Magical Jorney Novels & Stories

the old woman explained. Jenny's heart suddenly tightened, and she furrowed her brow. She tightly grasped the lance in her hand, feeling an unexplained ache in her chest. Even her legs, though not tired, seemed to lose their motivation to move forward in an instant. An answer about the permanent presence of magical energy in Nick's body came unexpectedly and swiftly, like a summer meteor shower, piercing through her heart. The old woman's smile faded, and she looked at Jenny with a concerned expression. Her twinkling eyes seemed to penetrate Jenny's being, asking, "Can you guess?"

I felt a surge of pain and I reflexively held on to my forehead. I knew it! I knew the peace we had over the last two months after his disappearance was just too good to be true. It was really too good to be true considering how hell bent Sage was on possessing the band and ruling the entire Magical kingdom. He wasn't going to stop at ruling our kingdom alone. He wanted to be in control of the human world as well. I knew the way we overcame the last time wasn't a real assurance that he won't be back. I really wish this isn't true.

They both had their original designs, but now they are sparkly carpet bags, but one is red and one is blue. "Okay my girl, I know they don't look like much but they are very special magical bags. The blue one is a "jaaduee kaaleen" or a magic carpet. It's like a teleportation device. Anything you put in the bag will automatically be teleported to its matching pair. This one is mine and its matching pair is hanging on your mother's wrist. I'm passing mine on to you."

Dora smiled warmly and handed me the old book, saying, "Your mother would have wanted you to have it. It's time for you to know the truth about your past." Different emotions ran through my blood as I looked at the journal, belonging to a woman I barely knew. I opened the worn pages of the journal. Inside, I found detailed accounts of her life, spells, and magical discoveries. The pages were filled with sketches, incantations, and notes. “Thank you,” I said as I put it into my bag. I stepped out of my chamber and was relieved to see Troy and Antonio waiting for me just as they had promised. Troy pulled him into his arms and hugged me tightly

“This journal is meant for the person who will aid the Luna, the last ditch effort to offset the dark magic that has plagued the Luna, you Laney, for most of your lives. The journal itself is in a language that was long dead. My father knew it fluently since he thought he would be the one to aid you. But he died unexpectedly, so I inherited it, much to my mom’s dismay. I don’t know the language very well, but I have been teaching myself.” Joffrey pauses, looking at us to see that we are still interested. He takes a deep inhale and pushes on. “Basically, what I could interpret was the spell that gifts me magic for the duration of my journey to help you. I think that is how Monty could find me

She said wild eyed. I chuckled. “No,” I helped her get up. “Guys, look.” Sil pointed at the wall where the black hole first appeared. A ring formed in the wall, a crowded street was on the other side, as if it was some sort of wormhole or something. No one seemed to be paying us any attention. “The Ackbeth.” Luna said with a smile playing on her lips. The place looked like a normal market. Vendors here and there shouting out what they have. Shoppers with extremely big bags on both their arms.

I shook my head, “No, let me rephrase that, how can a pendant do anything?” “Well,” Her face turned serious, “It’s a magical pendant, and as long as she wears it the magic will remain.” I stared at her for a few seconds, “What?” I blinked at her in confusion. Magic? Magic?! So magic exists too? I backed away a little and frowned. Well, if wolves exist, and lycans exist, so I guess magic can too… “Jenny?” Portia waved her hand in front of me. “Alright,” I nodded after I accepted that, “What does it do?”

“Don’t wander and step quickly. Chase, nothing you see. In fact, close your eyes and hold someone’s hand. Let them lead you. Yeah, that will speed this up. We don’t have time to explain all the how’s and why’s.” “Okay, I guess. I don’t plan on travelling like this often, anyway.” The mage snorted at these words. “You say this now. But another name for a mage is Portal Jockey. Yeah, I won’t hold you to those famous last words.” “Enough! We need to go now. Please start your hocus pocus now please. The faster we get there and get finished. The faster we can return here.” After a very physical reaction to the ruffling of his preverbal feathers, the mage got down to why they were here and created

I need to be his personal healer when he will be commanding the expedition with the knights and ninja warriors. It happens every year, the army is preparing for an expedition of 3 months to the magic that is around the world. Magic's belongs to Porto, which is in the north. The north isn't owned by anyone so we can freely take it greedily, Rosla is the country where's magic is needed the most, if there isn't any magic in Rosla, the magical physician can't heal or perform treatments. "I can't be your personal healer, it should be Raphael!" I said, standing up abruptly.