Magical People Novels & Stories

She may have not touched those people, but she was sure they were breathing fine. Even if they were a little abnormal, how can they be dead? His words were ridiculous, not making any sense. But in this world, nothing was impossible either. Supernatural beings, magic, mana, powers, and everything that one may call, exist. " I don't know for sure what it is, but many people are being enchanted by this evil spell, if left unguarded, they can kill others and make them like themselves ", Jack spoke in a serious voice.

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.

I pause, choosing my words carefully when I continue, “Very different people.” “Let me guess; he called me ‘stuffy’?” I blink back my surprise, now sure that telepathy is real, “Yes. He’s very open with magic, while you’re more secretive. Or at least that’s what I’ve gathered.” “I would say he’s reckless rather than open. But yes, you’re mostly right,” she tells me, her lips a straight, unreadable line. “Why is he so brazen with it then? I can’t imagine it’s safe. If the wrong people found out,” I stop, taking a deep breath, “I’m imagining the witch trails would come back into fashion.”

He took the shopping bags to the car. I walked around the mall for a minutes, observing the different people. Some walked with their friends others with their parents or kids. I was intrigued by the few who walked around with sharp ears or strange runes on their bodies–elves and mages. There were a variety of different mages that were categorized by their main ability. Some could wield fire, others had the ability to communicate with animals better than others and a select few could channel raw magic using runes. Those mages were my favorite. There magic was practically and they could walk among the humans without a thought of keeping their emotions in check or control. I wished that I was b

"When he was injured, I felt it like it was happening to me. How is that possible?" Caspian's expression shifts to something that might be understanding mixed with surprise. "Elara, there are magical connections that can create shared experiences between people. Usually only between—" "Between what?" "Between people who are magically bonded. Mates, married couples, those joined by blood magic or ancient rituals." "That's impossible. Dominic and I aren't bonded. Aren't anything." But even as I say it, I remember the strange energy I've felt around him lately, the way my magical abilities seem to respond to his presence. The intensity of this morning's jealousy when I watched him with Amelie.

You're going to be next if you don't leave! I was stunned. His aura could drag down people's luck? It could even kill them? What these ignorant mortals described was simply the effect of immense spirit energy. His aura was far too powerful for them to withstand. I couldn't believe this world. They called his pure, unadulterated energy a "negative aura." How ridiculous was that? My eyes lit up with delight. Whatever god ruled our worlds had finally blessed me with this unforgivably handsome honeypot for my benefit. These mortal fools might not survive his energy, but I was an elven sorceress.

He said with a smile as I stretched my arms out. “I am dead unlike the only brother of mine; Micah who is exists in a dump.” I emphasized on his living condition. “The literatures couldn’t sell.” “Humans interested in the occult are full of surprises. They make the word ‘Muggle’ seem proud. Witches are by far the only kind that doesn’t have dependency or obsession.” “However you’re value is as bad as a cripple.” I said with a smirk as we stared at each other before we both laughed.

Wanting to offer any help to her. “It’s fine dear.” Mrs. Letty assured. “Inside this house, I can cast spells freely and make my day easier.” Lucas sat on the breakfast table, furrowing. “Is that means we can’t use magic outside the house?” “No, dear, magic users aren’t popular lately. Even though this town is the safest place to live, we still need to hide our true identity. I heard across the lands that hunters are everywhere in search for our kind.” “Got it. Live carefully.” Lucas saw Mrs. Letty sat across him. “Can I do something, I mean like work? It doesn’t feel right, me sitting idle in the house, while you had helped me a lot.”

“Oh, okay, I was kind of hoping you would tell me so I can know what to look for at the library!” “Your father, came from a long line of powerful magical people who acted as spirit mediums! Gifted with different kinds of magical abilities per member. But a rarest development occurred whereby one is born with all the magical attributes and is said to be able to summon gods without even needing any preparations! But has only happened on numerable occasions.” Takada interjects and tells Mukura a bit of the family history. “Is that really true?” she questions for clarification trying to keep her a dull facial expression from appearing.

"At Magic Academy, there are four houses; each one represents an element—as you can see, we all belong in the house of water. It values beauty, but beauty doesn't seem important to you since you're wearing those clothes." All three girls laugh, and I glance down at my clothes, suddenly wondering if I should have picked out prettier ones. Right now, I'm wearing an oversized hoodie that looks run-down and a pair of leggings. Not exactly the latest fashion. 'Don't listen to them. I'm not a fashion expert, but a person who has to step over another person to feel pretty automatically turns ugly in my eyes.' I smile to myself after hearing Lucy speak, reminding myself to thank him later when we ar