Magical Space Novels & Stories

We weren’t prepared enough, we were cocky the first time, and now Marcy- “Hey,” Terran placed his on my arm and when I opened my eyes he only shook his head from side to side. He didn’t have to say any more than he already had, which wasn't much. One thing I was grateful for was his ability to know his place and not insert his opinion where no one wanted it. “The ground is set with magical trigger items,” he started once I was listening, “if Madeline’s magic senses an intruder, it will set off my magic and trap them temporarily within a cage of branches, but it’s not foolproof.”

Adriana asks. “Exactly like that,” Axel’s frown deepens, and then he gives me a glum look. “What?” I ask him, my nerves now on edge as he watches me closely. “Sounds to me like magical interference.” “Magical…?” I ask, tilting my head. And then it hits me. The only person I know that has magic is… “Uma,” I whisper, along with Adriana at the same time. “I don’t think she would do that,” I admit, and Axel shrugs.

It was a treasure trove of Magdalene's history, a testament to a life intertwined with secrets and enigmas. In one corner, a weathered journal beckoned to Jette. Its pages held Magdalene's handwritten accounts of encounters with the mystical, dreams that transcended reality, and ancient rituals performed under the silver glow of the moon. The revelations within the journal hinted at a life steeped in magic and mystery. As Jette immersed herself in the tales penned by Magdalene, a realization dawned upon her—an understanding that Magdalene's sanctuary was not just a refuge for those seeking solace, but a haven built upon the intersection of the mundane and the magical.

Before I can even stop him, there he goes. "Omg is this a magic brush?" he exclaimes after erasing half of a page writing, leading himself to explore more. That's my this week's chemistry assignment, you idiot? "Holy hell, is this a magic globe where you can the see the world? Wait, isn't that Kyoto city of Japan? How coooooooooooool!" That's only for detecting non-bio creatures around the world, dummy. You can't see or spy on any human or animal with it, only inhuman beings can be seen after analysing the rays they radiate. "Wow, a secret room full of swords? Also behind a mirror? You really thought I won't find it? Hahaha."

’ she asked. 'Of course. Why are you asking that?’ His look was questioning. ‘I thought so, but I didn't dream so.’ When Moon entered, accompanied by Gallan, the girls looked at each other with a look of understanding. Nobody said anything about it. Gallan announced that he could still use magical help to set up the other house, but no one but Moon responded. The others didn't feel like it. What spells did they now know that really helped? Maddie wanted to take a bath for half an hour before she went to Magic Square. It always relaxed her so wonderfully.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

THE MAGIC KINGDOM Far away, beyond a dense forest and across an island near New York City, lies a hidden, magical realm. This enchanted place is home to a unique community of hybrids-beings born with extraordinary powers. Known as the Magic Kingdom, it is a land where wonder and power intertwine. At its heart stands the majestic Magic Palace, a symbol of the kingdom's strength and the home of its rulers.

Dark energy flowed about Anabella as she stood in the middle of the room, her hands held high. A sinister grin curled her lips as her eyes sparkled with malignant amusement. Around her, the space buzzed with power, the walls adorned with sigils that pulsed with an old, terrible magic.

A large circle of salt surrounds us, along with five candles that seem to create a pentagram. "Where is this?" I ask, taking in the torches that sit on the walls, lighting the area. "My attack and magic space," Marah explains. "We have to be somewhere connected to the mana of the earth in order to work magic, and my home is on top of a huge mana well." "Your home?" I repeat, frowning. "Won’t your family find out about us?" "They’re never here," she shrugs. "Anyway, I’ve done what I was asked, so I’m going to leave the rest up to you unless there’s anything more I can help with."

She heard her father continued. “Magic is about practice.” Roman raised his brows at his daughter sudden sad look. “But not everyone mastering magic as fast as you.” “Really?” “Really.” Roman saw the glow return to his daughter’s eyes. “Want to know a secret?” “What?” The sun shone brightly. Its light reflected on every tall window of the mansion. The stable was busy when they walked passing it. Workers were doing their duty, feeding the horses, brushing their hair and cleaning them, and taking them for a slow ride.