Sci Magic Novels & Stories

It was like she was seeing everyone for what they truly were. “At heart, Sia is still a child.” Strahovsky added. “Do what you want with that information.” That information was oddly specific and it meant nothing to me. The only creature I wanted to see as of now was none other than Saturn. “What do you know about magic?” I asked. “I am a scientist,” Strahovsky replied. “I work with the physical not the metaphysical.” “Which means that you have no idea how to cure Sia,” I stated.

I didn't have long to ponder it when my phone pinged. Ash: Outside. James: How? Ash: Sage. "Beamed me up Scotty" He simply responded and understanding washed over me. Sage was a witch but also the daughter of Baron Semidi and why was this significant well it gave her some kick ass travelling powers. Baron Semidi guided the dead from our world to the after World and beyond, in order to do that he used roads that existed like threads and portals between the worlds these were named the ghost roads. I believe they appeared different to people some saw roads, others saw rivers depending on belief and culture but all were guided by the Semidi blood line. So that gave Sage the gift of opening porta

Even if Scitalis won the fight, the recovery period was very long. Once he realized this, Scitalis began studying the surroundings, wanting to utilize everything to kill people. Soon, he discovered the dark cyan igneous rocks could not only glow, but those rocks could disperse a special type of fog. No matter how strong the cultivators were, as long as they inhaled the fog long enough, they would start to hallucinate.

Damian seemed to know what he wanted to be and parted ways with Zen, informing him to meet Sasha at the town’s fountain square when he finished his job specialisation quest. Viewing Godly Food’s party composition, Zen wondered what role he should fill for them. According to Damian, there was a special type of magician he was thinking of becoming. Zen thought it was a little weird for a scientist heir to believe in magic. However, Damian had a secondary job as an engineer. Perhaps magic and science went hand in hand?

Her journey had been fraught with challenges and sacrifices, but she had embraced them willingly, driven by an insatiable hunger for knowledge. Within the hallowed halls of the Violet Moon Occult, Sasha had found a community of like-minded individuals, bound together by their shared fascination with the supernatural. Together, they had embarked on countless rituals, conducted intricate spells, and exchanged esoteric wisdom, forging a bond that transcended the boundaries of time and space.

For a moment, as I watch him tame the gigantic werewolf, all seems right with the world. I then regain the ability to think. "I asked you a question." The beautiful man meets my eyes, smiling charmingly. "I've already told you, my name is Samael, and I'm a teacher." Sighing, I roll my eyes. "Yeah, but what species are you? I've never seen any dragon-shifter use magic like yours." "Oh, is that, right?" Samael smirks. "I take it you've met plenty of dragon-shifters then?"

His eyes caught on a footnote at the bottom: See also: Fated Bonds for cases of supernatural attraction overriding species instinct. Nathan froze. The Special Section required faculty permission, but the wolf in him recognized opportunity. He waited until the librarian stepped away before slipping behind the circulation desk. The Special Section door opened with a creak that set his teeth on edge. Inside, the air smelled different—older, heavier with magic. His night vision sharpened as he scanned the shelves until he found it: Fated Bonds: When Instinct Overrides Reason. The cover felt strangely warm under his fingertips, bound in what his wolf recognized immediately as wolfskin.

“Ah, Sleeping Beauty wake. Hello, Bridge.” Tamara sat up, slowly. The room tilted a little. Using shadow power drained her more than she’d thought. “How do you know what I am?” she asked. Smith smirked. Not a friendly smirk. “I know lots of things. Been tracking moon events for years, strange births, weird prophecies. Girls who glow gold and silver.” He stepped closer, “You smell interesting. Like moon and sun had a baby, then that baby rolled in starlight. “Back off." Kai moved between them.

There was a tall white candle and two polished obsidian stones. "So what kind of magic is this?" Cassius asked observing over my shoulder. "It is called scrying," she said matter-of-factly. Selene stepped between Ares and Magnus to light a piece of kindle in the fireplace. She then walked her flame to the candle and lit the wick before shaking the tinder out. "What does it do?" Kole asked curiously. Every one of us was fascinated by the witch's current actions. "If I do it right, then I should be able to see where Damion is located," she said as she settled herself in my chair directly in front of the candle flame.

But she already knew that. ‘And?’ She asked, after what seemed like an eternity. ‘This is serious shit!’ He uttered in surprise. She smiled at the way he said it but also felt the serious undertone. ‘Scrying is a tough business,’ he continued. ‘What is Scrying?’ She asked, not understanding. ‘It's part of Wicca, part of witchcraft,’ Raven explained. ‘To scry is to peer into a smooth surface and then be able to see something. The future or the past. ‘