Myrradingmanga Novels & Stories

A crooked grin spread across his face, and Slate said, “Command the magic, Nya. Feel it.” Nya closed her eyes, wondering why she hadn’t seen this scene ever before, and put her hand over the wound. “Heart of Magic,” she whispered, “I command you to heal this wound. Heal this man, and make him whole again.” Immediately, she felt the power pulsing through her, stronger now than it ever had before. It flowed from her fingers into Slate’s chest, and he closed his eyes as a warmth embraced both of them, a circling breeze like the hottest of summer days engulfing them and sweeping them up into the air. Nya opened her eyes for a second to see a warm, red light spinning around them before they were

22th May 2014, Akira wave goodbye to his family. Like all normal days, he has been walking to school while admiring the sunrise from the side of the road. His arms stretched in the air letting go a big sigh to enjoy the morning breath. Mira already contacts him that she won't be coming to school so he must survive alone this time. Well, it's an opportunity for him since there is something he must solve today...

The scene is very chaotic and heart-wrenching as blood-curdling screams resonated throughout the entire place. In the Majika World, Mages and Black Wizards help each other defeat the flesh-eating demons and monsters that suddenly appeared. The young child, Mirai, together with Regit and the legendary snake Armani, leads the armies bravely to defeat the flying demons and monsters. Because of the spellbook that Luna gave to Mirai, she became the most powerful mage in the entire Majika World. However, death is inevitable this time because they can’t save everyone all at once. Demons and monsters were way too many, and they were outnumbered tenfold. Extreme fear assailed everyone and almost gave

Miracle rattled the slips, checking if there were any secret papers hidden in between. But there was none. The second half of the story was gone. "C'mon... Don't do this to me. I have to know the story." Miracle pressed her fingers to her lips, murmuring lines of undefinable words that echoed softly in the dimly lit room. As she chanted, a gentle swirl of white light unfurled from her fingertips, enveloping her hand in a shimmering embrace. Silvery tendrils of smoke swirled into the room, weaving in response to her invocation. They laid atop her mark of divinity on her chest, and seconds later, the bulging veins around her reddening mark began to ease.

It was rawer, hungrier. The whispers recoiled, hissing. This is not enough. You cannot protect them all. You will only prolong the suffering. Mirra opened her eyes. They glowed faint green, bright even against the canopy’s dimness. “No,” she whispered, steady now. “But I can protect what remains.” She rose to her feet, cradling the ember of life she had drawn into her chest. The whispers pressed harder, louder, but she no longer bent beneath them. The forest around her writhed as tendrils of darkness lashed from the soil, trying to choke out the sapling, to drag her back into despair. Mirra lifted her hands, and the ember flared.

Akira clawed at the strigoi's arms, her lungs burning, air refusing to enter them. Mirabel's grip tightened, lifting Akira effortlessly off her feet, her boots dangling uselessly above the blood-stained carpet. Akira's vision began to tunnel, the edges of her sight growing dark, consumed by the encroaching shadows. "Such a waste," Mirabel whispered, her fangs elongating, gleaming wickedly in the faint moonlight filtering through the broken window. "You could have lived, little lamb, if you'd only know your place." Akira's struggles weakened. Her hands fell away from Mirabel's arms, useless. The room spun, and the last thing she saw before consciousness threatened to abandon her was the damag

The noise from the fighting echoed in their ears, the shrieks of terror and the crackling energy of spells lacing the air. In the corner of the maze, Mia stumbled as a reflection of herself emerged from one of the mirrors, its eyes burning with malice. The real Mia reached for her staff, preparing to defend herself, but before she could act, the reflection lunged. “Mia!” Ryan screamed, rushing forward to help. But it was too late. In a flash, Mia’s reflection engulfed her. The real Mia screamed in agony before her body collapsed to the floor, lifeless. The group could only watch in horror as the reflections continued to claim their lives.

“Then why do you fight for a world that will never give you this back?” Rael swallowed hard. “Because I have to.” His father’s eyes flashed. “Then prove it.” The throne room shattered. Myrra’s Trial Myrra stood in a darkened library, shelves stretching endlessly into the void. Before her, books floated in the air, their pages turning on their own. Whispers filled the space, voices overlapping. She stepped forward and reached for one. Her own name was written across the cover. She opened it. Inside were the names of the dead. Every person she had failed. Every mistake she had made.

“Are you sure about that? You’re surrounded, and your entire hybrid army is dead. I don’t know what happened to your brother, but he isn’t here either. No one will come and save you.” Mirelle’s response is to roar and kick Lily off her back, only to get attacked by Juanita, Chelsea, and Jenny. The three rogues bite into her arms and leg to hold her down as the magic circle expands with an eerie energy. Suddenly light pierces Mirelle’s chest, causing her to scream in excruciating pain until she finally shatters into a million shards of glass. “Goodbye, dear,” my grandma smiles with her hands placed on Lily’s shoulders. “Let’s hope I never see your ugly face on my territory again! See you in h

she told Marrissa coldly. For a moment, it looked like Marrissa might listen. She took one step back, then another. But her smirk returned. “You are good,” she said to me, “I will give you that.” Before I could reply, something sped toward us… by the time I could make out who it was. Maverick struck Lady Maddison from behind. She gasped and stumbled forward, blood blooming across her side. I spun toward them, but Marrissa moved fast. Something hard hit the side of my head. My vision blurred, and the ground rushed up to meet me. The last thing I heard was Marrissa’s laugh before everything went black.