Magical Manifestation Novels & Stories

My entire body was burning in pain, but I was not one to give up easily. Malphus! Is there a way I can fight and put this bald egg to sleep? Malphus said, “I can try something.” he told me the spell which I chanted and the tips of my fingers started to tingle this time. Even my nose tingled and I sneezed. Achoo! As if on the impact of my sneeze, my palms felt warm and I saw a blue globe of light emerge on top of it. Malphus said, “Try to concentrate on the light and you can manifest shapes with properties with the light. It will help like a weapon.”

Shit Witch, I don’t care that she has a real name to me she will always be Shit Witch, dumped me here without anything. Though if this is my mind, why can’t I manifest things? I mean, all things are possible if you believe. And I’m in my mind, the Shit Witch is just imposing her magic on it to keep me here. So by all rights, I can make things change to suit my wants, needs, and desires.

she asked calmly, but she was almost afraid to hear it. “It’s better if you make him fall even deeper in love with you.” There was a semblance of a smirk on Christian’s lips. “Make him so desperate to be with you that he’ll do anything you say. Tease him, make him crave for your attention. Make him so obsessed and possessive of you that he’ll do anything at your command. Men like that are easy to manipulate to your whims afterward. He won’t be able to refuse anything you say.” He leaned back in his seat, pointedly ignoring the shocked look on Camille’s face.

Only through the shift of invisible energy. She nodded and smiled. ‘That's how magic is. Invisible, present, and usable for some. It is a form of energy that you cannot see or touch, ‘he further explained. ‘Well, the latter is not entirely true,’ he corrected himself, ‘you can get pretty hit by magic. Literally and figuratively.’ Maddie laughed at that imagery. He could feel her relax again as he tuned in to her. ‘That's the longest story you've ever told in succession,’ said Maddie, and it sounded a little teasing.

"Your grandmother was protecting you from knowledge she thought too dangerous, but in doing so, she left you vulnerable to your own heritage." Director Kaelen interrupted, her expression grave as she studied new data streaming across her monitors. "Whatever Dr Ashworth is or isn't, we have a more immediate problem. The resonance cascade has reached its third phase. We're seeing widespread magical manifestations across the city." The main display shifted to live security feeds from downtown Seattle. Pedestrians were stopping to stare at their reflections in storefront windows, reflections that no longer perfectly matched their movements. Cars slowed as drivers

“Is what possible?” “To have somebody impersonate you? Magically?” My brows knit as I rub a finger to my temple. “Not by using the ‘permitted’ forms of magic.” “But it is possible?” If somebody is impersonating me magically, it cannot be good. Only by using the most taboo, most forbidden forms of magic can somebody impersonate another person. And only the most powerful of witches or wizards can even generate the required magical energy. Also, there’s another important prerequisite. “It’s taboo to impersonate another person, though it is possible. But to impersonate me, this person would need my blood.”

I asked in surprise. "That doesn't work here. It doesn't work in Sage's palace. " She said. "What do you mean?" I couldn't help but ask. "Sage is involved in black magic. He had put a restraint on appearing and disappearing powers. Only him can do that in his palace. We can do it once we're outside this room, we'll be able to." She explained. "Then don't you have any power that can help with that?"I asked. "I'm drained, Melanie." I arched my brows. "My powers are gone." She admitted and I gasped.

he said, folding his arms across his narrow chest. “Well, I can manifest anything.” Manifesting things wasn’t hard, especially when I was standing in the middle of the forest. “Then do it.” He seemed annoyed now. I closed my eyes, trying to think of the craziest thing I could possibly manifest. I didn’t do it often because it always seemed odd to me, plucking something out of thin air and making it real. Of course, I could always use my magic to make it go away as well. Up until this point, I’d only manifested items that I really needed--like the proof that the jewels were real and appraised, not just for the heck of it.

Varrow leaned against the wall, bleeding but grinning. “You should let it take him,” he said, voice ragged. “One less threat to you.” Killian didn’t even look at him. He poured his will into the magic — not to control the shadows, but to change them. He pushed light into them, thin cracks of pale silver running along the tendrils like veins. The First hissed. For a moment, the pull weakened. Daryl’s body stopped sliding. His breathing was shallow, ragged, but he met Killian’s eyes.

“Self-generating, and threat-responsive. I’ve only seen these in historical texts. They’re supposed to be extinct.” “Well, congratulations,” I said weakly. “I just brought back an endangered species.” “This isn’t a joke, Val.” Caius moved closer to the barrier, his analytical mind clearly working overtime. “Do you understand what you’ve created? This type of magic requires decades of training. Centuries, even. And you just manifested it by accident.” “So I’m an overachiever, that’s nothing new. Can I make it disappear now?” “No.” He said it simply, like he was telling me the weather. “Not until your bloodline decides the threat has passed.”