Magical Methods Novels & Stories

It was glowing green. “Morning.” He greeted me with a smile. My palms began to sweat. My mom was holding a scroll glowing with a darker green. She was reading something. She muttered a word under her breath and dad stepped out of the way. Mom thrust her hand forward and the blue ball floated and it tried to get out of the grip. Its flame was slowly burning out. My mom screamed an incantation and she fisted her hand. The ball disappeared in a thin smoke. “Morning, dear.” My mom said putting the scroll down. I felt my skin burning. She turned to dad.

I could improve my magic only after practicing what she told me a few times. On the weekdays, I decided to go home straight from work and spend every afternoon and evening practicing magic. Every time I planned to practice, I had to create a shield that would block any outsiders from glimpsing at what I was doing and hearing my words. Grandma decided to help me in my conspiracy, and even used code words to communicate with me… As much as I loved her for trying, it only made it much harder to understand her since she never consulted the meaning of the words before using them…

"Oh Aldous if you ever change your mind, feel free to come on out anytime. I'd be more then happy to clear my schedule for such an occasion." "Pffft. I'm certain you would little shit." The line to the Emperor ceased and the broadcast of Halbert and Robert's deeds continued to play over the crystal in front of him. 'So they only managed to tap the source of the magic.' Fortunately Even with a mage that could sufficiently trace the source of a magic signal down it was by no means like an actual trace. It's more like following a glowing thread in a pitch black room. Even if they managed to find the end of the giant glowing web, in the end everything else was pitch black. There would be no tell

Cynthia said in excitement. She was exposed to any Power Methods or Absolute Methods, but she knew that the more powerful the method was, the quicker it would take effect on one's power level. If the Mysterious Maiden Method was merely an Advanced Power method, she would only see improvement in her true energy but would not have a breakthrough; only the legendary Absolute Methods would have such an effect. The other proof for this was that all the impurity of her true energy was purged from her body; combined with all other signs, Cynthia concluded that the Mysterious Maiden Method was an Absolute Method.

“Are you sure I’m ready for it?” “I’m sure of it.” Magenta shrugged. “After all, it’s just a spell like any other.” Then she held her hands up, her eyes wide as if what she was saying was of the utmost importance, which it was. “Now. When you want to teleport to a person or location, you say the word ‘traiceret’ and then the name of the person or location afterward. For instance. Traiceret kitchen!” Suddenly, gold and white sparkles encircled her, forming a mini tornado and engulfed her, causing her to disappear.

Mia's POV I ran fastly towards the building of the Conference room. The conference room was on the third floor. I rushed to the second floor where were different magical equipment and tools. I rushed to the huge mirror on the wall. It was the Magical Summoning mirror, used for summoning someone from Magical realms. I threw a magic ball towards it. After a while, there was a bright light in the whole place and then it suddenly became dark. "It seems that you need me", a hoarse voice spoke.

The old man sat cross legged on one and motioned for me to sit on the other. "Call your magic" "Huh?" this guy is crazy. I was starting to regret my decision to train with him. "I already told you before. The magic is you. Imagine it as a blanket covering you and order it to do your bidding." I took his advice and imagined my magic like a blanket it was similar to the meditation sessions Selena drilled into me. I felt it spread over my body until it was like every hair on my body was standing on its end. The loud bang that shook the entire keep came like a bucket of water on me and I was shaken from my magically induced trance. Well this isn't good.

“What was that?” “It’s a discreet method of sending letters. Instead of risking the letter being compromised or leaked, you can register the magic signature of the person you want to send it to in your body by taking a bit of their mana into your body and they take yours into theirs. You can send the letter directly to them.” “But you’ve clearly not taken the Head Knight’s mana into yours.” “I actually have. Do you remember when he kissed my hand before he left?” “Yes, but that was such brief contact that you couldn’t possibly have exchanged mana like that. How is that even possible?”

Moving to the other side of the room at speed which draws Deborah’s attention, and she seems to falter, her brows flicking, her face twitching as though she realised too late that it means something bad. I throw my palms up, with a slight barely noticeable movement that pulls Deborah’s eyes to me in question. Sending the table from before us, the chairs around us, the surrounding candles, the entire altar along the largest wall to our side, the wall hangings close by, and every single thing that dares to exist in my space without a pulse, flying backwards in a gust of monsoon magick at an impressive speed. Everything lifting up like a tornado swoops in, smashing, and clambering in an almight

Magic I used before I'll get instantly, Magic I haven't takes trial and error. This will not be an error. I just have to think sweet and cuddly as I conjure up another snowy to keep me company. As the magic started swirling around me, I feel the power humming stronger than it ever had before. Maybe its because it's royal magic but it didn't feel right. I closed my eyes to reel in some of the magic but it was no use. The power was taking over to the point I had to tap into the source.