Magician Oc Novels & Stories

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

“Suckers would like a dragon!” There was silence in the dining room, and curious glances turned to us. One of the undergrad magicians spoke. Tousled blue hair, an unpleasant smile on an expressionless face, and a deliberately unbuttoned waistcoat - like a clear example of contempt for the rules. Attention was drawn to the eerie rusty-red spots on his hands, as if left by caustic acid. “Let them first return from practice in full force,” the blond sitting next to him with an openly gangster mug laughed. He was missing a piece of his right ear - as if cut diagonally with a sword.

I said, accepting his handshake. "My name is Garrett Marcadi. I am the greatest mage in the history of magic users," he said, and I eyed him, unable to hide my skepticism. "You don't believe me?" He said, cocking his head. "Tell us why you are here," Denzel insisted. "Yes, your majesty," the mage said. In a blink of an eye, he'd transformed into a much younger man with sparkling black hair, which was gelled away from his face. His clothes were properly tailored and ironed. They looked expensive.

He'll never know. The both of them moved on still till they were both on the other side of the gate - away from the suffocating laboratories that smelled of recently produced medicine and out in the open world of Bart Row with the warm air whipping their hair left and right. “I heard what Yurio told you.” Sir Oswic said silently. His voice got drowned in wisps of air that circulated round them. “You did? How?” “Magic is only limited to the magician's know-how.” Eallric paused, his heart thumped hard as he recounted what Yurio had told him, “So, what about it?”

I don’t fucking need you and would be better off without you. It was the work of an internal binding that we had yet to find a reversal for. Its magic always took hold whenever someone would get to close to what it was binding. That included mentioning it or even alluding to it. The magic was a diversion-based one and seriously powerful. It had to be if it was going to be an effective cage. It would take hold of him, making him lash out in an attempt to keep others away. Said magic then pushed out towards the target, ‘encouraging’ them to back off.

Alone I held immense power. “It's not that it hurts as much as I am fighting really hard right now to cage the beast. IF you know anything of my kind it is that we have a dark beast within us and when they feel threatened they come out. Right now he is raging and he will not tolerate this for much longer. NOW DROP THE FUCKING SPELL.” He said and I could swear I was watching the man grow right before . Raising my hands up into a slow circle I settle them in a prayer pose with my eyes shut. “In Magia in te,

Persuade her to submit to him before the moon. His close friend Magus took a seat next to him. Magus was a rare addition to their pack. A creature half mage-half wolf he was immensely rare. There was purportedly only one other such creature in existence. And he was allegedly the Commander of King Detry’s Mages Guild. “What are you so pensive about?” Magus queried. “Same thing you are, I’ve no doubt.” “I’m far less pensive than I should be.” Magus was trying to hide a self-satisfied smirk and failing.

“You heard me, no need for me to chew my cabbage twice girl.” “They burned your eyes? Why would someone do that?” Cassia said with a tone of disbelief. “Not just someone, she’s be a thorn in my side for years. Her name is Magda and her cunt of a daughter Melba. They practice illegal magic. Mostly the dark arts and as you can see a coup.” Ogra stated matter of factly. “Is there anything that I can do to help you?” Cassia asked. “The only thing I can think of is tears from a dragon, and good luck finding some of those.” Ogra chuckled.

Bruce asks me. I shake my head. "I could use a ride if you don't mind. I am not sure I am ready to drive today," I say. I know I am not ready to drive. "I can take you, but first, I have to tell you something. I made some calls while you were sorting through some things. I wanted to give you some space. I found both of your uncles. They own a little magic shop in New Orleans. It is called Elemental Magic," Bruce says.

“They’re so dangerous.” He summoned the Ace of Arrows and used it to kindle a warm spirit flame. It made him lightheaded and he could only maintain it for a few minutes before the card returned to the deck of its own volition. "You're Orangelo, so you use probability and luck magick, right?" Jinx was startled out of the daze his magick had brought upon him by Guru's low boom of a growl. "It's been a weird day but if you need some of mine, I don't mind waking up with a luck hangover or however it works."