Magician Oc Novels & Stories

I thought you'd tell everything yourself. - Are you kidding? I wasn't going to say anything," Vic snorted. - But you did understand that next to you is a magician who will feel a werewolf in you? – the guy frowned. - Mage? I do not understand magic, but the fact that not every magician can identify a werewolf, but only those with certain abilities, is well known to me. And you said that you are a doctor, besides not experienced. So believe after this magicians! Vic smiled derisively. “All right, magician, we need to find a safe place to sleep, build a fire and dry your clothes.” And it would be nice to have something to eat. Is it normal for me to feel hungry?

Samael has made a spell for communication. He is talking to my grandmother inside a magic bubble, making me question his species once more. Are dragon-shifters truly capable of magic designed for witches and warlocks? "I'm sorry, you know." Blake steps forward and picks up my interest with the hint of a smile playing over his lips. He has taken off the clown costume and is showcasing his killer physique. His cologne is drifting in the wind. I'm not sure what brand it is, but whatever it is, smells fantastic.

The white-haired woman pulled a contraption from her robes, like the bridle of a horse. “What is that?” I recoiled. The mage with the melodious voice stepped forward and grabbed my face by the jaw, holding me still. I tried to pull away. The contraption had a metal bar with sharp looking spikes and a framework of leather straps. “Hold her,” the woman ordered the men as I screamed and struggled against them. The half-ogre roared in response, and for a moment, fought his way free of his guards. “Ianaceo,” she growled out at the ogre with the bitter bite of magic, and the ogre fell flat onto the floor, though he continued to growl and groan, he could not move. “Don’t make me do the same to you,

I approach him and offer my hand; he takes it, and I help him to stand on his feet. "Thank you. If you hadn't," He exhales, shaking his head. "Whatever happened, it saved us. And you were part of it." He says, gently patting my hand. I smile faintly. "As I said it wasn't me, it can't be me. It's the forest and its magic you should thank—or Brian's dagger." A slow, knowing smirk spreads across Robert's face, his eyes glinting with amusement as he shifts his weight and turns to Brian. "Is your dagger magical, and you've been pretending to be ignorant all this time?" He asks, his voice filled with playful suspicion.

As the clash between Oscar and Damian reached its peak, Oscar seized an opportunity to turn the tide in his favor. With a swift motion, he retrieved a gleaming, arcane wand from his side, its magical essence pulsating with power. With a determined glare, he aimed the wand at Damian, channeling his energy into a single spell. A burst of magical energy erupted from the wand, striking Damian with precision. The impact caused Damian to stagger, his movements faltering as the magic worked its way through his body. The disabling spell had taken effect, rendering him temporarily incapacitated and vulnerable.

said Aza as he put the plate in the sink, then took a bottle of water to take him to the room. The sound of the door creaking sounded in the quiet room, Aza immediately took the book then began to take a comfortable position to read it. "Among a group of magicians, the core of the magician itself is called the Cube magician who controls the crystal cube, there are eight cube magicians including blue, red, maroon, green, brown, white, gray and purple cube magicians," When Aza turned the next page, it was blank. "Huh? Empty? Give me a break!" grumbled Aza.

Roderigo smiled, a fake smile which I recognized from a distance. “I don’t have any problem with you, Connie. I think you’re a cool girl, a matchmaker of some sorts. I like social girls particularly,” he was saying. “The only thing I don’t like is that Kyrian roams around you. That is out of my control, I know that too.” I smiled for the camera and played along, “Your conflict with Kyrian is valid. However, I’d like it if you could reconcile. I will play mediator between both of you if you don’t mind.”

Osman was getting impatient. The female magicians sighed and took off her blind. " I don't think this is a good idea, thus I'm not going to take part in this lunacy." She turned to take her leave. "Where do you think you're going to?" Lord Adonis asked furious. "I'm afraid I'll have to take my leave, I am a sorceress not some street fighter, If you need thugs, you've got plenty of them standing by your side." she said pointing to Osman and his underlings. Osman felt insulted but keep to himself, Lord Adonis was now involved after all.

I told to myself and was about to fly towards those mages begging for help but I was taken aback when Ophra spoke behind me. “Go, save your team members, Cerina. Let me handle this one. Lunar Magic: Gravitational Net,” she told to me then cast a spell. A transparent wide blue net caught the falling piece of Caelum Academy, suspending it on the air. I nodded at her and mouthed ‘Thank you.’

“Come here, old man. It’s time for you to stop. You’ve ruined a lot of human life.” “I can’t!” the magician growled. The old man punched his own chest, which made him disappear into the air. After that, the room shook as if there was an earthquake. The bookshelves surrounding the room fell one by one before everything broke like a glass into tiny pieces. The wind howled afterward, carrying the pieces until they disappeared. Marco’s eyes grew wide as they found themselves in an abyss. Purple clouds filled the sky and the land in front of them was wide. Their eyes couldn’t reach the end.