Pure Magic Novels & Stories

“Then hear me. You must avoid blood. If you drink, even a drop, the cure will fail. No matter what. Endure it, and you will be saved.” Valerius’s face hardened. “That will not be easy for her.” “I know,” the witch replied smoothly. “But desire without sacrifice is nothing. If she wants her humanity, she must fight for it.” He shifted slightly, his voice lowering. “And since you are already four days late, the cure requires something stronger. A Purine Flower.” Valerius stiffened at the name. “A… Purine Flower. Those are nearly extinct.” “Nearly,” the witch corrected. “But not gone. Find one, and the rest will follow.”

she continued, her voice dropping into a low purr, “is simple. You do what you want, with who you want. No questions, no labels, no guilt. Just pleasure. Pure, filthy pleasure.” Her hand flicked in the air as if she were sketching the scene for me. “Imagine walking into a room glowing in red light, velvet couches against the walls, music thick and pulsing. You don’t even make it past the entrance before you see a woman on her knees sucking two cocks at once, while another is bent over the bar getting fucked so hard the glasses shake. Nobody hides. Nobody pretends. It’s all out in the open—bodies sweaty, dripping, begging, taking.”

Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked up at him, overwhelmed by how much love he had for her. "Marry me, Grace. Be my wife," Noah's voice was filled with emotion as he uttered those words, his eyes pleading for her answer. Grace stared at him In disbelief, tears trimming down her face "Noah, I—" Grace's voice caught in her throat as a sudden flash of her traumatic past flooded her mind. It was like a dream, but all too real. In this surreal state, she found herself standing on a dimly lit road, surrounded by the heavy scent of car engines, gasoline, and the rusty old truck.

I don't trust Lyra, and I don't think I ever will, but trying to refrain myself from wanting her so badly is an urge I can't fight against. "It's the curse, isn't it?" Damien asked. My fist clenched, knowing that he was right. I hated the part where he knew everything. Clause and Axle aren't aware of the curse that Lyra acted up a few weeks ago. The Curse of the Unbridled Alpha, an ancient affliction that strikes the most powerful pack leaders, renders them helpless against their primal instincts, driving them to surrender to their basest desires and act on impulse. Their control over their actions is fragile as the moon's phases dictate their fate.

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

Liu asked incredulously. My mind immediately went to Jace and my heart hurt for her. "That means he's a pureblood," Vega said. "He probably has a mate." "He doesn't," Liu said. "Have you looked him in the eyes yet?" I asked Vega. "You have to make eye contact with someone to initiate the mating bond." Vega gave me an unamused look. "You actually think he could be my mate?" She asked. "You never know," I said. "You have to at least give it a try" Liu prompted.

He emphasized the last part with a sensual tone. He counts to three, and finally, I open my eyes wide and take in the surroundings. It's a rustic cabin, and I love it! I'm not a woman of few words, but today I really am. "This place is magical, it's identical to the one in my dreams. Ah, they've come true! "Love, what a beautiful place, that's why you were so mysterious," I look into his eyes, wanting to cry at this beautiful gesture, but if I do, I'll ruin his special surprise.

"Maisie, you haven't told me what's in the bottle." "If I'm not mistaken—" Maisie opened the bottle and turned it upside down. Soon, a sparkling and translucent white precious medicine fell on her palm. Suddenly, it was hard to tell which was her palm and which was the pill. Just as Caspian was dumbfounded, he heard Maisie’s voice. "Indeed, I'm right. It's the Soul Purifier Pill. Caspian, it's your lucky day!" When Caspian heard the joy in Maisie's tone and the name of the precious medicine, Caspian's eyes immediately lit up, and blurted, "Is this the precious medicine used by Pulse Control Realm cultivators to increase their spiritual Qi?"

Let me tell you everything inside, my neck is still numb," he said in a serious tone. ***** "How can I tell her the truth? I'm afraid she might faint again." Ibrahil wanted to spill it out only that he doesn't know how she will react. The truth will turn her world upside down, but then again she deserves to know. She brought Andrea into his world, the world of Encantados. They are different from humans because they possess magical powers. They live in a realm invisible to them. They can pretend as humans to find a mate and lure them or enchant them so they can live with them. They can only love once. Whoever owns their heart will own them forever.

One v e r n o n Catherine Jung is a girl that resembles all the beautiful words in perfectly woven poetry. Her raven hair cascades down her dainty collar bones like an evening in winter, a dark cloak atop snow-like porcelain skin, so bright and ever radiant that no blade would dare scratch it. Her eyes, don't sparkle like the stars nor they resemble galaxies. It mirrored a dark hole, an endless pit of mystery and darkness, far from any heavenly body. I’m never a fan of heavenly bodies anyway.