Magic World Novels & Stories

I sneer, dragging her back to Anastasia and march right back into the fracas of magic. Magical lights of blue, green, purple, yellow, red, gold splash across the sky. It's actually really pretty. It's funny because the black magic coming from the Abyss isn't even half as powerful as ours is. They don't actually know how to use offensive magic. All they are able to do is put up weak shields that crumble moments later. I'd laugh... but now's not the time.

Bruce asks me. I shake my head. "I could use a ride if you don't mind. I am not sure I am ready to drive today," I say. I know I am not ready to drive. "I can take you, but first, I have to tell you something. I made some calls while you were sorting through some things. I wanted to give you some space. I found both of your uncles. They own a little magic shop in New Orleans. It is called Elemental Magic," Bruce says.

I was the changeling, I thought, dazed, as his words began to make sense. A siren changeling. My voice had magic. A different sort of magic to the sharp, bitter metallic tang of the mages. I possessed the sort of magic that lured ogres to sleep when lullabies were sung, and mages to spill their seed when I cried out in pleasure.

The scene is very chaotic and heart-wrenching as blood-curdling screams resonated throughout the entire place. In the Majika World, Mages and Black Wizards help each other defeat the flesh-eating demons and monsters that suddenly appeared. The young child, Mirai, together with Regit and the legendary snake Armani, leads the armies bravely to defeat the flying demons and monsters. Because of the spellbook that Luna gave to Mirai, she became the most powerful mage in the entire Majika World. However, death is inevitable this time because they can’t save everyone all at once. Demons and monsters were way too many, and they were outnumbered tenfold. Extreme fear assailed everyone and almost gave

"My Luna, please come back to me." And that was when something inside of me snapped. "NO!" I screamed. With all of the power that I held within me, I threw my arms out and a shockwave rolled across the battlefield. As it did, I watched with relief as the wolves were freed from the magic. Tears filled the corners of my eyes as I watched everyone stand, including Tor. I looked at him and smiled with relief. His eyes poured into mine with happiness that quickly turned to dread. I caught a glint of metal in my eye and just as I turned, Damion was bringing down a dagger to my heart.

“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.