Monarch Of Magic Novels & Stories

One’s fate can never be told according to their parents’ race, identity, or denomination. Alona knew her ancestors and was a direct descendant of the Grand White Witch of the East. So, her daughter’s title and identity had never been in doubt or questioned if she should be called a mage or a witch. She is the one and only heiress to the Grand Coven of the East. But even the High Priestess Aquila could not stand in equal power and sovereignty to Lexy’s abilities. “The Crown Prince Mauricio is under a magic spell; a very powerful one that not even I can locate him,” Priestess Aquila said without hesitation or stammer.

The monarch and his wife jumped into the arena. “Who are you, and why are you doing this?” The monarch asked with a stern tone. “For over a thousand years, I've searched for a body worthy of my gloriousness to punish this filthy world for existing. My name is Sabbath, the ill-born of the moon goddess,” Mary's body spoke. “Well, Sabbath, your time has finally come. You shall die at my ha-” Before the monarch could finish his sentence, both he and his wife's heads were cut off instantly by a swing of Sabbath's left index finger.

Akisha stated, causing the king and queen's brows to furrow. "It's impossible. What you did earlier is only possible for those with royal blood. Only those with royal blood can do that. And you will not have that power even if you are royalty. Only 3 people have had that kind of power. People with that kind of power are called musicist. Musicists are the only ones who can use music as a powerful weapon. They used to be a threat to the tenebris, so the tenebris also killed people who possessed such power, as they did to the illusionists. And if you really are an illusionist, how did you do that? A Magi can only have one power. Don't tell me you have two powers? " The king explains. "I also do

From the middle of the ring, a tall drake with the long red center spike of a sea drake takes his place near the center of the stage. “Greetings Noble folk from across the realms,” His voice carries on the wind, augmented somehow by some unseen force, as he bows before us all, his wings transformed into a coat of iridescent scales. “I am THE Magician, the bringer of mystery and magic from across the realms. On behalf of our benevolent Queen Eleanora, I wish you all a brilliant and fabulous ALL KINGDOM FAIRE!!!” With those last three words, he pumps his fist to punctuate his words as flames shoot up around him, exploding into stars of colored light.

The Ashen Monarch crawls from the ruins of the old world to test our borders. There was a ripple of shock and alarm among the assembled lords, some of the elders turning pale with dread. Caelum stood up from his throne, towering over the assembly, his shadow-magic flaring dangerously around his broad shoulders. "Let him come," Caelum roared, his voice vibrating in the chest of every single guest. "Let him bring his ash and his fire. He will find no broken kingdoms here—only a unified empire, standing as one behind our crown."

Rector said with a chuckle and a wink. “Well my lords, not entirely” Rowina said, standing up, once again raising her hand, “I once read stories about a Grand Magus who once communed with spirits in the dark realm, who then showed him glimpses of what it would look like if the necromancers Gargaroth and Telagus were not defeated.” “That is a myth” Rector replied with a head shake and small chuckle, before walking out of the door, closing it behind him. “What happened to this Grand Magus?” Rex asked, he was curious about the ending to the story she told.

“The best magician in the empire?” “That’s right”, Alastair interrupted, he glared outside as if the fact annoyed him, “He’s known as one of the best magicians and used to be the previous royal magician , back when my father ruled. He retired when my father did and decided to dedicate his time to the academy. He inherited it from his late uncle”. Alexis hadn’t thought he’d be such an admirable person, she frowned as she thought of him. ‘Rude… he was really rude”.

"But Aquant and Torus can't train him the way he needs to be trained." "It's the best I can do. He has to learn. Fenon may think he knows what's best but Marvelon's powers aren't so easy to control. If he takes them, Marvelon can end up dying." Mom smoothed out her skirt. "Marvelon's powers can't be removed." Craig arched a brow. "Marvelon is half-human. It is much easier than you think to take the other half of his supernatural powers." Mom laid on her back and stretched out her arms. "What's the origin of the King of Kings?"

James waved his hand slightly and said, “Let’s avoid such formalities.” “Alright.” Quincy did not say anything else. “Sir,” a voice came over from outside the main hall once again. Monica walked in. With a bright smile, she greeted everyone. “Hi, everyone. I’m Monica Trinity, an Inner Disciple of Mr. Caden.” James introduced Monica with a smile as well. After that, James stayed in Wyrmstead Palace and did not leave while he waited for Xandros to search for the whereabouts of the last Ancestral God Rank Elixir.

The threefold sigils glowed brighter than ever. In the center of the hall, steam hissed from the broken fountain. From its depths rose… A shadow. Watching. Bleeding from its eyes. Nyra’s heart seized. The final figure of legend, the true Monarch of Blood, had returned.