Morgiana Magi Novels & Stories

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’

Her name was Marcia, she was another of the great generals under the emperor’s command, she was head of the Azure army, this army consisted of all females that rode on the backs of great birds called Skylarks that each woman had to tame herself, with Marcia as their leader, no man had ever been accepted by a Skylark as its master in over 500 years, so no males ever tried to tame one anymore. “First lesson, always expect a fight” Markus called out. Looking towards where his voice came from, Lacey and Rex were astounded, he was not able to be seen! “What magic is this!?” Lacey called out, for Rex he felt this was the same magic Duncan had done to them at the staircase to his house earlier that

he said roughly, turning away. An hour later, we were in an SUV heading south. Luna slept in the back while I sat beside Dimitri, trying to process everything. "Tell me about my aunt," I said quietly. "Morgana is... intense. She runs a supernatural bar in the French Quarter. Neutral ground for all species." He glanced at me. "She's also one of the most powerful witches alive." "More powerful than my mother was?" "Different. Your mother was a seer and healer. Morgana is a war witch."

Would she be able to get them through the wall? ‘Calm yourself. Camilla is here. She will have a way to deal with her,’ my wolf reassured me, but I could also hear the tremble in her voice. She was also worried about this new foe. Nolan stepped in front of me defensively. “You wolves are so easily worked up,” Morgana said as she floated down and landed as lightly as if she were stepping off a stair. She smiled at us like a host greeting late guests. “Allow me, since the children can’t manage it,” she said. “I am Morgana. The greatest witch who has ever lived, no matter what the old woman beside you wants you to believe.”

They smelled similar. A woman stood at the center of a clearing. She was tall—taller than Aria—with silver hair that fell past her waist and eyes that were the exact same shade of blue as Aria's. She wore a simple white dress stained with dirt at the hem, and her feet were bare on the forest floor. "Morgana," Aria said. "Hello, daughter of my blood." Morgana's voice was warm. Not cold, not vengeful, not any of the things Aria had expected from a witch whose curse had destroyed generations. "You look like your mother."

What am I gonna do? They were about to attack me but suddenly they turned to ashes. How did that happen?! Who did that?! And suddenly a young woman appeared in front of me and looked just my age. I can't see her face but she is obviously beautiful in a black tube gown and she also has black hair that is beautiful and she has a skirt. And she fought with the dark werewolves, she was good at fighting. Her fighting skills can be compared to Drake's whose one of the best fighters in the ausgberg aside from me.

The figure stepped back just enough to let the corridor light reach her face. Sharp cheekbones. Dark eyes that missed nothing. Silver-streaked hair that had come slightly loose from its arrangement, the only evidence of how fast she'd moved to get here. Not Elena. Older than Elena. Carrying something Elena had traded away. a warmth beneath her coldness, something that lived in the eyes rather than the controlled architecture of expression. Morgana. Kade and Kane's aunt. The woman Kade had described as the most powerful wolf in three generations. The woman who'd told him Ariana's wolf was locked away, waiting.

Eventually we turned to dark magic. Morgana was raised in a Mother worshiping coven, though she was currently part of a Crone coven. It’s why she knew how to do fertility potions, but also knew dark magic spells. Honestly, until she mentioned that, I had never looked at the rest of her site. There were a lot of white magic spells: protection spells, good luck potions, and powders to rid your garden of gnomes. But at the bottom of the site, there were examples of the darker side of magic: spells to conjure the spirits of the dead, hexes, and blood magic.

He explains. "Right.." I say shifting on my feet nervously. I'm about to ask him another question when my wolf suddenly starts howling inside of me and I feel a sharp pain in my stomach and my head and everywhere. 'Wolfsbane!!' Morgan exclaims from inside of me and I suddenly feel disconnected from her. I feel a sensation like she's slipping away from me but I can still faintly feel her. "Morgana?" Reece says my name and I let out an excruciating scream because the pain just got worse and I don't think I can sense my wolf anymore.

I scanned the place. I am sure. This is the place where I dropped off Magda last time. I can't be wrong. I spoke in the back of my mind. I wonder why Bel is the one who was here. Just in case Bel and Magda are the same people—No! No! It's impossible. I protested. If you take a look, Bel has a sun-kissed skin tone while Magda is fair. Bel has shoulder-length hair while Magda is long. The woman who's with me now is tall, while Magda just has an average height.