Magic World Of Warcraft Novels & Stories

But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.

In this world, supernatural beings such as werewolves, vampires, witches, fairies, they all roam and live freely like modern humans on Earth. Even though the civilization in this world is almost the same as the modern civilization on Earth, the civilization here still uses magic power. There is no pollution in this world, there are still many forests. The size of the continent in this place is also many times bigger so to get to other continents they use a portal gate. There are still many great Empires here. The forest where she is located is one of the smallest forests in the world called Sulime Realm.

But they must change at least once every forty-eight hours or the gene in their blood will create havoc in their system. Hmm. She wondered what kind of havoc? "What do you think, Mischief? What would happen to them?" "Mrow." Mischief leaned back and rubbed her head against Jamie's tummy. "My thoughts exactly." "In human form the warrior men are extremely masculine. The hair on their head is thick and luxurious, their body is muscular but lean and they are endowed with a larger-than-normal penis." What? Holy shit! The pulse between her thighs woke up, thudding in her suddenly wet pussy and her nipples tingled as she stared at the drawing. How was it even possible something that large would fi

Across the rubble-strewn wall, Varrow stepped forward through the mist. The warlord’s armour gleamed like obsidian oil, runes glowing faintly red across its black plates. The crown wrought into his helm was jagged, wrong, a set of barbs curving like broken teeth around his skull. His presence pressed against the air itself; the mist bent away from him, curling back like smoke recoiling from flame. The Guild did not move. The beasts did not move. Even the warlocks below stood still, hands half-raised, waiting.

I stumbled on the other side, fell to my knees, and vomited onto the cold stone floor. Behind me, the portal sealed with a sound like thunder. And then the ground shook. Not a tremor. Not a shudder. A full, rolling earthquake that cracked the walls and sent dust raining from the ceiling. I pressed my hand to the floor and held on. The Orb pulsed brighter. The earthquake spread outward, beyond the chamber, beyond the forest, across the entire seven realms. Magic had returned to the human world. I smiled, this was the beginning of a new era. An era that would usher in my reign as the most powerful creature in all the seven realms and beyond.

They are used to make beast weapons and emitt the chatacteristics of the beast depending on the level of the beast. *Witches The enemy of the mages. They are simply evil mages who wants to take over the world and release havok. *Warlock They are the warriors of the witches. They fight and cause havok in the land and also forcefully turning other mages to the possessed ones. *Possessed Mages that have been forcefully recruited to work for the witches. *Mages Society An association of mages who helps to fight against the witches. They are mostly consisted of high mages and archmages. They help to promote peace in the land and they rule the mages.

she trailed off staring at nothing. "Mage...isn't mage similar to a wizard?" Xavier asked hesitantly. "No!" Jade replied defiantly. "A mage is a wizard, yes, but he is a wizard who has chosen the dark path, a mage is a wizard who practices dark magic. A normal wizard wouldn't dare to do so, its forbidden", Jade's irises had red rings around them. She was upset and angry. Xaver just nodded. He understood where she was coming from. He knew the feeling. When a werewolf went rogue, he felt the same anger and remorse. No king or queen wanted their people to choose the wrong path.

Zarina asked in a worried voice. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I said, “Didn’t you just say that we could you know ‘teleport’” “You can only teleport to the portal. After that, you will have to rely on your legs to take to the stone. Magic doesn’t work in the Mystic Land, dragons and werewolves will lose their power too.” “What the Bloody Hell! Why didn’t you tell us earlier? I am not taking my baby girl on this suicide mission! Tyson must be crazy to think that I will.” I said walking towards Tyson.

“It did, however when Mazikeen was created because of Monar’s lust for as much power as he could get, the gods stepped in and created someone who could defeat Mazikeen. Me. I was created to grow in power just like how Mazikeen grows too but I am always to be a little ahead of him in level of power. I represents everything which Mazikeen oppose just as he represents everything I opposed but rather, I was not well versed in the issue and so the gods decided to punish not just me but also the world we came from. The name is the forgotten world is forever forgotten and if we want to remember… well I made it worse because how can we remember the name of a place which is supposed to be forgotten i

“I’m a Magyc , Aqua and Terra, to be exact. Though I can tap into other cores if I focus.” I just stared at him, unsure if I’d heard right. “A Magyc?” “Yep,” he said casually. “You probably call us witches or warlocks, but trust me, there are major differences.” I couldn’t even find words. “So you’re telling me you’re a mythical supernatural?” I asked quietly, almost afraid to say it too loudly as if the illusion would break. “I am,” he said simply. “We all are.” My eyes flicked toward Raven and Damon.