Penyihir Novels & Stories

Sir Azile frowned and looked at lord Shiloh with annoyance and later he sighs and decides to sit down. Based on what I have known as I get the information from Lord Shiloh himself, Sir Aziel has an ability to read one's mind and the most scary part is that he can order anything he wants from that person. He is known as the Puppeteer as he can control anyone he wants. I don't know if it's true but I just heard it from the others without any concrete evidence but they say that Sir Aziel can create a puppet himself. But I don't know how the hell he can do that! Imagining that terrifies the hell inside of me.

I blurted out, and everyone responded with a furrowed brow. “Really? No one knows what a siphoner is?” I asked, mouth wide open. Louis looked more excited than the rest of them. “You mean Gemini twins who are siphoners?” He said with just as much excitement as I. “I've read about them in one of those diaries at the library. Siphoners are rare witches who lost their powers over time, since magic is gotten from nature, and they can't harness it, they could siphon the powers of a supernatural element, like a dark object, and make use of its magic, or transfer it to another being,” he said, demonstrating all the way through.

It's not the first time. “You can't leave. Master claims we're not responsible for the deaths here, so why was I attacked one of ours? He sealed my powers so why can other supernaturals detect my power? And most importantly, mystics don't eat each other, so what about me attracts them? What are you all hiding from me?” Before he can respond, a low hum cuts through the air. Then crack. Killian materializes midstep, sword drawn, his expression bored, but razor-sharp. “So this is who you were waiting for.”

Sunshine screams as the mixture flying through the air strikes her down. I step inside the protection ring. I reach out to make an opening and pull her onto our side to protect her, but before I can pull Sunshine into my magic protection, one of the minions grabs Sunshine. He hits Sunshine one time with the salty-smelling potion, and it penetrates her body.

Jasmine POV: I was death scared by now, I couldn’t believe that sorcerer Ken was practicing a flying penanggalan curse. Flying penanggalan curse is one of most dangerous and hazardous curse, sorcerer performing such curse is very powerful and evil in nature as to be able to perform this curse one has to give many sacrifice of innocent souls..

something. Her gaze dropped to the book, and she began to flip through the pages, her fingers moving with a quiet purpose. Finally, she settled on a particular passage, her eyes scanning the text with an intensity that piqued my curiosity. Roxy's voice was steady and clear as she read from the book, the words painting a vivid picture of the Cryomancer's abilities. "Cryomancers can control ice, including any liquid substance that can be frozen. They can also manipulate the mind, inducing hallucinations of objects, people, places, or entire scenarios. For short-term manipulation, a Cryomancer can use their magic alone. However, for prolonged influence, they often gift the target an item made o

I ordered the gatekeeper and he opened it for me. I got out the arena and went straight to the bridge just above us but she was gone. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “Esto kuhiro…” I whispered as I opened my eyes and saw her scent’s tracks. Esto kuhiro is a spell used by Suhikos like me to enhance our sense of smell, strong enough to see tracks of scent with our eyes. First-level spells don’t trigger the alarms making Sins use it in their daily lives. Though it doesn’t trigger the alarms, violence caused by such spells pretty much gives out signals, notifying the government of the location and status.

The air shimmered as she began the incantation, words infused with ancient power that resonated through the very fabric of the supernatural realm. "Elvie, daughter of the moon, ensnared by unseen forces, let the veils that bind you be lifted. Return to the essence that defines you," Morgana intoned, her voice carrying the weight of centuries of magical knowledge. The incantation wove a tapestry of arcane symbols in the air, unseen threads that sought to unravel the mystical bindings ensnaring Elvie. The room, bathed in an ethereal glow, bore witness to the delicate dance between magic and fate.

I am truly taken aback by this girl,what can I possibly do to help her? The servants tell me that she leaves the Manor in the dead cold of night and walks around the grounds while speaking to herself.The snow which has fallen does not even deter her.What frightens me the most though is that the servants tell me she rambles on about magic and the dark arts in her sleep,calling out the names of creatures not of this world.I no longer think I have the strength to deal with her. January 01, 1811

They usually make jokes, and when people laugh, they absorb their energy. Haunters— An alchemist feeding on other people's fear and using it to scare enemies. Sometimes, they can use it to cast spooky illusions. Provokers— An alchemist that absorbs anger— either from a person, or an animal— and uses it to steal other people's strength, or temporarily copy their powers. Scourger— An alchemist that absorbs others' pain and uses it to heal and strengthen themselves.