Ninja Magician Novels & Stories

Irina was amazed, looking at her dress. “Let me see your bleeding hands.” Lucas closed the gap between them. He didn’t need to do anything with her face as the slapping mark had already gone. “Wow…” Irina impressed, looking at her clean hands. “I’m healed.” Smiling weakly, Lucas didn’t dare telling her that her wound healed itself and he did nothing about it but cleaned the blood stain. “I knew it.” Irina exclaimed. “Magic is amazing thing.” Lucas smile turned weaker. “Speaking of magic, why don’t you or Master Nieal scare of me? Why not have me burnt like stories I heard about magic users?”

she trailed off staring at nothing. "Mage...isn't mage similar to a wizard?" Xavier asked hesitantly. "No!" Jade replied defiantly. "A mage is a wizard, yes, but he is a wizard who has chosen the dark path, a mage is a wizard who practices dark magic. A normal wizard wouldn't dare to do so, its forbidden", Jade's irises had red rings around them. She was upset and angry. Xaver just nodded. He understood where she was coming from. He knew the feeling. When a werewolf went rogue, he felt the same anger and remorse. No king or queen wanted their people to choose the wrong path.

No! It was then that my eyes landed in front of me. Standing there on trembling legs was Tor. I could see he was fighting with all of his strength to resist my magic. But at Damion's command, I was compelled to listen and I gripped my fists tighter and brought my magic down onto Tor's strong shoulders. I watched in anguish as my mate, a proud and powerful warrior who bowed to no one, dropped to his knees. Tor looked at me with his pleading silver eyes. "My Luna, please come back to me."

Cut off and isolated from the general world. I looked at Tali, pointed for her to share her story. She cleared her throat. "Oh, sure, make me follow Ms. Ninja over here." She blew out a breath that disturbed her bangs. "I'm Tali. I'm an expert level Krav Maga practitioner. I recently escaped from and killed a number of the Night Terror gang in Russia. What I don't have in classic training, I make up for in sheer tenacity and stubbornness. If it needs to get done, I'll find a way to make it happen."

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.

she shouted at him, trying to catch up with him, but she couldn't catch anything, not even her breathe. Thomas Milner saw the carnage building up inside the room, and it wasn't over yet. He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the doors. He had a form of Earth magic where he could manipulate the physical structure of something without breaking its integrity. The humongous table b

All the new mages were gathered together in a very large room and they had all taken their seats behind a table with a magic herb and a cauldron on it. There were 90 of them in total and their instructor was a mage that she hadn’t seen before. He said to them, only for those who hadn’t already done so, to start by taking the level 1 mind opening magic herb that was on their table and he told them that they just had to eat the little white flower that was in the center of it.

“A man could well lose his part to her gentle touch!” “Then what have you planned?” Jaecar’s black brows lifted in interest. “I intend to play as unfairly as she.” “How’s that?” “A spell an old friend gave me.” “The mage Commander when he trained you.” “Nay.” Magus shook his head. “We rarely saw him. The one that truly trains is his Second in Command, Hawk. He was my mentor.” *** “And what spell did he give you?” Magus beamed. “One to melt a woman who’s toyed with you too long. One he wrote for a particular little mage that had been teasing him below the breeches.”

Nathan started, abject sorrow overriding the normal coldness of his face. “Freya and Margo, you are the only mages here, and the only ones who can fight this. We can only support by keeping the warriors away from you, with any tool possible, whilst you chant the magic that will either kill them, or send them back to where they came from.” Nathan stated, and moved with Kane in such a speed that was faster than light, before Freya could say a word.

If he went to them himself, he would be put at a disadvantage as the girls were in their hands after all. Unexpectedly, he managed to rescue them by tricking the monster. He was finally at ease. With a piercing gaze, he looked at the remaining dozen or so ninjas. The ninjas were humiliated and angry as they drew their blades, ready to attack. The black-haired monster knew that Kiran was an enemy by now, so it gazed at him angrily and spurted more nonsense before attacking him once again. “Die!” Kiran shouted. He pierced his right index finger with a silver needle, and a stream of blood spurted out. He made a gesture in the air, drawing an evil-repelling talisman.