Pure Magic Novels & Stories

“It’s about wiping out everything that it sees as tainted, everything and everyone.” Marcus clenched his hands, outrage bubbling inside of him. “We can't let that happen. This Purifier may think it's doing what is right, but it doesn't understand us and our world. Mariam nodded, her expression grim. “According to this text, the Purifier cannot be destroyed by conventional means. It's an ancient force, one that has existed since the inception of time. But there's a way it can be contained, binding it to a vessel and stopping it from unleashing its power.”

I threw the stack of cash on his table and that act caused the dealer to look up, his leg crossed on the table in front of him. “Look who we have here,” he said, a smirk forming on his face. I wished to fucking wipe it off his face. “The mighty Zayn Santiago. To what do I owe this pleasant visit?” He asked, trying to pretend he didn't fucking know why I was here and it infuriated the hell out of me. “I want the crystals,” I said plainly, getting straight to the point, not wanting to spend a second more than needed in this goddamn place. “Oh right,” he laughed. Pulling open one of the drawers attached to the table. “We got some new stuff. You'd definitely like this one,” He threw a sealed bag

I said, nodding toward the box. She did, fingers trembling. Inside was a ring that wasn’t traditional, because neither was she. A gold band carved with tiny filigree paw prints, each one set with a faint glint of fire opal, catching light like living flame. At its center was a marquise-cut citrine that shimmered warm and wild, like sunlight through smoke. “Oh, meu Deus,” she whispered, voice breaking. “It’s… it’s perfect.” “I figured,” I said, smiling a little. “You’re the fire, I’m the idiot who keeps running toward it.”

Damn, she walks really fast. “Hey, Penny…” I start to say as I reach for her arm but as I touch her skin I feel a bolt of lightning running in my body as I was being struck by it Penny turns around and I gasp. Her purple eyes are now shining in a light violet shade and she had this new atmosphere of her own around her that made her look even more magical than she already is. I'm in pure shock as she opens her mouth and says.

) "Yes, and you do a good job. I perfectly understood your explanation. Do I get golden cheats or something?" (A beginner package: 3x Beauty Pills 3x Pain Relieving Pills 3x Antidotes for any kinds of Poisons Perfect Mask: Perfectly hidden your emotional struggles whether you're in pain, sad, happy, or anything else and showcase a perfect and suitable expression according to the plots. Initial points: 1000 pts) "You're so nice, White Ball. Okay, enough chitchat, and let's go already. I have a debt to be repaid, and I rather settled it as soon as possible."

"ID." I handed it over. He studied it under a small flashlight, comparing my face to the photo. After what felt like an eternity, he nodded and handed it back. "Entrance is fifty." I pulled out my wallet and handed him a hundred-dollar bill. "Keep the change." He pocketed the money and opened the door. The music hit me first. Deep bass that vibrated in my chest, layered with something electronic and hypnotic. The lighting was purple and blue, punctuated by red spotlights that swept across a small stage. Women danced in various costumes, some elaborate, others minimal.

her lip quivering as she spoke. "What weapon?" I sounded dumb. "The Knife of Erthyrya. One stab and it takes poofs any individual out of existence." She said without a hint of mockery in her voice. "Sorry, the knife of what now?" I really sound dumb. "Er-thy-ry-a." she ennuciates every sylabol like I was a baby. "It was forged our of a heart of a dragon that consumes all magical essence any person has. And uses that collective power to just zap you out of this world." Luna lets out a heavy sigh.

“I’m sure you’ve heard of the Great War of Aetherfall. Humans died in scores simply for being caught in the crossfire. We were collateral damage in battles we never asked for.” His voice remained even, almost kind, which somehow made it worse. “But no more. The Purity Organization exists to ensure humanity never kneels again.” “By torturing innocent people?” I spat. He didn’t flinch. “No, we are evolving. By conducting essential research. Through it, we discovered something extraordinary.” I frowned. “Don’t tell me…” He smiled wider. “You have guessed right. We found a way to extract mana from supernaturals and transfer it into humans.”

"I did do that, didn't I?" "Ya think?" I gaped. "I thought...well, you know what I thought. I do apologize for striking you, daughter. No, those were not Hellion's spheres. While Prime's powers have gold in them, they are black and gold. Pure golden magic is quite rare." She bit her lip, seemed to struggle with herself. I kept myself from biting her head off. Tried to at least. Just as I was getting ready to rip into her for holding back she opened her mouth and answered. "Pure golden magic comes from what we Prime's call the Event. It is the birthplace of all Primes, all magic."

When I saw what was inside, I immediately turned every shade of crimson. There was a cat-ear headband, a maid costume, a thong with a fluffy tail attached, and a massive black toy that was long and girthy. I was flabbergasted. I immediately grabbed the box again, ready to throw everything out, but the app on my phone seemed to detect my emotions and intentions. "Beep! Player 001 is detected to be unwilling to follow instructions. A Low-Tier Punishment will be given immediately!" My phone suddenly buzzed again, but this time, it was a text message from my General Manager, Harry Dawson.