Magical Cow Novels & Stories

This was their safe space to speak freely and for Gerwulf to practice his magic. "I still remember when we had to bring flashlights, because you could barely get one candle to light," Eloise quipped, laughing loudly as a deep red blush spread across his face. "Yes, well... maybe if... maybe if I didn't have this on I could develop my magick faster," Gerwulf sighed hard, referring to the thick red woven collar around his neck.

" If you can be a mermaid, anything can happen scarf . Don't panic ... It's just a ... horse. ... No, no ,no ,no ,...no .... it's not a horse ... it's a horse with wings , a horn , silver toes, and ... sparkling tail .... Its ... it's ... it's ...a ... HOLY COW ....!!!! it's a UNICORN.." she shouted and the second moment covered her mouth with her hands taking slow steps towards it .

asked Ben, also going closer to his classmate so that he could whisper. “I could smell it, you idiot. I have the same secret as you do.” A huge feeling of relief went over Ben’s whole body. “Oh! That’s great! I thought I was going to be all alone in school!” “Pipe down, you idiot,” said Francis, still in a whisper. “Also, hide that tail of yours. It’s wagging like crazy.” The tall young man panicked a little as he focused on making his tail disappear. At that point, he was thankful that their magic didn’t actually rip clothes to shreds like in those movies.

“No, Pigsy is unsuitable. Anyhow, she was a strong person. Even if it’s just an immortal fixation, it possesses the dignity of the strong. Livestock can’t do it, but a little minion is suitable.” Pigsy was extremely depressed. Since when did it become livestock? That was worse than a pet. The Mystic Maiden continued, “The Old Cow’s Breathing Technique that I taught you before is incomplete, and there’s a follow-up. So continue trying again; I can teach you the rest.” Alex stared at her and was speechless for a moment. He thought. ‘I have already said this woman is a troll. She only taught me half of the breathing technique. She’s so narrow-minded.’

We are growing various foods and even have cattle and sheep to feed our wolves and the rest of our friends. "Mikey, go and call Mariam for me. I need to tell her what she needs to do. It is time that she starts trusting her wolf more, and it is time that she realizes what a powerful magical creature she is," I say. I can see Mikey is hesitant, but he also realizes that we must allow Miriam to prove herself. She does not have a lot of self-esteem, and I know it is because we do not give her enough opportunities to use her magic.

he answered. "How come magic?" "Yes, the results of the decomposition of faeces turn into magic, as well as animal or monster fossils that have decomposed by the ground," Oh, so in this world fossils don't turn into petroleum but turn into magic. Suddenly I felt a sizeable magic aura from the direction of the forest. After I looked, apparently there was a group of wolves that were marching on the edge of the forest. I used the detector to find out how many wolves there were, I was startled by a strange energy above it that was gathering somewhere. When I looked at the direction of the energy, it turned out that someone was controlling the wolf.

Still bewildered about what was going on, she heard the voices again. “Leave the rest to me!” “Understood.” Then, everything became chaotic. Layla felt as though she was trapped in a dark, oppressive void, a suffocating weight that made her feel anxious. But there was nothing she could do, only listen to the faint sounds that drifted in and out around her. “How is it?” “Leader, it seems the wolf cub consumed a ‘Magical Fruit’ and can’t wake up. Animals usually die from it, so it’s a miracle this little wolf is still alive!”

the cows would be willing to give me more than enough although Gerald wouldn't notice it, he never noticed my achievements easily. The cows were always aligned in the order which I was supposed to milk them. I washed my hands and started with Genesis. I named her Genesis because she was the first cow I ever milked and I always enjoyed milking her for no apparent reason but maybe because whenever I started with another, my day would be full of being yelled at and being despised more than the daily average. Trust me am so skeptical and less superstitious but this was among the few things I also couldn't explain.

“Such trees exist here, my Lord?!” Ares chucked pleasantly and leaned towards her, sharing her view of the window of the carriage. “Gnosenia Magi dedicate their lives to purify the tree from dark magic. If the tree breaks, the wolves change.” “How?” Lei curiously asked. “The wolves can use magic too?” “Only a few knows how to,” he smiled at her and withdrew. “I know a few magic tricks here and there.” Several hooded silhouettes can be seen marching at the coiling steps of the humongous magical tree. Vines of mysterious glowing fauna filled the canopy, instilling the air with a floral aroma.