Magus Books Novels & Stories

"These look nothing like the books available in Kieran's library." Seraphina looked at me and scoffed out loud, "No offense dragon prince, but these mage books are the real deal. We will have Ember turning into a fine representation of fire mage magic. These books helped me when I was studying to be a fire mage." I gave Ember and Seraphina a sheepish look, "Looks like I need to look over my collection with a fine toothed comb then." Seraphina laughed at my words and pushed the books toward Ember, "Here take these. They will help. I promise."

Maybe being the talk of the academy had a tiny good side after all. Even if the bad side overshadowed it, having someone openly declare their support felt genuinely nice.She walked to her next class with a small, happy smile. The smile vanished when she returned home after her final lecture and dropped onto the bed to begin reading one of the books Adrian had left her. The title was simply Mages. Her curiosity was certainly piqued—she was desperate to learn everything about her genus. She couldn’t get past the first ten pages, though. It was a dense history of the first mages, the ancient political blah-blah-blah, and before long, her eyelids were fighting a losing battle.

Noticing what she was looking, her dad smiled. "That is the symbol for alchemy in magick. This book is called Bnane's Book of Potions." Her dad said as he kept patting it as if the book was a little child or a favorite pet. "And only people with magick can open this book. All the special books can only be opened by the magick in our blood. Other normal books, about magick, about wiccan culture and symbols, now anyone can open it."

After a minute, a man opened the door, "Yes? How can I help you?" "Hi, I was wondering if it's allowed for someone to look at your magic books?" The man looked at me confused, "Well, to start, that information is only for guild members, and secondly, why does a young girl like you want to see that kind of information?" "I'm curious about the kind of magic you have." "I'm afraid that you wouldn't understand it even if I showed you. Only a mage would understand the spells recorded in our books." "But, I am a mage."

It was hand written. She went on, flipping the book and stopping to read through some parts of it. It was a book about spells and she found herself laughing at the silliness of the thought that magic was still in existence. Some of the spells in the book made Matilda to shake her head and conclude that the book had been written during the time that witches existed. Some of the recipes in the book had ingredients like a two day old crow's blood, the crushed bark of a cider tree, four leaved clovers, mint leaves that had bloomed in the summer and many other bizarre ingredients.

"As soon as we can awaken your mage blood, then your training will not be that hard for you since you were a trained fighter who had been through a lot." "Awaken my mage blood?" Lanver was confused. He didn't know if he could ever be accustomed to the terms used in this world. "Yes. Right now we can only feel your presence as a human. Princess Anna must have sealed it to hide you. However, your blood as a mage must be so strong that it could resist Princess Anna's spell, that's why there were times, as you've noticed, when something weird were happening to you." "Why would you know what was happening to me back there?"

Small flickers of shadow appeared in corners where no light should reach. Killian felt it in himself, too. His magic was stronger than ever — shadows moved sharper, faster, more vicious than he’d ever commanded them. But each time he used it, he felt something else moving with him, watching through him. And he wasn’t sure if it was him commanding the darkness anymore… or the other way around. Rumours filtered in from beyond Harrow’s territory. The southern kingdoms had seen stars vanish from their skies. Ships in the northern harbours swore the sea itself rose against them, black waves swallowing fleets whole. In the east, a city of priests reported their sacred fires burning cold blue, thei

Heat crept into my face. “I hate how the two of you notice everything.” Magnus took another sip of his tea. “You’ll hate it even more after today’s lesson.” Before I could ask what he meant, the large doors opened once again and Valerian walked inside. The old Archmage carried three enormous books stacked so high in his arms that I could barely see his face behind them. Dust floated into the air with every step he took. He reached the table and dropped all three books directly in front of me. The loud thud echoed through the dining hall.

Rose as she continued to read the book in front of her. “Yeah, okay…” Cecilia also continued reading. The stack of books were all about magic. “Magus: Basic Structures Of Magic Circles” “Gifts Granted By God” “Divine Magic And Belief” “Elemental Resonance Between Magic And Science” “Advanced Guide to Magic” were some of the titles among others. Rose’s objective was to master at least a few high tier magic for the upcoming fight. That was the original plan that she thought of when she had just returned from the last quest but as of now, she was keeping watch. Her eyes also took quick glances at Cecilia.

What should we start with now? My eyes scans through the books. Blood moon. Okay that would be later, the book seems too big and bloody. I pick up a much smaller book which reads 'werewolf history, okay this one seems better. At the end of an hour, I had finished with the book and take up another. 'Magus.' If I am right, that's the Latin world for magic. I read until the sun goes down, and my stomach starts grumbling for food. And so far, I managed to get a better view of the whole thing.