, do you have magic,” Blanche asked, “yeah, but, I lost some,” Magician said, “Sorry about that,” Blanche said, “Can I know where you live,?“ Magician asked,

It seemed all of these shifters had dazzling toothy smiles that showed their prominent canines. "You must be the witch," he said while walking over to me. "She has a name, Arlo," Cassius scolded, shaking his head. "Nice to meet you, Arlo, I'm Selene," I said holding my hand out in greeting. Arlo took it and flashed that carefree grin again. "So proper," he teased. "Nice to meet you, Madam Selene." He gave a mock bow. I couldn't help but smile at his rambunctious energy.

Yet, amidst the shadows of her desolation, a spark of intrigue emerged when she encountered a magic user unlike any she had known before. On one fateful evening, as the moon hung low and the stars seemed to shimmer with secrets, Isolde's path crossed with a man named Eamon. He exuded an aura of mystique, his presence a melody that resonated with the depths of her being. Eamon was not a witch or wizard, but a magic user – someone who wielded the arcane without the trappings of the traditional magical arts.

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