Magic Words Novels & Stories

Elena said, handing the book to the winter fairy spirit. “That's because you're special Elena right from the beginning. The prophecy is about to come to pass. I will teach you three great magic spell words from the book of the shadows which you would use only if you are sure it is necessary and you have only one chance to use such a spell.” The winter fairy spirit said, flipping through the book. Elena watches her carefully while she meditates for some minutes until she finally says; “The three words are sotuminu! mustangs vinix! vox tum sanctum vinum!” she tells Elena.

she vowed. The witch doctor smiled approvingly. “Good. Now, there are three types of ancient magic that I can teach you. The first is Elemental Magic, which allows you to harness the power of the natural elements – earth, air, fire, and water. With this magic, you can manipulate the elements to create and control powerful forces.” Agnes’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. “That sounds incredible,” she exclaimed. The witch doctor continued, “The second type of magic is Celestial Magic. This magic connects you to the celestial bodies – the stars, the moon, and the sun. It grants you the ability to draw upon their energy and wield it in your spells and rituals.”

“Place your hands here and repeat this incantation: 'By the power of knowledge and life, I ignite the spark within my core- Let the magic flow forever within my soul. Grant me what I ask and more!'” I placed my hands in the over sized alcoves and shook off my nervousness. “By the power of knowledge and life- I ignite the spark within my core- Let the magic flow and soar- Grant me what I ask and more!” I felt a strong surge of magical energy and gasped from it, feeling overwhelmed and elated at the same time. Glass Arrow Annihilation, Chains of Agony, Soul’s Doom, Drop of Life, Frost Fire Surge, Shadow Frenzy, Eternal Inferno. Mix the spells to make more powerful attacks. I took a step back a

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Two **** I saw Morwen's light still burning past midnight, a lone candle in the highest tower. And when I passed her office the next morning on purpose, just to test the air,her door was wide open, and her voice drifted out, low and sharp as if time itself blinked. She was pacing. Robes swirling like storm clouds. Fingers tracing invisible sigils in the air. “Only three forms of magic can undo true destruction: Chronomancy,banned. Soul-weaving,extinct. And…” She paused. “Perfect Echo. But that's a myth. A fable whispered in forbidden texts.”

I felt uncomfortable. “… there are only two of them. So, by default, they will go against each other. And with our water mages, there are 7. There will be two duels and a battle against three mages. There are twenty-six mages in total. 2 light, 7 water, 2 fire, 4 winds, 2 earth, 3 lightning, 2 spatial, 2 ice, 2 silver, 2 sound. There are different types of magics but only these magics stood out” he’s right. Some magic is really not meant to be used for battling. Although they could still be used on the battle ground, their magic usually can’t keep up to those who have primary magics like me. That’s how unfair magic is. Like snow magic, it can be use to attack enemies but it does not stand a

There was a tall white candle and two polished obsidian stones. "So what kind of magic is this?" Cassius asked observing over my shoulder. "It is called scrying," she said matter-of-factly. Selene stepped between Ares and Magnus to light a piece of kindle in the fireplace. She then walked her flame to the candle and lit the wick before shaking the tinder out. "What does it do?" Kole asked curiously. Every one of us was fascinated by the witch's current actions. "If I do it right, then I should be able to see where Damion is located," she said as she settled herself in my chair directly in front of the candle flame.

"Why do I need to know? I really don't have much business with you." "Well, you need to know." I smiled. "You know a lot about black magic from your father, don't you? Then you should know what I'm about to say." I told her and she eyed me. "Have you heard of a recall spell?" I asked and she knitted her brows at me. "Can you be nice enough to tell me what it's all about?" I batted my eyelashes at her. "When something is secured with a recall, it doesn't change hands unless the owner give it up willingly." She explained.

Far down the pass, an explosion ripped through the snow, and the air filled with the scent of scorched flesh. From the smoke, more figures emerged — but these weren’t Bloodforged. They were guild fighters. Harlow was at the front, sabers gleaming. “Step away from him!” Varrow’s smirk didn’t falter. “Ah. The cavalry.” In the chaos that followed, Killian caught a flash of Daryl’s hand — slipping something small and dark into Varrow’s pocket before stepping back. A seed of magic. Timed magic. Killian realised it just as Varrow’s cloak flared, blocking his sight — and when it dropped again, both Varrow and Daryl were gone.

Words started to appear on the page. My dear daughter, If you are reading this, you have successfully entered your psyche with the amulet your father has given you. The amulet has a piece of me so I will be with you always. I can imagine that this would be the second time you have dove into your psyche. Thanks to your father unsealing you powers. I knew your grandmother would have done that. Please rest my dear. The longer and the more often you do so when you are not at your complete power of a grand witch, the result will not be good. Please take your time learning about magic. Take your time to understand what the ancient words tell you when you are in your psyche. They have only whispere

“There’s nothing to be done for it tonight, dear. We will see what can be done tomorrow.” “Nothing?” I asked. “What about my magic?” “Magic?” Grandma repeated, as if she had no idea I had magic. Or that I knew I had it. She shook her head. “You do not know how to harness the powers that ebb through you, dear. You will have to wait.” “Wait for what? What if they’re dying?” The idea that that black wolf could kill any of the wolves that had been so kind to me was like a stab in my heart.