Magical Rider Novels & Stories

I demanded as her eyes became clouded with rage. "I don't have him, and he'll never be mine as long as you're alive!" Rory yelled, slamming me through the wall with every ounce of her magic. I collapsed to the ground, taking my breath away. I exclaimed as I noticed my own bone protruding from my left arm. My arm was broken after being knocked through a wall without my Lycan half. I would have died if I had only been human. A jolt of Magi magic filled my womb. The thing about magi magic is that it is unpredictable, and as I hit Rory with it, the power became unstable. As I tried to stand, my vision blurred. I wobbled, bracing myself against the wall, trying to keep it together for my child's

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

He asks, his voice filled with playful suspicion. He raises an eyebrow, waiting. Brian sighs dramatically. "Yes, you caught me. Also, it transforms into a rabbit when the moon is full." We all laugh. Then Robert turns back to me, his expression serious again. "It's truly an honour to accompany you, but please…, what happened here should stay between us." I grin, raising my hands in surrender. "Okay. What happened here, stays here." He nods. "That's great," he says. I glance at the knights, observing them as they help Brian remove his chain mail. He frowns, his jaw set, but says nothing.

Runiel captain of the Northern Ciastles, father’s number one army, it was time, time to make them pay, the other lady was a witch, he could tell but her powers, he couldn’t. “Are you ready?”, Adolpha said, looking at Iranna who looked quite concentrated on eliminating the soldiers, this kind of determination, you couldn’t find it in the market, Adolpha knew. They began muttering some magical words, Iranna Asgorn’s eyes, turning godlike, it was time she knew, bringing out the mirror, the wolves hurling their weapons at the two of them, “Wrong mistake.”, Alec Emma muttered, something which looked like light appeared from the mirror, and it was all white

I ask. “They seemed to be cloaked in darkness, similar to Dylan and Ace’s shadow magic when they do their Shadow Wolf stuff. They stepped out of the darkness, yet it also surrounded and emanate from them. CHills ran down my spine and every instinct in me screamed ‘danger! Rin!’ if that helps,” Amina explains, shaking. I place my hand on her to calm her. From a table nearby, Viktor replies, “They are called Shades…those specifically were some of The Riders. They use dark magics, similar to shadow magic, but more vile.”

Lee 14 days later (2 week have past) We found ourselves in a bar in the bigger city. Some of the pack members have decided that we should go drinking in a big city. Naturally, Zurig came a long since he wanted to take a break too. I am here with the riders since I have started to train with them too. Mitne has joined us to celebrate my quick pick up on magic. I have learned and masters so many things within magic that he called me a prodigy.

Someone among the riders muttered, “Great. More. Because the last trials weren’t enough.” Another whispered back, “Shut up, he’s talking.” I smirked. Jaxon gestured behind him, and a massive projection spell flickered into existence, showing the course from above. A long spiraling track with sharp inclines, wooden ramps, a narrow stone bridge, a mud pit, a circle of flaming hoops and what looked like a spinning wall of metal spikes. The crowd wowed in wonder. Magic? I blinked. “The hell—?” my mouth hung open at the sight. I had never seen magic before. It was like the whole arena changed. I was actually thinking of how we'd enjoy the race, racing on plain sands

she said as she held my hand in hers pressing it in assurance. I looked into her curious eyes and said as i scratched the back of my head: “I don’t know Mia; I really think we should listen to Jack and keep away from it” She sighed soundly putting her head down replying in a low tone: “I just don’t think that it’s dangerous at all. It literally saved us back in the car accident. Let us give it a try” I couldn’t refuse her anymore: “Fine, I will do it. But if I won the race, you would have to listen to me afterwards and wait for Jack to call us back. That thing is dark magic and I would hate to see you get hurt” I agreed unwillingly

Heliotrope purple blood flowed from the clean cut in her hand, she then flipped her hand and let the dark liquid trickle down the blooming crimson flower in the King's chest and the dagger that is plunged in its flesh. Upon contact, a burst of energy with the hues of red and purple shot up to the high ceiling like a beacon. Followed by a gust of wind that knocked a couple of knights off their feet. "I will show you all the extent of magic along with my knowledge and power!" Lucas proclaimed with hystirecal laughter. "We are not the only ones living, their realms beyond your wildest imagination and with their help I shall rule every known Kingdom!" Mayari could hear the silent whispering of a

For me, that dream was vivid enough to be true. The audience gallery was more or less packed. I could see the shimmering wards spanning the whole gallery to protect everyone from a mage’s power. A voice crackled through the mic. Moran’s voice. My gaze shifted to where he stood behind a long table, presided over by several, no doubt imminent people. Among them were that man whose name I didn’t want to take, my mother, Elias and another woman and man. Judging by the man’s black hair and icy blue eyes and the woman’s sharp features, they were probably the former king and queen. My gaze shifted to my mom and Elias. Neither of them spared any glance at me. Another table was there, a little far f