Mind Magic Audiobook Novels & Stories

I find it strange that there are no notes or marked pages. I pick up the second book and am surprised that there are notes, but not in my hand. The handwriting is that of a man and seems old. Curiously, I follow the directions for the hand motions and see a pink smoke illuminating from my hand. Concentrating on a medical terminology book on a shelf, I call it to me, then stop it before it reaches me. “Page 75,” the book opens to the page, and I hear the words in my head. “Stop,” I say, then, “Page 283.” The pages turn, and then I hear the words again. “Stop, go back.” The book goes back to its place on the shelf. My attention then goes back to the spell book. Everything is handwritten and it

I crossed my arms, feeling self-conscious. She studied me intently, her head tilted to the side like that of a curious puppy and said: Of course, I don't know exactly how your magic works, but the best advice I was given was to let your body and your spirit connect. Close your eyes. I made a face but did as she said. She went on: Good. Now relax your mind and search for the magic. When you find it, let me know. I wanted to tell the little red dragon she was kooky, but I decided to give her advice a try.

“You two will wake up from the memories when you are done seeing everything you are meant to see. Your wolf spirit will be in control to show you what you’re meant to see. She won’t be able to interact with either of you. Think of her as a guide you cannot see.” Fuck, magic is complex. I’m so glad I don’t have to worry about it. Mags begins setting up the candles. The black and white candles are alternated around us while the red candle is placed between our heads. Mags steps out of the circle as she kneels by our heads. Mags places one hand on my forehead and the other on Zane’s forehead. As Mags begins to chant, Zane squeezes my hand one more time to let me know he is with me. Damn, do I l

For a second, he doubted his own sanity. “Mmmhh,” he had read a headline and it was about a spell which was a bit dark it included using blood and fire magic he had decided to memorize it hoping it would work. He could feel the echo of his voice stronger like the hallway was empty yet it wasn't. From his pocket, he pulled a worn slip of parchment a rune etched in faded ink, a page he had pulled from a book he saw in the old library, Forbidden magic, Fire-linked. He had spent his entire day researching in the library.

"Wait—I might have something that can make it a whole lot easier." "How?" "A spell. To change your shape and your scent. Not much, just enough to mess with their scans." I lifted an eyebrow. "A spell? Who casts one on me?" He was grinning. "Remember Old Magda?" "Oh no. Not her. The woman's insane." "She is not insane. She is a morals-unquestioning mystic herbalist," he told me. "She's insane," I told him. "Talented," he said . "Come on, before you wake up to your senses."

Manny pulled me towards him, feeding me more power. "It's fine, take it." He whispered, feeding me more magic. "Manny." I let his name escape my mouth before I heard a loud snap in my mind. I felt a surge of power like never before. I could feel the magic tingling in my fingers. My mind felt sharp and powerful, like I could easily manipulate anyone's mind if I so chose. All of Manny's thoughts and memories flooded me from our touch. I can get through his barriers with such ease now. I was finally able to let go and pushed away, not trying to invade his privacy any further.

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.

The old man sat cross legged on one and motioned for me to sit on the other. "Call your magic" "Huh?" this guy is crazy. I was starting to regret my decision to train with him. "I already told you before. The magic is you. Imagine it as a blanket covering you and order it to do your bidding." I took his advice and imagined my magic like a blanket it was similar to the meditation sessions Selena drilled into me. I felt it spread over my body until it was like every hair on my body was standing on its end. The loud bang that shook the entire keep came like a bucket of water on me and I was shaken from my magically induced trance. Well this isn't good.

Magnus and I had faced countless dangers together, but this time, his life hung in the balance, his soul tied to the whims of ancient magic. As Meredith began the magic, the air hummed with power, and the circle of candles flickered, casting dancing shadows on the ground. I focused on the flame before me, watching as it swayed and pulsed with otherworldly energy. "Channel your emotions, Astrid," Meredith's voice echoed in my mind, urging me to draw upon the depths of my love and determination. "He will feel your presence through the veil." Closing my eyes, I summoned memories of Magnus: his infectious laughter, the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, the strength of his arms

Sybil whispered in my thoughts. "You are more powerful than you know, focus and remember who you are” I swallowed, forcing myself to breathe. My fear began to melt away, replaced by something stronger. I felt the pulse of magic inside me, the energy stirring beneath my skin. Sybil’s voice was a lifeline, guiding me. "Together, we can break this." I nodded, locking eyes with the book. Its covers moved as I raised my hands, feeling the power surge through me. The ancient words rose to my lips without thought, magic flowing like water, growing stronger with each syllable.