Magic Users Novels & Stories

“A man could well lose his part to her gentle touch!” “Then what have you planned?” Jaecar’s black brows lifted in interest. “I intend to play as unfairly as she.” “How’s that?” “A spell an old friend gave me.” “The mage Commander when he trained you.” “Nay.” Magus shook his head. “We rarely saw him. The one that truly trains is his Second in Command, Hawk. He was my mentor.” “And what spell did he give you?” Magus beamed. “One to melt a woman who’s toyed with you too long. One he wrote for a particular little mage that had been teasing him below the breeches.”

now, the time has arrived for 4th question, as the new question shows up, things are getting hard for people to vote, 1st book holder shows up, and he said, he expresses his thought in such a way that leaves influencesthemararterial They all are magicians, they know how to manipulate and negotiate with people, and they are the most dangerous people, not one of them is like humans.

And they told me I wouldn’t have been able to see anything but the motion of Nate’s hand when he knocked Drew out unless I had something they called “magic sight.” They seemed to disagree about nearly everything, so their identical looks of disgruntlement when I started to laugh my ass off made me laugh even more, bordering on hysteria. Because what the fuck did you say to that? “That’s—I can’t—magic? Me?” I choked out. “I’m human, I’m—” “I’m human too!” Nate protested. “Warlocks always are. Werewolves and the like have their own names for anyone who can use magic as a craft, and not just innately.”

Once this was confirmed, he began to deliberate on his next move. ‘Maybe I should try—‘ Before he could conclude his line of thought, a blur made its way towards him. It was the male warrior. He had closed the distance within a second while the female Mage had begun casting a Spell. ‘Chanting, eh? I guess she doesn’t have the [Magic Application] Skill. Must be rarer than I thought.’ [Magic Application] allowed Spells to retain their full power even without the use of Chants. Lucielle had it. Esme had it. Rey had it as well.

After all she reacted to everything differently. "The creature has begun approaching rapidly," Faelan said. "We need to brace ourselves." Faelan was someone very rare among us. While we had awakened abilities such as time control, supernatural strength and fire control, he had awakened magic. Magic was more versatile than our abilities combined and could even display our abilities. I didn't know how that worked but I was impressed by it.

“Oh my stars.” I openly gaped at the magic that was swirling around. A mere lightshow. A low grade ability that even I can do flawlessly. Nonetheless, I believe it was still something to marvel at. Magic was a sight to see. No matter how small. “Amazing isn’t it?” Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.”

When you stood with an alpha who chose ambition over basic decency. The second wave hit me two hundred yards into the territory. These weren't just warriors. These were specialists. Magic users casting spells from protected positions. Archers with silver arrows aimed from rooftops. Rogues hired as mercenaries, all of them desperate and dangerous in the way only those with nothing to lose could be. The first spell hit me, purple witch-fire designed to burn through supernatural defenses. It splashed against my Ghost Wolf power and evaporated, my silver light consuming the dark magic like it was nothing.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

Once inside the library, Meredith helped them find another book. “The Fervour Spell. It’s the only way to kill the Monster.” June read. “It’s a very strong spell and it can hail a firestorm.” Meredith knew all the spells, but she could not cast spells like Madison could. Meredith had super strength, super speed, and could heal quickly. Madison was in possession of the book, but she was not an expert on casting spells. The only way they could do this was by joining hands.

****** Name : Dux Probitatis Strength : 189 Agility : 50 Intelligence : 10 Mana energy : 100 / per hour Mana type : Elemental (Fire) Skills : N/A ****** There were different mana types — Elemental Magic - which drew mana from either of one of the four or five elements (water, fire, earth, air, and sometimes spirit) , fire being the most rare. The next was Superpower Magic that increased the muscle power and strength of a mana user, next was Spellwork Magic, which entirely depended on spells for using Magic, last but not the least, instead the most rarest and powerful, Chaos Magic.