Magic World Novels & Stories

“Fionna, dearest, what did you do to the other mages, and can you undo it?” I asked her as I took a peek out the window. Those Buzzards I’d seen flying in were landing all over the clearing outside, and even though there were plenty of wolves howling in the distance to let me know that my pack was summoning anyone and everyone who might be willing to come and help, we were in a world of trouble. I knew that a wolf’s abilities were limited against a mage, especially the ones as powerful as the mages landing outside. I didn’t get a good count, but it looked like there were at least twenty, maybe more. They were of all ages, shapes, sizes, etc. from young women to old men and everything in betw

It did not even matter anymore since the magic system had been successfully wiped off. There was nothing like magic anymore and I was glad. “You do not wish to ever come back to the world, right?” “The world is an evil place, Daisy. No.” She shook her head. I wished I could tell her about the dwindled magic but that would make her anxious. Magic was the whole thing that was keeping their realm together in the first place. Before I was able to speak again, the door to the house opened, and beside my father stood the most glorious wolf I have ever seen in my life.

hundred and six gods and goddesses arrived, the witch looked back at them, she left and went to face the gods. " I am Morolake the daughter from the valley of sorcerers, the only place where magics do not work, city of gods and demigods, the only land where gods had ever been defeated, I shall not fall at thy feat, no matter how vast are you in number," I " shall trample upon your grave, here am i, come and face me, and face your death," she directed a great flame of fire towards them, there was a massive shield, that appeared and made a cover for the gods, Itanforiti asked, as they were covered and the fire took over everywhere, making a great hotness, " what shall we do now?" Antinuke sai

Usually, she was boisterous, loudly jabbering on about our roles as witches. Being a witch herself, Sungul was always proud of the status we hold in the world. People would look upon us as if we were gods. Magic was a mystery that most couldn’t understand. It was chaotic, unknowing and seemingly unyielding, and yet to them we were able to control it with a slew of words or a twirl of a wand. To them, being able to wield magic as “flawlessly” as we can was a sign that we were blessed by the gods.

"Are we really going to buy anything I want?" I pulled out the sleek, black card Lucian had once handed to me and waved it like a wand. "With this? We could buy a castle." His mouth fell open. Okay, maybe that was a little dramatic. He held my hand tightly as we walked through the aisles of the posh children's store like royalty on a spree. His eyes were wide with wonder like he’d just stepped into heaven and it had LEGO walls. “Can I get this, mummy?” he asked, holding up a jacket with stars on it.

But the second they came few inches near it, the glowing light on its core disappeared in an instant. Turns out, they were the only creatures the Gods have restrained to gain the power of the Seed. As a response, the overwhelming power of the Seed flowed through the roots of the tree, marking the birth of Magic in humans. They gained the potential to contain mana and wield it in accordance to their will.

Her experiences became a tapestry of stories, woven with threads of cosmic magic, as she unfolded the mysteries of distant lands and the beings that inhabited them. Luna's tales resonated with lessons of resilience, unity, and the enduring balance of magic. She spoke of alliances forged with mystical beings, challenges faced and conquered, and the cosmic forces that shaped the destiny of enchanted realms. Luna's words were a testament to the interconnected nature of magical worlds, emphasizing the importance of understanding and cooperation.

“Almost everyone did not even realize that the world was real. Unfortunately, some did. Those supernaturals craved its power, so they tainted the Dreamworld, hoping to have control over it. There was an influx of nightmares which destroyed over half of the world. As a result, The Five set rules to how dreamers would be able to interact with the world. They created three gates to separate the boundaries. Unfortunately, the world began to change on its own without the will of The Five. They fought many uprisings and war, but the last war ended with their deaths.” So, it was never supposed to be the nightmarish place I had grown accustomed to. That made me feel a little bit better with the damn

, so we invited them along. We killed the rogues, but one of the young warriors was hurt badly, and he would have died that day, had Maddie not been there. But it also made some of the warriors vary of her. They saw her use her powers, and even though I find it fascinating and amazing, I know how others view it. In other packs they are taught magic is evil and to be afraid of it. Some of the members who have family in other packs, share that view because of the stories they get told when they are there. Some even lived with said family for some of their childhood for various reasons.

I don't know how many times I've walked in circles around this room, but I still can't make up my mind. I spoke to the girl I met earlier. Her name is Meryl and apparently, she’s my maid. She's been patient, answering all my questions like it's no big deal. She thinks I've got some memory loss from... whatever happened to me. This world? It's nothing like Earth. It's a land where mythical creatures like werewolves, vampires, and magic aren't just fantasy stories. They're all real.