Magical Raising Project Novels & Stories

She was screaming in pain as the Fae Magic asserted itself within her fragile body Cupid turned to run but the magic grabbed him and held him immobile a witness to her ascension into the Circle of the Silver Fae, she was its Magi. Tegan was in so much pain that she thought she was going to die. Inside her, the magic was growing exponentially, attaching itself to every cell in her body. She was magic. It lifted her into the air, spinning her so fast she became an iridescent beacon, the sunlight refracting through her body, sending lightning bolts of colour across the sky. It was the sign all the Immortal knew; the new Magi had ascended to lead them and across the Realms, each Species bowed to

she urged. Right. “Also—one more thing,” I said to Audrey. “The castle sits on a magical nexus. That means we’ll be able to ward it in ways that are beyond traditional territory magic. I need your help with that. My grandmother helped with the first three layers, it makes people go in another direction forgetting the reason they came that way.” Audrey’s gaze sharpened. “That land’s never been marked?” “Not a trace,” I confirmed. “Not until Simon and I touched it.”

“Thank you very much.” “It's nothing. Now you should hurry. Thea is going to think you've bailed on her.” Right. I sigh and stand up, brushing my clothes to take off the dust. I find the wheelbarrow and resume pushing it. Kilian's instruction was to drive the dump out to one of the pack's hired mages who will be standing by to change it with magic. I don't understand how, and honestly, I'm excited to know. People tend to be impressed by the more flashy applications of magic, but I know that the Fang packs try their best to keep a monopoly on their warlocks. A powerful warlock can do impressive things like make food grow faster or, in our case, turn the camp's nightsoil into something useful.

Our whole operation got thrown off. But online? Whoever cries hardest always looks right. So I clapped back, posting the entry rules for those paid competitions: [These events exist so kids who'll never hit stardom can still enjoy the spotlight. Making it big is tough. Whether parents do it for confidence or for résumé padding—that's their choice, not ours to judge. As for Luca's parents—your kid never signed with us. You never paid a dime. So where's this 'scam' you're screaming about?]

He blinked up at the world, his eyes flashing silver before closing in the safety of her arms. Caelum Vale. Moments later, another cry—a girl, quieter, more curious, her small fingers flexing without thought. For a heartbeat, moonlight shimmered across her skin, a whisper of the magic that ran in her blood. Selene Vale. No fur, no claws, no wild magic raging at the surface—just two human babies. But anyone present could feel it—the power woven through their blood, the ancient bond laced in their bones, the promise of something new.

A pregnant woman with magical threads extending toward something shadowy. "The Reaching. Happens when a bond-breaker conceives while carrying residual foreign magic." "Foreign magic?" I asked. "In the past months, have you absorbed magical energy not your own?" I remembered. "The crystals. At the sanctuary. I absorbed six bond-breakers' stolen powers before releasing them." "That's it. Residual power from six dead bond-breakers. The baby is trying to connect to their essence." Horror washed over me. "My baby is reaching for dead people?"

For that, she needs to add range inside the magic circle for now. “You forgot to add range and restrictions,” I told Restia. After reminding her, Restia carefully and accurately adds in the symbols for the levitation’s range and mana absorbing restrictions. After adding those, the man falls and stops just right above the magic circle. “Phew……” Restia heaves a sigh. “How did I do…?” I didn’t do much. All I did is just remind her what she lacks, and Restia solves it in an instant. “Genius…!” I inadvertently murmured. “I’m so proud of you…!”

Sarah wanted an explanation. “But he’s also unknown. Never seen before. So the protection magic couldn’t recognize him as good nor evil.” Explained like that, it was logical. Richard kept going through his contacts in Nebraska and the surrounding area. They were silent for some time. Richard was typing furiously on his keyboard, sending messages to the people he thought might contribute to the matter, promising satisfactory compensation. Luke was standing by the window, thinking everything through again and again while Sarah leaned back on the couch and tilted her head back, staring at the ceiling.

Activating our own celestial realms boosts our magic and power tenfold if they are already completed. “And you think you’ll scare us with that spell?" Marc said boldly to Nicanor and Glade. The boy’s muscles in his arm and leg gradually grew, but, he did not increase in height. While, Raid, on the other hand, had white wings that were probably made of wind and there were voltages of electricity flowing through it.

Gwendolyn smiled sadly and replied, “We have been observing you for quite some time now. You were not deemed ready but because of this incident, the Triple Goddess has pushed her plans forward. Come and meet the others. Enough of the sad atmosphere.” Clara nodded and followed Gwendolyn who stopped by a group wearing blue overalls with the sign of lightning on it, “Hello.” Instead of shaking her outstretched hand, they all stood up and went on their knees with bowed head. It was at this moment that she noted that everybody was on their knees before her. Clara looked at Gwendolyn with a panic filled expression and said, “What is going on here?” Gwendolyn smirked, “Prophecies and fate has deter