Ninja Magician Novels & Stories

The word felt inadequate. Magnus’s eyes met hers, filled with a mix of fear and determination that made her heart clench. Made her want to run and stay all at once. “It is.” Magnus took a deep breath, his gaze distant as if recalling ancient legends. Or nightmares. “There’s Zeeb,” he began, his voice taking on a hushed, almost reverent tone. “His spirit guide is Razor, a saber-toothed tiger that grants him superhuman strength. I’ve heard he can lift entire buildings with his bare hands.”

When Philly saw that Samurai's can't die and how fast they were, he instructed his Nine Fingers to Protect Nora and leave the fight for the Samurai's. Before long, all Craig's Ninja's lay dead, remaining Craig who brought out his sword and ran towards them. “What a bunch of losers.” Craig said as he kicked some of the dead Ninja's out of the way. The nine Samurai's attacked Craig at the same time. But they didn't stand a chance against Craig, as he used his magic powers to pin them all on the ground. The Nine Fingers tried to attack him from behind, but he also pinned them like he did to the Samurai's, thinking they were Immortals like the Samurai's, he didn't attack them.

"Where did they go?" "I'm not sure. I'm guessing them appearing has to do with the way the incantation infused you with the seven magics. Even though Sharra took your wings and your magics, they are still a part of you." He gave me a big smile. "I mean you were created by the seven magics. You were already a part of them, and the spell just reawakened them within you - at least that's what I'm thinking." I nodded. "That makes sense, I guess. But what about the weapon needed to kill the assassins. Did that part not work? Is it because I didn't have my magics to start with?"

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

I quickly overcame Han, holding my dagger to his throat, signaling his defeat. Next was Jole, who wielded pure magic, forsaking any sword. Sheathing my dagger, I countered his attacks using light magic for offense and dark magic for defense. Jennifer had shown me this technique, and Xavier taught me how to ensnare dark magic users. I set magical traps that Jole couldn't detect. These sapped his energy as we battled. Noticing his fatigue, I seized the moment, swiftly defeating him. The crowd's cheers filled the air. I only wished my friends were there to witness my triumph.

Maverick’s pov- I bit my tongue to stop the growl that was threatening to rumble from within me. My wolf was furious as he looked through my eyes to the male that had intended to hurt Nina. He may not have succeeded in the task he had planned and set out to do but he nonetheless had hurt her all the same, I can see it with the unshed tears as she fired daggers into the back of the clown who now faced me.

Looking through the glass, a bright smile came upon his face and he pushed the door and entered. He quietly made his way along the sidelines and took a seat in the gallery. He looked out of the field to see a pink-haired girl in a tight bodysuit waving around two 3ft tall rapiers. It was Megan practicing her sword skills with no magic. This was what separated combat mages from practitioners of other magic paths.

’ Following the instructions he was given, Rex released the hold he had over the magic in his palm, feeling the warmth leave his hand as it disappeared. “That was cool.” “Oh shit!” Rex replied, jolting from the suddenness of the close voice behind him, he had been so focused on using magic, that he had not paid attention to his surroundings. ‘You have not learned to multitask it seems’ Fafnir chuckled. “Big old mighty hero boy always gets startled,” Minet said with a smile at Rex’s reaction. “Well not usually, I was busy,” Rex said with a scowl. “Well, we have thought that, yes, while they are busy out there, we should show you something that will keep you busy in here,” Minet said with a ch

He also wishes the warriors don’t come back with the Magic Bean and so he consulted with certain wicked Oracle in the far land to make sure the warriors won’t be able to find the Beans or not return home. The Oracle told him that if he can…

I glare up at him, daring to challenge his hungry eyes even if it's one against five. "You won't touch anything." I hold his gaze, irritated that I have to crane my neck to see his face. Being short is a damn curse. He chuckles and nods at his friends, who appear behind him with scary-looking smiles aimed at me. "That's where you are wrong, kitten," The guy with the shades says, smiling wickedly. His lips are cruel. "We are five against one, and last time I checked, you aren't good at using your magic against werewolves—I saw alpha Blake repel your magic. Now, we aren't as strong as an alpha, but we are still five people."