Practical Magic Novel Novels & Stories

But I wasn't concerned about my own well-being, it was my turn to protect them. I searched inside myself for my magic and it sparkled right on the surface of my grasp. Gathering it in my hand I looked for the nearest hunter who fought with a wolf and thrust it into him. The blade of electricity bolted into the back of the hunter. The man arched his back in pain as the bolt penetrated his body before he fell to the ground dead. Running into the fray, I plunged my magic into one hunter after another as I weaved through the battle. My magic flowed with such fluidity throughout my body, that I didn't even have to think as I laid down my attacks. Pure instinct had taken over.

I made a promise to myself that I would only use the magic for good and never let it harm anyone. As I delved deeper into the book, I discovered more and more secrets that left me in awe. I learned that it's possible to manipulate the elements and control the forces of nature. I could summon spirits and communicate with the dead. I could even bend reality to my will and create illusions that were indistinguishable from reality. …Salena POV…

"It's blank." Everest took the book, his expression puzzled. "Really? That's strange." I reached out, gently taking the book from Everest's hands. As I opened it, the pages sprang to life, filled with an intricate tapestry of spells, potions, and ancient magical knowledge. "What the..." Brent's eyes widened in surprise. "It's not blank," I murmured, awe coloring my tone. "It's full of information." Miranda leaned in, her fingers tracing the elegant script. "This is incredible. Old world magic, the likes of which I've never seen."

Who would have thought? “Night beautiful. I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t miss me too much.” Conor whispered. We snuggled together and fell asleep quickly holding hands. I woke up early the next morning and had talked Joanne into coming with me to the library so I could keep up on my Mage studies since I was told not to be out and about alone now that even more soldiers had arrived from all over the Zargan Empire. In my spare time, I had been reading over different spells and had no idea the actual variety of magic Mages had. I had found even more spells ranging from specialty magic that gave a Mage a sub-set of spells to make soldiers out of any natural materials. It made me feel better since

Lark said. Earth released his grip and he can't see Lark anymore. “Why? Where did you go?” Earth asked. “Oh, you can't see me now, that's because you are seeing me for the first time, it's just temporary. "So only by physical contact can I see you" he still couldn't believe it. Now that there is somebody he can speak to, he no longer felt lonely. "Do you know what is the name of this house of the academy?" he asked and continued asking more questions such as where can he find the books that contains information about the academy of magic and the like.

AHMET headed there to examine, he opened his backpack and took out one of the three books he founded in the library. -The three books were : - the white book : is a book that explain all the types of cercle magics( seal magic cercles ,teleportation magic cercles and traps magic cercles) - the yellow book : is a book that explain the electricity magic(the highest form of magic the thunder) - the black book : is a book that explain the shadow magic and the difference between dark and shadow magic. AHMET reads the first book, he stayed there for 5 days until he finished the book, and he founded a way to remove the seal, after opened the door he founded a bracelet and black stone he approached i

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

Now that the evil old woman was dead and no longer influencing the Santos family, had things shifted for the better? Isodore seemed neither hostile nor particularly friendly, so I had to assume they had. Either that or he didn't care one way or the other. I'd take it. Practical magic focused on the use of herbs and natural magic, the way power surrounded us and permeated everything. How the most common of items sometimes contained the most amazing magic. I actually found myself fascinated by the class, conducted in the warm, rich voice of Isodore. A momentary pang of sadness passed over me as I realized why I enjoyed the lecture so much. He reminded me of Martin and Louisa Vega, both practic

Her mansion is purely vintage. The walls are bookshelves overcrowded with books, even the lengthy table in the middle of this space is occupied with books and blueprints of magic—just like how messy a mage could be. I laid the carrier on the table, silently, observing her motions that might seem alarming while she's performing enchantment to Hedwelch and Danteleon.

BOOK ONE OF THE MAGES SERIES: MANAGING MAGES ******* Art credit courtesy of: eroticdarkfantasy.art on I*******m NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: This novel contains raw animal aggression, force by magic, sexual acts and other elements that some may find disturbing. Please read with caution ******* TEASER The next morning was archery practice. I hate archery. I'm no good at it. "Everybody line up!" Hawk roared. Pacing the grass in-front of the mansion.