Pick Up Lines About Magic Novels & Stories

There’s no way I will let my Aida do this alone. ~Imogene~ I have to say I was pretty pissed when my seduction attempt didn’t work, but I wasn’t surprised. I just don’t understand what he doesn’t see in me. Besides my looks and body, I’m a master at magic. I can give him whatever look he wants with a flick of my wrist. Maybe once that Aida bitch bites the dust, he’ll be more willing to play ball.

she demanded, lifting her head slightly to look at us. I turned my head toward her, arching a brow. "What good stuff?" I asked, because clearly, I had missed the memo. "You know," Maggie said, waving a hand vaguely. "The real magic. The cool spells. The things that make witches, you know, powerful." Ashton let out a breathless chuckle. "You mean the stuff you saw in those movies?"

Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell - Walter Scott _______________ Magic made my nose itch. The green, brown herbal powder was charged with it when Sara had finished working the spell. I never thought magic would’ve been so tangible before today. In all of Balric’s memories of it, I had never remembered such a feeling. It chilled me to the bone or maybe that came from sitting in the wet earth, surrounded by a damp, chilly fog of the very early morning.

What wrong have I done…? “Shut up.” A girl suddenly responded to the scream with a monotone voice. This is the first time I couldn’t agree more with the opinion of a random girl. Then six magic circles appeared behind that silver hair guy who yelled at me. From the looks of the magic circle… all six of it are storage magic. Thin threads of white strings came out from the centre of the magic circles, wrapping that guy’s body before he could react. Even if he tried to struggle, it eventually wrapped him tight enough that he couldn’t even move a muscle.

Mia asked again, confused. I didn’t know how to tell her that next part; I thought she wouldn't believe me and might even call me crazy. So, I took a breath in, glanced her side and just blurted out: “he said that gypsy usually use dark magic on things for compelling and sorcery” “HA, WHAT?” she shouted back in shock. She looked at me with a horrified and pale face. She thought for a while and asked again with a hint of a mocking smile on her face: “what does it do?”

Magic, strong magic, is always said in latin. I begin chanting, feeling the magic light up in the room. Meadow joins me when I start the second line of the spell, Tate the third. Then unexpectedly, Avery starts with the fourth, putting her hands on my shoulders and standing behind me. I hear Amir start with the fifth and I’m sure his hands are on Tate’s shoulders and then Lynn starts in with the sixth and final line. Their magic boosts ours, adding to the strength of the spell. As one, we repeat the six lines two more times, our voices staying soft, but the magic in the room intensifying as wind begins howling around us, blowing my hair around my face. I feel the walls shake and darkness beg

“After last night… I can’t imagine facing him without you by my side.” Her fingers instinctively found his, the bond thrumming like a heartbeat between them. “Nor I without you,” she whispered, her magic coiling faintly, silver sparks dancing along her fingertips. Each pulse reminded her of how entwined they had become, not just emotionally but magically.

“Behavior such as yours demands punishment, my love. I was going to leave a bit of magic for you in your shine, but I see that you do not deserve this gesture. Therefore, as punishment, I shall take it all. There are a few ways to syphon someone’s magic. Sex is the easiest and most pleasurable.” I thought that he was going to enter me again to syphon the rest of my magic, but he didn’t. Instead, while holding me so that I was completely motionless with my head shoved so far into the pillow that breathing was a challenge, he said a few words that I couldn’t make out. Almost immediately, the room began to spin past us. As it did, I felt a drawing sensation on my flesh that intensified to

“With my mind,” I say, raising my hands to my temple and narrowing my eyes, working hard for a joke that doesn’t land. Luca just stares at me and goes a little pale. “And I can light things on fire,” I say, giving a shrug as I sigh. “With your mind?” he whispers, still staring at me, his pace slowing. “Kinda,” I say, shrugging and looking anxiously down the hall towards breakfast, where everyone is waiting. “I mean, with my magic, it doesn’t feel like I do it with my mind. It comes from somewhere else.”

“So, you think that your boss is a young dude?” Diana asked whilst on our stroll. I had asked her first if it was possible for magic to make someone younger, voice and all. She had nodded, but had admitted that she didn’t know anyone in the community that did that. It’s a banned magic actually, since it involves sacrifices of human blood to stay young. I told her then of the call. She still found it funny. She believed that either I heard wrong, or the person speaking was the secretary, one of the assistants in the store I would be working in.