Novels About Magic Novels & Stories

— We have a division in magic manipulation. I agreed, watching her close her hand, and some of the books from the shelf came towards us, piling up on the hidden table in the darkness. It was amazing to see, and I could hardly believe my luck. Now I was there, watching books floating in front of me. It was really quite a change. — Witches, Sorceresses, Wizards, Wicca, and Archmages. — Right.

But taking in the position she was in, that seemed like a joke, especially when her father and brothers did not care about her. Moreover, in the novel, there were no mentions of Mage being hired to cure 'Seraphine'. In a world that was filled with magic, such creatures were not uncommon. As their name suggested, Mages dealt with magic. There were various types of Mages, and they were ranked according to their abilities. Since the author did not go into much description when it came to the Mages, Seraphine was barely aware of details when it came to them. But one thing she knew was that hiring Mages to cure someone took a lot of power and money. It was fair to say that, other than the Royal f

Rarer cases can use magic at sixteen. The magic types in this world are water, fire, air, earth, light, and darkness. The strongest magic is darkness but it is also the most dangerous one since it can corrupt the user if they are not careful enough. Light magic is something that people can use but not a lot. When someone does have light magic they are usually seen as some form of luck bringer or whatever bullshit some religious asshole tells everyone.

Maeve’s POV Holding the spellbook in my hands, I could feel the power radiating off it. It was amazing that I couldn’t feel the power until the safe was open, but now I’m staring down at it, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. This spellbook once belonged to my mother and it was a book that only an Enigma could use, which meant when my baby was old enough, he’d be able to use this book. It was filled with dark magic and spells that could destroy the entire world if not careful. This was a book that didn’t belong in the hands of King Arlan.

She was so excited that I might be a fire mage, I thought she might grow wings and fly herself. “And look here, see? Mages can heal! Not just, you know, fry people - I know that must kinda suck in most situations - but, you know, heal them, too! And there’s all sorts of other things you can do with your magic, it’s just sooo awesome!” Nola beamed, thrusting another book into my hands. There was already a stack of at least ten sitting next to my leather armchair. “How did you get a hold of all of these?” I asked, marveling at the collection.

He practically shoved it to her face. “It’s a book about divinity, my lady.” “Hm?” she hummed, reading the title. She was going to ask for a book on magic after she was one teasing, but this one didn’t seem like a bad choice. “It’s not about curses.” “We … don’t have what you’re looking for, my lady,” he replied, though Sylvia already knew. A book on curses was as rare as encountering a dark mage since owning one would immediately label one as an enemy of the state.

It was a treasure trove of Magdalene's history, a testament to a life intertwined with secrets and enigmas. In one corner, a weathered journal beckoned to Jette. Its pages held Magdalene's handwritten accounts of encounters with the mystical, dreams that transcended reality, and ancient rituals performed under the silver glow of the moon. The revelations within the journal hinted at a life steeped in magic and mystery. As Jette immersed herself in the tales penned by Magdalene, a realization dawned upon her—an understanding that Magdalene's sanctuary was not just a refuge for those seeking solace, but a haven built upon the intersection of the mundane and the magical.

so she quickly dismissed it. Evelyn spent a long time in the palace's library, skimming through the books it contained on various spells, curses, and arcana. Spells created by demons are of course forbidden and untouchable black magic in the eyes of humans, in the past Evelyn, as a magus of the temple, of course had no access to them, she had only heard of mentally insane women who had accepted gifts from demons and then degenerated into witches using evil magic, she never imagined that what she was doing here now was not much different from the witches in the legend.

That was simply blowing the matter out of proportion, did he think that just because he banned magic in his territory, it will vanish from the world? “ Fine, I get it …” she snapped flinging her arms as she glared at no one in particular. “ He might as well bring Lily to life by some sort of non-magic miracle then,” seriously, he burnt all the books in the library now where was she supposed to find a decent book with a counter curse for dark magic?

All schools of magic have their own characteristics. Amora took one of the magic books called Healing and gave it to Winter. Winter's face instantly darkened. She was very bored of studying if she had to read such a thick book. “Why don't you read it Winter?” asked Amora. “This is really boring. I don't like reading thick books. Let's just learn magic later. How about we go for a walk?” Winter refused lazily. Amora shook her head vigorously. She told Winter to sit down and read the book.