Magical Player Novels & Stories

I told Aria. “You can go home but first you have to select a Prince and kiss him!” Aria told me. My eyes widened as I stared at her. I turned to look at Damien for help but he wasn’t looking at me. “Aria!” Damien warned his sister. “What? The prince always kisses the princess!” Aria shrugged. “Aria, I am not a real princess. And neither are these two real princes.” I told her. “But you are a princess in our game!” Aria said.

he declars, his eyes burning with determination. Gin, the enigmatic magician of our group, has an array of abilities at his disposal. He could manipulate magic to conjure powerful spells, exhibit incredible telepathic prowess, and blink into places with the swiftness of thought. "I can use my magic to provide us with an advantage," Gin offers, his voice steady. "My telepathy will keep us informed, and my ability to blink will allow us to move quickly and quietly."

On top of it was a small copper-colored card the size of an ATM card. I placed my hand on the transparent plate, which glowed briefly as it did before. "Let me explain a little about the mechanism of this square-shaped transparent plate. It is a magical essence evaluator plate. First, it matches and inserts your magic circuit data into this card, along with the data you provided on the form. This is your guild card, which will be your identity from now on. It cannot be recognized by others because it's registered with your magical essence data and your complete profile. Here you go, this is your card."

" I remind myself why I came here in the first place. I didn't replace Alice because I intended to sacrifice myself and take her place. My magic has progressed quickly, even though I haven't been practicing. I close my eyes and allow magic to connect both of us, and when we connect, I see in his mind the person he intends to see. The person he wishes to see. And I become that person with minimal effort. As an extra touch, I convince him to ignore all that feels odd to him. This little encounter will slip from his mind completely and he will have no knowledge of it. It only lasts a few seconds.

, he asked trying to conceal the huskiness in his hoarse displeased voice. Cynthia shook her head," you're a player, you shouldn't think about those things". On hearing her words, Jeffery, again, for the first time, didn't feel the usual pride he felt when someone refered to him as a player. For Cynthia it was like since he was a player, then she could play along. He gritted his teeth, this woman had never given him face. Cynthia watched his angry face and felt satisfaction welling up, "if you're that mad I can go back". She said,

Her hands then reached for my body but before it did, she was yanked away from me. "I never really liked it when other people touch what's mine without my permission." Psyche's voice was still up beat and she was still smiling so sweet, but there was a hint of danger in her demeanor. "Who do you think you are? Freakshow!" Heather screamed at her but she was still smiling. "Oh, weren't you listening before? I'm Hana, Psyche Johana Montez. The only child of Gabriel and Valentine Montez, the only heir of the Valentine Group of Companies and Eros' girlfriend."

I nodded. "I understand." I said to her and I left the same way I came. Observer's POV This got more interesting than I thought. I never suspected Kate, the Spears housekeeper, to be a ruler of the night. The young girl definitely looked extremely innocent to be suspected. This new information gave me a chilly feeling about the mole we have in our midst that works for Sage. Anyway, a lot has been on both at the Magical world and the human world. The war has truly began. It only needed time to escalate and something else to fuel it. Something both worlds do not have in their possession at the moment - the magical band.

Job Title / Class: Magician, Cultivator MP: 20,000/20,000 Skills: Light Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Fire Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Wind Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Water Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Space Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Darkness Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Sword fighter (Black Stage Level 7 - highest level in this current realm ) Cultivation (Qi Gathering Stage)

"I talked with Mrs. Loop and she said the observers would give each of us a name for our magical identities, and I was researching on that." "Are you going to try and influence the name they give you?" asks Thames, interest perked. "Not quite. Since the observers will simply give us a name after observing our magical identities, and then move on to brand it with a unique name," answers Machiv. "What's a magical identity, again?" I ask, and Machiv smiles over at me. "It's simply the general profile a person has. It's influenced by the school of magic, the exact angle of the magic on the Newton scale, and the exact intensity. It's a multifarious assessment," says Machiv.

“A man could well lose his part to her gentle touch!” “Then what have you planned?” Jaecar’s black brows lifted in interest. “I intend to play as unfairly as she.” “How’s that?” “A spell an old friend gave me.” “The mage Commander when he trained you.” “Nay.” Magus shook his head. “We rarely saw him. The one that truly trains is his Second in Command, Hawk. He was my mentor.” “And what spell did he give you?” Magus beamed. “One to melt a woman who’s toyed with you too long. One he wrote for a particular little mage that had been teasing him below the breeches.”