Magical Spider Novels & Stories

If we don’t make it here, we’ll have to wait for another decade for another chance. There is a mirror magic at the top of the arena so that everyone can see what’s happening on the arena. Even us, whose here at the back, can see everything. The first one to battle is the two spatial mages, spatial magic are really convenient on the battle field. When there is emergency from a far away kingdom, as long as the spatial mage has seen the place, they can make spatial magic to that place. Their magic can alco be formulated into an attack, a strong one at that, but only few spatial mages were able to do that.

I flung the man across the room, startling the few council members with us. The water tentacle pooled onto the floor. My anguish at everything happening in my life was beginning to eat into my heart. "Find a way," I spoke in threatening tone. "I don't care how you do it, but find or create a spell that can let me kill Araknee! Because if you don't..." my eyes locked on Lohan's face. "I will kill you, instead."

“But, I can tell you that I am Anansi’s Brave, the spider god of stories.” “He can turn into a magic spider,” I added. “Oh, does his web come from his mouth or…?” Brock said. “Don’t ask.” I cut him off. “Trust me, don’t.” “What about you, Sam?” Alex asked. “Would you like to share?” At last, it was my turn. “Well, where do I begin…?”

A wizard who would surely boost the fear of the black magic wizards gathered there, through her future actions, in an attempt to save the world of the wizards and the world of the sceptics from the new threat on the world. A girl, who’d never been considered an important enemy to anyone, has now become their greatest fear. She became ... the possessor of a spell capable of nullifying any magic. Yes, we all know now that Elizabeth Catherine Edwards is the possessor of the most powerful magic in the wizards’ world ... A spell that can nullify any spells and can turn the wizards’ world into a world of sceptics. A magic simply called: Antimagic. THE END

Jeff scanned their faces. “Jeff.” Kevin made his way to his son’s side and viewed the lifeless bodies. “What have you done?” While his father spoke from what seemed like miles away, Jeff replayed Mr. Drake’s final word. He hadn’t understood at first but was now transported back to the teacher’s lecture: ‘Many spiders have spinnerets that aid in putting out silk for their webs.’ Everything came into focus like someone adjusted the ring on a pair of binoculars. He met his father’s eyes. “You should run.”

Uncle Zeb says. Uncle Zeb moves his hand across my neck, and I watch as beautiful colors dance through the air. "NOW!" Uncle Jeb screams. Uncle Zeb grabs the amulet when Uncle Jeb screams at him. The amulet illuminates and begins to float off of my neck. It moves around the room as colors escape the amulet. The amulet seems to turn inside out and then moves quickly back to my neck. Uncle Zeb and Uncle Jeb touch my amulet, and something begins to move into my body. I am not burning or hurting as the magic from the amulet spills into my body.

well, go. Supposedly the prison they are going to is a kind of artificial hole that measures more than ten thousand kilometers, the prisoners are separated by sections and the cells arranged in the form of a labyrinth, they are also fed live chickens. Apparently that negligible amount of blood is keeping them alive but not strong enough to escape. Anyway, I decided to return Jeanne sight but not to lift the other spell. It gives me some comfort knowing she won't be able to get close to me without being struck by lightning. I wonder if I should have bewitched her minions as well...

I’m glad my mate seems fine with me kissing her all the time. I can’t get enough of her. I’m starting to understand why my father is always touching my mother, always kissing her, always…well, you know. My little mate just brightened the day of every sprite in our surrounding forests. Not only that, she showed them that not all witches are bad. I have to admit, I was as amazed by her magic as the sprites were. Who pulls light out of thin air? Literally, out of the air.

she screamed, denying everything. The sorcerer looked up, revealing yellowed teeth and a cold smile. "Luna Alayna, you really have a poor memory. When you paid me a fortune for the surrogate pregnancy curse, you certainly didn't say that." The room fell into stunned silence. The surrogate pregnancy curse was forbidden magic in the werewolf packs. Anyone caught using it would be exiled for life. Veins bulging on his forehead, Misael kicked the sorcerer violently. "You're lying! I don't know you! Sienna must have paid you to frame us!"