Magic User Name Novels & Stories

“But they didn't say that your powers couldn't work against white magic. Pure magic The woman added and removed the Cape that was covering her face. She started to walk towards Alice slowly and stopped walking a few feet away from her. Alice's eyes flew to the woman's nails immediately. Due to her powers even though a dark or black witch tried to conceal their identity, Alice would be able to see their true colours by looking at their names even though it appeared normal to others, especially humans. Joan and Johnathan had the same powers.

As revolting as it was to think of having to be Jack at all, he’d made it seem like it was going to be impossible for Slate to fool Maura into thinking he was Jack, and Slate resented the idea that anyone thought him incapable of fooling the girl. It wasn’t like she was some mentally astute rocket scientist. She was a high school cheerleader, a dingy one at that, and he was pretty sure he could find a way to get the book back, if it was still in her house. He just needed to fool her into letting him in. “Hi,” one of the mages, a tall brunette with glassy blue eyes said. “What’s up?” “Yeah, you look like you have something on your mind, chief,” a dangerous-looking redhead said as she folded h

He said. “First is Bacchus. His real name is George Miller, one of the gang leader’s right hand. Then Atlas, real name is Mario Ching. He is their intelligence. Minotaur, real name is Fred Lim. I think he’s one of their snipers. Cupid is Jay Kenley. He’s their hacker. And Pegasus is Jacob Frias, best in hand to hand combat.” Miko announced. “Let’s hope that they are the only one here.” I said.

he declars, his eyes burning with determination. Gin, the enigmatic magician of our group, has an array of abilities at his disposal. He could manipulate magic to conjure powerful spells, exhibit incredible telepathic prowess, and blink into places with the swiftness of thought. "I can use my magic to provide us with an advantage," Gin offers, his voice steady. "My telepathy will keep us informed, and my ability to blink will allow us to move quickly and quietly."

I whipped around to face the red-haired witch, my eyes wide in surprise…only to have her burst out laughing. "Maggie has a wicked sense of humor," Darcia told me while shaking his head. "Ignore her." "Sorry," Maggie said, wiping tears off the corner of her eyes. "I'm Margaret Lopez, but just call me Maggie. So? To what do I own this visit?" "We want to know something that's a little confidential." Cameron told her. "However…I do want to know if you can keep it among the six of us or do you need to report to your coven?"

the girl said, sitting on her bed. Zia moved her hands quickly gesturing "it's fine" Zia placed her bags beside her bed and sat down on her bed slowly "I am No--ra." she yawned, "nice meeting you" Zia wrote quickly and showed her the book "I am Zia, nice meeting you too" "Are you a magic user or a non-magic user ?" Nora asked slowly lying on her bed facing Zia "I can't use magic," she wrote and showed it to her

Deciding silence was the better option, she waited for her turn. When it came, she tumbled into the room, nearly tripping over the threshold. Mr. Bradley, perched behind his desk with his usual ridiculous reading glasses balanced at the tip of his nose, greeted her with an amused smirk. "Please come in, young man," he said, sipping his tea. "Thank you, sir," she rumbled, adopting her best “manly” voice. "And your name?" "My name? I’m… uh… Patrick. Patrick Smith, sir."

Hana said with a smile to Claura. Seeing that Hana was fine calmed Claura's beating heart. Claura squeezed Hana's hand and said slowly, "Sirrius is always in the top 5 of the strongest people on the ZAC rankings. He possesses extremely demonic magic; you know about illusions?" And without waiting for Hana to answer, Claura said. "Sirrius is the master of illusion magic. Anyone who falls into his daze becomes naïve and out of control. From there, he always won with ease. The nickname that never once failed was the name people gave him, a sloppy and cold man with a half-destroyed face," "Has he ever challenged anyone?" Hana asked.

When they saw me, they looked like they wanted to run but couldn't. "It's going to be okay," I said delicately. Then to Sera, "What are you doing?" A look of panic crossed Sera's face before her eyes rolled back inside her head, and they were replaced with twin pools of red, like blood. "Sera isn't here right now," she said, and my light was extinguished. "I am Mizrabel, a sorceress from the land of Polonias. With her longing for friends and for power, this child was easy to coerce into wakening me. Now everyone in the land will pay, especially you. If you dare, come for me, and we will see who is meant to rule the land." The voice, which sounded nothing like Sera's, cackled and was gone.

“Alright, sir. I apologize. I failed to get your name. My only excuse is it’s been one night I wish to forget for a very long time.” “Yes, of course, quite understandable. You may call me Magus Elwin. It will be my pleasure to assist you in starting this endeavour. I promise you that you and your entourage are in excellent hands.”