Shades Of Magic Series Novels & Stories

The warm milky glow of the moon graced the sky as if she had some bright idea, something brilliant that needed to shine upon the earth. "There are five major branches of magic that witches must be familiarized with." Suzy's eyes riveted from the moon to face my porcelain glass skin that the moonlight centered on. "Ancestral magic, representational magic, necromancy, hoodoo, and voodoo." Her tone came out softly and there was a unique light in her eyes like she missed being a full witch. "That is a lot. It is so good hearing you talk about magic than pussies and dick." I chuckled and she ruffled my long hair.

He said softly, while wiping his eyes. He then reached for the bag that was around his shoulder still and unzipped it, pulling out a black cloth with what I assumed to be Pandora’s Box wrapped inside. “Contractual magic is the strongest form of magic out there. The Shadows couldn’t even bring her back.” Ramses said.

I groveled, doing my best to look chastised. "Houses are the tools through which the will of the order is carried out. Every member of the organization comes from a House. After the effort into bringing forth victory for the Order, your great grandfather and his friend were given this uncharted territory to lord over. You will learn more about the politics that governs The Order in due course. You only need to know now how all these affects you." Now we were talking. I sat up eagerly, willing him to continue. "There are different types of magic,but one of the most dangerous and rare being the Shadow."

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

[Most alumni prefer to work in other places rather than stay here to teach. “So, what major would you like to pursue?” Mar asked Dorin. “A major, huh...”Dorin frowned thoughtfully. “What other majors are there anyway?” [There are 3 Magic divisions, namely Elemental Magic, Mental Magic, and Arcane Magic.] [The major courses are as follows...] Seb enumerated on his slate; - Enchantment, as you know, deals with wards, charms and enchanting spells - Healing Arts is headed by your Aunt, Professor Althea

All he needed was to draw the Magic circles, including the attraction, purification, defensive spells, and a few other miscellaneous spells in the magic towers. At the top of the magic tower, there was a Massive room made from Metal mud bricks and reinforced with bear steel. Almost a hundred mana pools were dotted throughout the room. Xasha stood with his hand behind his back looking at the massive pool that was slowly being filled with black viscous looking Mana. There was a relieved smile on his face. He had a few extra wrinkles on his brow and bags under his eyes. Making 1,000 magic towers was harder than he thought, even with the help of his mother and her organization.

Twice. Then shadows writhed upward like serpents, thick and alive. A sharp spark flared between their palms, electric and painful. Sierra flinched, but didn’t let go. Her skin prickled. The magic that surged through her veins wasn’t tame, wasn’t cooperative—it was dark, wild, terrifyingly familiar. The air thickened, heavy with pressure. Students whispered, their voices distant. The shadows leaned closer, curling around her ankles, reaching toward her chest. They knew her. They wanted her.

I was nearly past the boundaries of the village when I heard someone approaching. Looking around, there was nowhere to hide. Instinctively, I cast my shrouding charm around me, and by the Gods' good graces, it worked! Now I knew that my magic was still usable in my wolf form - at least to some capacity. I darted off through the forest without the fear of being noticed. When I was sure that no one would see or hear me I dropped my shrouding spell. While having the ability to use it was handy, I could feel it draining my energy quickly and I needed all of it to catch up with the battle party.

Jarek, the seasoned warrior, moved with the grace of a predator, his blade cutting through the shadows with deadly accuracy. Amidst the chaos, Luna spotted the leader of the shadowy figures – a tall, imposing figure with eyes that glowed with an unnatural light. The air around it seemed to warp, distorting reality itself. She knew that defeating this creature was the key to rescuing their people. With a determined cry, Luna surged forward, her magic crackling around her like a storm. The leader of the shadowy figures met her attack head-on, their powers clashing in a dazzling display of light and darkness. Luna’s magic clashed with the shadowy figure’s dark energy, the impact sending shockwa

Lex Magic has a pleasant natural smell. It’s a mix of the forest with the woody scent of trees and the sweetness of berries. The smell lingers around the castle and grounds as the High Priestess sets up the wards around the area. I watch as a canopy of light is built in the sky only visible during the night.