Magical Power Novels & Stories

Chapter 21: The cute miniature 'Heather' I wouldn't be lying if I wasn't excited to see his powers. Truthfully, I am amazed as I saw magnificent things such as magic and powers. This only confirmed the fact that I am living inside a novel. He extended his hands and showed me a miniature figure of me. So his powers is making lifelike objects, but does that help him when he's in danger? "Keab, does this power allow you to defend yourself?"

Erebus asked in a narrative tone. "Yes, all spell that are taking effects, hold certain amount of magic power," Kitty nodded, "The lifting of a spell would also return magic to the world; and a break of a magic item would do the same." "So the break of your wand --" Erebus said. "Yes, that, and the break of the curse of the Blood Moon Forest," Kitty nodded, "All of those returned HUGE magical power to the world. They are powerful, but it's not like they have carved up ALL the magic in the world."

MEANWHILE LAWRENCE'S HOSPITAL His dark pair of cold eyes were wet and red as his both hands were holding the wrinkled hand of his half dead birth giver tightly, expecting her to open her beautiful pearly eyes and look at him again. But there she was lying half dead... unconsciously. Jordan Lawrence was the man of strict and powerful rule, he was known to achieve anything he chooses to achieve with his power. But right here he was helpless. He was freaking helpless for only one thing, he cannot help his mother but to watch her lying on the bed with the support of all those machines attached to her body...

I wipe my tear with a finger. My mate is such a child; he can be protective, a playful pup, romantic in the wrong place, fearful, and emotional in a day. The rest of my life will never be boring. I saw Acro walking around the two and when she stretched her neck to squint at me, I lifted my thumb. What's more powerful than magic is words—a power that can soften the corrupted heart. Later on, one of the spellbooks levitates and the pages flip on their own.

Another hearty laugh echoed inside Phil's head as he winced from the loud volume. "Okay boy. I will only tell you this once so you better listen. The sigil of cruelty is a supernatural power that is inside every people. Yes, you heard me right, every people, and even some rare precedence it could be found in some animals as well. Although normal people can't willfully activate the sigil, its existence of it is still there. Since you are a holder of a seed, the sigil of cruelty acts as another form of battery for you. The sigil expands your energy limit by another 100 points for now."

Jason also did not want to give the old man in the blood-red robe a chance to regain his power. At this moment, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. The ferocious giant beast in the void was suddenly frozen, including the surging waves under its feet. The old man suddenly raised his head. Surprise surfaced in his eyes. On the other hand, joy surfaced on Jason's face. He knew who this power came from without even looking at it. Because of the absorption of Ice Crystal Jade, Little Apple was given such power. Only Little Apple could have this power. At the end of the battle, Little Apple did not disappoint Jason and everything came as scheduled.

". . is one." "That dragonfly back then. . alright you got me there. But why does your power affect me?" It was the question that has been provoking his thoughts since the first day they met. "The most certain answer I could give now, is that your ability is only effective against magical energy that came from the 'Core'." "Core. . ." he repeated, that word is no unfamiliar to him, but it is not something people casually talk about. "I'm sure you've heard of that legend. Enough of that, your question, kid."

"Power. Growing inside me. Since Luna was born." It was true. Every day I felt stronger. More connected to something bigger. "What kind of power?" Ronan asked. "Magic. Real magic." I hadn't told anyone before. But now it feels important. "Show us," Kael said. I looked around the room. Saw a glass on the table. Concentrate on it. The glass started to glow. Soft white light. Both men stared. "How long?" Ronan asked. "Since her birth. It gets stronger every day."

If not for the fact that I had the magical power, I wouldn't have been anything because his mere presence was always intimidating, and he always had his way of making people feel scared of him. "When we went to get that magic with Arnon's help and all of those, I was able to make sure that that magic does not work on me as long as I'm the one in charge, and guess who is in charge right now. You cannot use this magic on me, so do not ever threaten me with magical power," he said to me, and I felt goosebumps on my skin as I tried to raise my hand. So there's some magic on him to push him away, but it was not working truly.

Maybe my powers strengthened simply because Akin was close by, offering me his steady, unwavering presence. I flex my fingers, feeling the energy hum beneath my skin, and I can’t help but test it out. My eyes land on Duchess’s ball lying on the floor. With a small smile, I focus on it, letting my magic unfurl gently from my fingertips. A barrier forms around the ball, shimmering faintly in the morning light. I imagine it moving, and with a tiny push of will, the ball begins to roll across the floor.