Monarch Of Magic Novels & Stories

The monastery’s walls groaned, shedding flakes of stone. Inside Killian’s skull, the First spoke calm, patient: “Every struggle ends with surrender. You’re not holding him back. You’re holding yourself back. One word, one moment, and I can stop this. All you need do… is let me in.” The tendril surged, wrapping around Daryl’s chest now, lifting him into the air. Killian clung to his cousin’s shoulders, dangling, boots scraping stone. Pain tore through him, magic burning. He could feel his bones splitting, his veins glowing faint red as the First’s power pressed into him.

"What are you trying to say?" "Do you want me to spell it out for you? I rather doubt the rumors of your astounding intelligence." Tori threw off the same statement that he used towards her the other day at his office. His face creased with disdain. Not minding the obvious contempt from the crown prince, Tori continued. "Well then, the Kingdom of Monakre is a port country, they hold the biggest shipping companies and the largest port city that connected the empire to the commercial country, Ming country. The friendship between the previous kings of the two countries which is passed down to the two of you made the two countries as invincible as the Eckrett Empire. However, the obvious friends

The shadows swallowed him. I fell to my knees. Not from grief. From something worse. The Monarch power inside me shattered. The bond between king and world cracked under the weight of what had happened. I felt it break. The ancient magic that had crowned me as monarch vanished like smoke. The world itself had rejected me. And still— I stayed. Because Aella was still there. Buried beneath the darkness. Fighting. Always fighting. Even when the world was already gone. The vision faded slowly.

Draco meticulously adds the blood into the contents of the pot. The other two kings and Elon's mother gather a few steps from the altar. "Your majesty, how shall we know when the magic is most potent?" King Andriel questions. "This stuff is otherworldly, thus you all need to follow my instructions to the letter. Otherwise we all might be swallowed up by the unknown," Draco warns. "Why do you need to understand anything here, Andriel?" Elon questions suspiciously. "You're getting any mischievous thoughts to take advantage of this ritual? Remember whose right it is to become the King of kings."

It was because he didn’t pose a danger to me. He lifted his head slowly, breathing so hard that his giant body shook. When his eyes opened, they were no longer silver. They burned with the fire of a king—an immortal. Maybe an unstoppable monarch of the supernatural world. He reached for me. Not gently but possessively, as if touching what he had been hunting for centuries. “My name…” He inhaled sharply, as if speaking cost him control. “It’s Magnon!” Magnon! I fell to my knees with bewilderment. I saw darkness for a moment as a wave of doom swept across me.

The Red Moon day arrived but this time my family, the creature of full moon weren't happy. The occasion of Red Moon day came in every 3 years and that time when the moon shine upon us we all feel powerful than ever. Every wolf life depend upon it's pack and tribe so that particular day when the moon was at its peak every wolf unconsciously shape-shifts to their natural worm because wolf are most powerful at its animal form. Its been our ritual for so long, the tribe gather up together to feel enlightened, more powered and stronger.

In some perfect reign in the palace, Magno have his stand to rule as a king and have his son Caminito, who was Alder also sitted at the left side of his father while Danie could not expect his proposal for her to become a Queen of Versailles. And with dealing with the curse of a fool and devouring witch, they’ve got to be hiding each others lives to escape from the threat. But with all the brave and to justify, a once trick will always find a way to break curse of beheading people as a trick. Majika’s living her life in the deep forest and have it free from being a harmful wilderness. “Want to be healed?” Argen asked, but was grinning. The necklace was back and how her eyes turned into a red

General Montgomery added. “He’s an alpha of a strong pack that he started with the sole purpose of getting Carlton off the throne. Besides that, he’s the Dragon Prince, despite how you feel about the mating that brought him into this world. Aragon has also begun the sharing of power with him, which means he’s also a Lycan King. At the very least, you owe him respect as a royal,” Simiyan pointed out. I wouldn’t lie and say I wasn’t overjoyed at how they all stood up for me.

"Percy?" It was his childhood friend, Percy, coaching a carriage-carrying horse. Judging by his seemingly ordinary look, who would have thought that he is a talented magic user who specializes in wood manipulation? Be it a tree or a furniture, his skill allows him to control its shape at his will. "Heard yah gonna be participating too. How about a ride? Let's go crash the palace gate!"

"And what does that mean?" "It means the magic realm will no longer be safe. Magic Academy is on natural grounds, but..." Hayden scratches the back of his head, eyes appearing concerned before he continues. "The teachers are of different species, and so I don't think it's safe to stay here either." "Oh..." I take a deep breath. "And since you're the vampire prince, you're probably the least safe."