Magus Of The Wizarding World Novels & Stories

The Year 1417, The Fourth Month of the Year Phil ran as fast as his tired legs could carry him. He couldn't believe that a powerful mage like him was running away for his life. He was one of the most respected wizards of his time in Light Magic Realm and he had received the Order of Merlin, one of the titles given to the most powerful only. But now, here he was; hiding and running for his life. How things change. But he ran with a smile. It was all worth it. Did he regret? Maybe not.

Vines of mysterious glowing fauna filled the canopy, instilling the air with a floral aroma. “What’s with them?” “The Magi, Arthurian instructs them. Gnosenia Magus was given to the best candidate of intellect. Arthurian is most talented when it comes to magic. The tomes are his breakfast.” Lei chuckled and finally returned to sitting promptly on her cushioned chair. “It’s hard to think that charming womanizer is that incredibly intelligent.” “You don’t agree?” “I mean,” she shutted her eyes and recalled how the brothers used to be back then when they weren’t Alphas. “It’s just that everyone just seems so different from what they were supposed to be back then.”

How could I ever take this thing off? He used to be a very powerful wizard alongside my father, but he inadvertently lost his magic. He tried using forbidden magic, causing the gods to take it away as a consequence. Apparently, he is still able to detect magic in objects as well as people, and can still be affected by magical items. He just can’t cast spells or use magic himself. I felt great sympathy for him when he shared his story. I wished I could give it back. Heck, I even tried. He laughed, telling me I don’t have that kind of power. Eventually, I knew I needed to go and prepare for my ceremony, but I didn’t want to leave his side.

One stupid woman even said she would willingly give herself to him and make babies with him if he just gave her a glance. I also found out that he was the infamous Morgan Wright, the CEO of Wright Corporation and the heir to the Wright Empire. Before my uncle finished making his call, the whispers around me had already given me a vague impression of the handsome man, and I had also come to the conclusion; he was an arrogant jerk.

Usually, she was boisterous, loudly jabbering on about our roles as witches. Being a witch herself, Sungul was always proud of the status we hold in the world. People would look upon us as if we were gods. Magic was a mystery that most couldn’t understand. It was chaotic, unknowing and seemingly unyielding, and yet to them we were able to control it with a slew of words or a twirl of a wand. To them, being able to wield magic as “flawlessly” as we can was a sign that we were blessed by the gods.

I tilt my head to the side. “All of them have magic as my mate?” I ask, and they shake their heads. “No, the majority have magic in them, but this girl was so powerful Azlela took her under the wing herself. She was determined to get her well educated and make her control complete. She must have kept teaching her after she was thrown out.” The room goes silent again as we all eat our dinner, everyone in their own world of thoughts. Suddenly mom jumps up. Both me and dad look at her in surprise and she just says to give us 2 minutes.

“I’m a Magyc , Aqua and Terra, to be exact. Though I can tap into other cores if I focus.” I just stared at him, unsure if I’d heard right. “A Magyc?” “Yep,” he said casually. “You probably call us witches or warlocks, but trust me, there are major differences.” I couldn’t even find words. “So you’re telling me you’re a mythical supernatural?” I asked quietly, almost afraid to say it too loudly as if the illusion would break. “I am,” he said simply. “We all are.” My eyes flicked toward Raven and Damon.

“Go on.” “A mage. One willing to get us through the Cursed Forest.” My pulse kicked. “Mages don’t work for the crown.” “This one doesn’t care. He’s not loyal to anyone but he’s willing to negotiate.” “Where is he?” “Not far. But…” Magnus lowered his voice. “He’s tricky and dangerous.” I smirked. “Good. So am I.” Magnus didn't argue. He turned and led the way. ---- The old mage sat inside what seemed to be a poorly lit tomb. His long, bony fingers tapping against a wooden staff that looked as old as he did. His sharp eyes followed Magnus and I as we stepped inside.

I was a little afraid she might burn the school to the ground, but Maggie had left her in the care of Mage Jaye herself, so at least it would be the head of the council who would be responsible to make sure that everyone didn’t end up charred by the new charge. “I’m not sure what’s wrong with her,” I said to Maggie. “She is probably the strangest person I’ve ever met.” “Yeah, me, too,” she said. “And I’ve met a lot of people. She doesn’t really talk. She doesn’t let go of me, like ever. And whenever she gets upset, she flips out. I can’t tell if she is just a strange girl who happens to be a mage or if it’s because she’s a mage that she’s so strange. I don’t think it’s the latter. I mean, I’

she trailed off staring at nothing. "Mage...isn't mage similar to a wizard?" Xavier asked hesitantly. "No!" Jade replied defiantly. "A mage is a wizard, yes, but he is a wizard who has chosen the dark path, a mage is a wizard who practices dark magic. A normal wizard wouldn't dare to do so, its forbidden", Jade's irises had red rings around them. She was upset and angry. Xaver just nodded. He understood where she was coming from. He knew the feeling. When a werewolf went rogue, he felt the same anger and remorse. No king or queen wanted their people to choose the wrong path.