Peerless Magical Power Novels & Stories

“Hear my voice, gatekeepers of heaven and hell. I beseech you to return what you took. I beseech you to grant us life. For the sake that we bring peace to the world. May his soul return to his body. May he walk again. May he strive again. May he rule again. Supreme Magic: [Revival]!” Upon activating her magic, the magic circle glowed brightly. The device in her hand connected to the circle via a visible light wire. On the screen of the device, there was a progress bar as well that was reversing. “Hey, is that fine?” “It’s just the soul energy being consumed. It’s fine.” Pearl said. Sweat trickled down her forehead and cheek. Bronto understood that this spell took enormous focus to pull off.

She told Walter in her brat manner. Walter won't allow it. He served the late queen Magenta for almost sixty years with loyalty. While she was alive, she told him that when using the Heart of Magic, it takes courage and control to achieve its certain power. You can use its power if necessary but with limitations. Once, the Heart of Magic will be wielded by someone with a dark desire in her heart, it will vanish on her own and find a person who will serve to be its new master. "Why the rush? We are now peaceful and growing! You can't use its power wherever you like!" Walter advise her.

she says. I pull her into a tight hug, “She said should – she never said you will lose your powers?” I ask her. She pulls back from me, “The Moon Goddess definitely said should, but what else would she mean but to take my powers away? It was wrong of me, as a healer, to take a life Adam,” she says trying to make me understand.

Strong jawline, cheekbones that could slice glass, and lips that held no warmth. But it was his eyes that stole my breath. Those unnerving pale irises, not quite grey or blue, but something in between. Almost silver. Almost white. Like frost on glass. Eyes that saw everything. Eyes that burned through you. His thick dark hair was styled neatly, swept away from his face. Everything about him screamed dominance, cold beauty, and unshakable power. “You’re late,” he said coolly, his gaze skimming over my dress lingering for a second too long.

Power unused is power uncontrolled. "You are saying I need to use my power more? After spending months learning to restrain it?" "Restraint and use are not opposites. You can be controlled while still using your power regularly." Sebastian stood, pacing. "Think of it like a muscle. If you only exercise during emergencies, that muscle will be weak and unpredictable when you need it most. But if you use it daily, gradually increasing strength, it becomes reliable. Trustworthy." "So what do you suggest? I start using magic to do laundry?" "Actually, yes. Use it for small things. Lighting fires. Healing minor cuts. Moving objects. Weave power into your daily routine until it becomes as natural a

Another hearty laugh echoed inside Phil's head as he winced from the loud volume. "Okay boy. I will only tell you this once so you better listen. The sigil of cruelty is a supernatural power that is inside every people. Yes, you heard me right, every people, and even some rare precedence it could be found in some animals as well. Although normal people can't willfully activate the sigil, its existence of it is still there. Since you are a holder of a seed, the sigil of cruelty acts as another form of battery for you. The sigil expands your energy limit by another 100 points for now."

Ah its very effective against necromancers. That's a very nice weapon. It has blessings! According to Prof. James, having a weapon blessed with the power of divinity is most likely the best option for ordinary people to have power. Having divine power has a higher probability for ordinary people, not like mages and magicians that require talent and bloodline. "500 Nurses and it will be yours."

There's no way that he had just willed her attack to disappear into thin air with just a waved of his hand. That's simply impossible! There's only one person who could do that and certainly it wasn't him. He heaved out a sigh, must he go through the exhausting process of explaining it again? "It seems you have forgotten what I can do, Parisa." he told her with a small smile. "It's in my name already. I have the power to make everything turn into nothing." "That's impossible!" she snarled again, this time, summoning fireballs around her, and was thankful that he had the consideration to actually cast a spell to elevate them-or their subconscious in another realm where no one would get hurt by

Erebus said, leaning on the rope of the ring -- he was too tired, and the movement was taking a toll on him, "And even light, you cannot break it but at all, unless you hurt yourself." "Y-you have magic?" Perses was still not at all back with his clear mind. "I know you never wanted to betray me." Erebus said, tilting his head, "I'm showing you that magic is a form of power. If you are not more powerful than the spell caster, then you won't have a chance against it." "I know I'm not powerful as you, my Lord." Perses lowered his head. "Still innocent as ever." Erebus laughed and walked towards Perses, "I'm saying, that's what the Queen did to you. You had no choice, and you have nothing to fe

A wizard who would surely boost the fear of the black magic wizards gathered there, through her future actions, in an attempt to save the world of the wizards and the world of the sceptics from the new threat on the world. A girl, who’d never been considered an important enemy to anyone, has now become their greatest fear. She became ... the possessor of a spell capable of nullifying any magic. Yes, we all know now that Elizabeth Catherine Edwards is the possessor of the most powerful magic in the wizards’ world ... A spell that can nullify any spells and can turn the wizards’ world into a world of sceptics. A magic simply called: Antimagic. THE END