Rukh Magi Novels & Stories

Healer Jan explained. "Is it the same with your rank professor?" I asked Professor Xander. "Yeah, though they have different names for the rank in the Magi Research Division. It's 3rd Officer Mage, 2nd Officer Mage, 1st Officer Mage, Lead Mage, Lieutenant Sorcerer Principal, Sorcerer Principal. The Sorcerer Principal is the highest rank in the Magi Research Division while the Head Magus is the highest rank in the Tower of Magi." Professor Xander explained.

Persuade her to submit to him before the moon. His close friend Magus took a seat next to him. Magus was a rare addition to their pack. A creature half mage-half wolf he was immensely rare. There was purportedly only one other such creature in existence. And he was allegedly the Commander of King Detry’s Mages Guild. “What are you so pensive about?” Magus queried. “Same thing you are, I’ve no doubt.” “I’m far less pensive than I should be.” Magus was trying to hide a self-satisfied smirk and failing.

A scream tore through the lips of the magi, watching as a rogue clamped it's yellow canines down into the jugular of her beloved. Her mind not catching up with her actions, she was barely aware of her hand raising and a beam of energy shooting out from her palm, striking the rogue in the face. It flopped back and she knew it was dead.

“They’re already too close. Some of them are. immense. Bigger than anything we’ve ever seen.” "Then we battle," Krishna coldly stated, facing the mages that were marshaling their power. "We do not allow them to break Brunschière. If they do, the plague will expand faster than we can keep up." The mages, their faces etched with both terror and resolve, also nodded as one. Krishna felt the heavy weight of their gazes on her—some waiting for strength, others, for a glimmer of hope for this impossible moment. The air was filled with magic, heavy and strained, as their incantations started rising together, echoing the ancient energy hidden deep in the earth.

I jumped to my feet and got out of there as quick as lightning. “Zarina! Zarina! Where the F***! Do you vanish whenever I need you!” I shouted from the hall. “What is the matter brother? You seem particularly in a bad mood.” “Tell me something… Is it possible to bring back the dead using magic?” “The resurrection ritual! It is a very difficult ritual but not impossible. The sacrifice needed is great. So, it is rarely performed.” “What kind of sacrifice are we talking about?” “The witch who performs the ritual needs to sacrifice something closely related; own child, grandchild, husband…”

His messy dark hair was sticking up everywhere, and he was squinting at the light like it was bothering him. He was shirtless, his athletic chest and stomach on full display, the bandages around his ribs stark against his tanned skin. He looked so sexy it was hard to breathe. "You're always up so early, honey," he rasped. His morning voice was deep and husky, sending a shiver straight down my spine. "Coffee's on the counter," I said, trying to keep my voice dull. Jax walked over, his hand pressing against his side as he moved. He picked up the mug I slid toward him, his large fingers wrapping around the ceramic.

Paige then explained to her, "I'm going to find out soon, my mother told me that on my 16th birthday, she would give me the magic herb called Soul’s revelation, I still have a month to wait but I can't stop thinking about it. Let me explain to you, this magic herb allows you to find out if you have a particular energy reserve, once swallowed you do a first test to find out if you are a mage, a warrior or a simple human. And if you realize that you have a energy reserve then you have to do a second test to know if you are a mage or a warrior. This second test will allow you to know your potential if you are a mage, and if you are a warrior then your potential are already unlimited, it is up t

“Here you go, Alpha.” I nodded and then said to the other guard, “Go fetch Magenta immediately.” “Aye!” He headed off without further hesitation. Magenta was the Pack Witch, but she was also a Healer. In our world, Pack Witches were Healers, too. After all, medicine is a form of magic, I would guess.

cried Albus. Draco squeezed himself desperately and focused his concentration on closing the remaining dimensional gates. " Zu'u Draco, fin dovah jun do Magica, drog do jun, zu'u won't let hi destroy magica! voth fin suleyk do fin yuvon dovah, zu'u lock fin dimensional gates!" "I'm Draco, the Dragon King of Magica, Lord of light. I won't let you destroy Magica! Instead, with the power of the golden dragon, I lock the dimensional gates!"

The dagger feels alive in my hand, its ruby flaring as if sensing the threat. The first rogue bursts from the fog—a massive grey wolf, eyes mad with shadow corruption, silver-tipped claws extended. More follow, snarls ripping through the mist, their scents rancid with witch magic and desperation. They’re not just rogues—they’re cursed, twisted by the same shadow beast that hunts my bloodline.