Practical Magic 2 Novels & Stories

It was glowing green. “Morning.” He greeted me with a smile. My palms began to sweat. My mom was holding a scroll glowing with a darker green. She was reading something. She muttered a word under her breath and dad stepped out of the way. Mom thrust her hand forward and the blue ball floated and it tried to get out of the grip. Its flame was slowly burning out. My mom screamed an incantation and she fisted her hand. The ball disappeared in a thin smoke. “Morning, dear.” My mom said putting the scroll down. I felt my skin burning. She turned to dad.

He started the ritual to unify the Red Magic Tower's floating land and Flora's Floating Fortress land. "There won't be enough time! Just do it now in parallel mode!” Magnus exclaimed. He ran to the edge of the Red Magic Tower and his army of elves and began chanting a protective spell in Elvish. "Mana Blessing!" cried a soft and elegant female voice. Drops of cool dew filled the air in the Red Magic Tower. The injured Red Magic Sorcerer gained healing power from the dew that touched their body. Prince Zach approached Merlot, who was lying on the ground with an armor covered in blood vomit. He took the dragon potion and opened the lid with his trembling hands.

it by any magic they had used. None a spell or a magic song. After this failure, she asked, and they allowed her to stay with them for a while. They taught her simple spells and how to use the herbs' power to get their benefits. As well as ways to develop the power of her mind. But she would never become a witch. According to them, "You are born a witch. You do not become one. It must flow in your veins. " It was then that Aida asked a fortune teller to tell her everything about the gem and where it could be found.

Daisy hurriedly explained. "You're wasting my time. I think I have to do this." He said and I turned to face him 'cause I didn't understand what he wanted to do. Turning back to look at him, I inhaled some sort of powder and my thinking changed. "Will you follow me now?" Sage asked with a smile. "Yeah, sure." I answered and gasps filled the air. "Sage" Morgan roared. "You know black magic is forbidden in this kingdom. How dare you use it?"

She had to be careful. The book contained spells—spells to disrupt power, to bind magic, and to unearth hidden truths. Her eyes flicked over each page carefully, her breathing steady, as she absorbed every detail. Some of the spells were written in a language she didn’t fully understand, but her instincts guided her through the process. A quiet incantation filled the room as she whispered one of the simplest binding spells, testing its strength. The bulbs flickered in response, dimming ever so slightly as a faint breeze curled through the room.

Precise. He catalogued everything. I set it aside and pull another: Warding and Containment Magic: Vol. II. Inside, diagrams of sigils, instructions for layering defenses, notations on what energies can and cannot be sealed. I recognize one ward Khael showed me. Others are unfamiliar—older, harsher, drawn with urgency. There are books about energy alignment. One on Hollow geography post-curse. Another on lunar magic and its ties to fertility. But none of them are what I need.

It worked. The tiny crimson bead hovered in front of me, trembling slightly. I didn’t try to do anything else. Just held it there. The magic felt strange. Not violent like before. But not calm either. Unstable. Like a wild animal that might bite if I lost control for even a second. I slowly lowered the drop back onto the counter. The moment it touched the surface, the magic slipped away again. I opened my eyes. My chest rose and fell slowly as I leaned back against the counter.

I ask her as I pile my plate with eggs, bacon and fruit. Her expression brightens even more. “Yep. Primal magic is the magic of the world's elements. Fire, plants, water, all that stuff. The magic that the earth gives to us. My brother is more on the Arcane side. He studied illusions, force, shields, a little more complicated in my opinion. He’s awesome, though I don’t get to see him much. He’ll sometimes pop in when he’s practicing teleporting, but it’s been about a month.”

“That’s why I’m here.” “Oh? To protect me?” “To stop you from blowing up half the castle.” I rolled my eyes and opened the book. It wasn’t like lightning magic. This was quieter. Slower. Drawing energy from the grimoire felt like pulling silk threads through fire—delicate but dangerous. Black and silver mana rippled from my fingertips this time, instead of white-blue sparks. “Focus.” Alaric’s voice was low now, serious. “Keep it steady.” I was trying. I really was. Sweat slid down my spine as I felt the power pulse harder, harder—until suddenly—

and getting her into my bed as soon as possible. "It's part of my demon powers. I can cleanse poison magic," I shrug like it's no big deal. To me it really wouldn't be a big deal, except that was a whole helluva lot of poison I just cleansed. Both twins give me stunned faces and once again I swear these guys are some sort of clones. But it's cool, I'll just get used to it. "Well, we got a magic that can help too," Fox winks taking Colts hands and bringing them up to shoulder level before they close their eyes.