Sonic Magician Novels & Stories

You idiot! A frantic Xzavier, who had just shoved his wallet and car keys into a pocket in his pajama pants, stepped back in horror as he stared into his girlfriend's bright green unnaturally glowing eyes. All he saw in them was a deep hunger. Right before his eyes, Xzavier’s girlfriends shorts and underwear were torn into pieces as her legs morphed together into a long, slimy, dark blue fish tail. The baby started to cry even harder once Xzavier’s girlfriend started crawling towards him and the infant's crib. Xzavier drank in his girlfriend's new monstrous features; a maw full of sharp, dagger-like, teeth, gills on top of her collar bones showing through her wet tank-top, her tail, and long

“A man could well lose his part to her gentle touch!” “Then what have you planned?” Jaecar’s black brows lifted in interest. “I intend to play as unfairly as she.” “How’s that?” “A spell an old friend gave me.” “The mage Commander when he trained you.” “Nay.” Magus shook his head. “We rarely saw him. The one that truly trains is his Second in Command, Hawk. He was my mentor.” *** “And what spell did he give you?” Magus beamed. “One to melt a woman who’s toyed with you too long. One he wrote for a particular little mage that had been teasing him below the breeches.”

He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the doors. He had a form of Earth magic where he could manipulate the physical structure of something without breaking its integrity. The humongous table begun sliding towards the doors, smashing through whatever was on its way, the undead knights were still at the entrance so they had nowhere to hide. The heavy steel banquet table rammed i

Sliding up the side of the shack as he cradled his pained shoulder. “More fine, now.” Magus had stepped back from the structure, facing it as he crossed his forearms before him. He slowly unfolded them. Leaving what looked like a green rainbow in their wake. Brighter lights glimmering from his fingertips as he curved them in his concentration. His face written with tension and his lips murmuring as he whispered words too low for even my wolf ears to catch. Then he sent out a streaming green light from each hand, which wrapped around the base of the shack in both directions.

he went on to call all the gods . He gets the magic stick hitting onto her head twice as he says. "Give her the knowledge she needs to solve all her problems"the master says finally and then hits the bell four times which is a signal for her to open her eyes. " oh my God!!" Sona is shocked at the sight before her, a beautiful black haired blue eyed girl is starring right into her ...she is her . "You have been given a new face that fits your next work " the master say ms and disappears which is a signal that his eyes work is complete..

he declars, his eyes burning with determination. Gin, the enigmatic magician of our group, has an array of abilities at his disposal. He could manipulate magic to conjure powerful spells, exhibit incredible telepathic prowess, and blink into places with the swiftness of thought. "I can use my magic to provide us with an advantage," Gin offers, his voice steady. "My telepathy will keep us informed, and my ability to blink will allow us to move quickly and quietly."

With another wave of his hands, the two boys came back to the table with two, big, open ended boxes. When Xerian was laid flat on the table, they placed the boxes over him. His head and legs were sticking out both ends of the boxes. “And now,” the magician announced with a big grin. "I will sever our friend, Zen's body in two halves without a drop of blood.” My heart immediately stopped. I watched in fright as one of the boys handed the magician a long sword. “Zen,” I yelled in fear as the man walked over to Xerian on the table.

" Daisy said. Oh...I've forgotten she read minds. "Enough of all these talking" Sage said as if he's been stressed out. He turned to face me fully. "Just follow me with ease and I'll let them be, including your world." Sage said. "And why should I?" I asked. "He needs the magical band and the controller of the band for his selfish reasons." Daisy replied me. "That is why he can't kill you no matter what. Without you, the band cannot just be controlled by anyone." Daisy hurriedly explained.

It was a spell. ​A violent, invisible shockwave of sonic energy erupted from the tip of the bone staff. The sound wasn't loud in a traditional sense; it was a glass-shattering screech that bypassed the ears and tore straight into the minds of everyone present. Dozens of hardened Silver Ridge warriors dropped to their knees, clutching their ears as blood began to seep from their canals. ​The sonic screech blasted upward, a visible ripple in the night air that tore across the courtyard. It bypassed the frontline entirely, ignoring Marcus’s snapping jaws and the drawn swords of the elite guards. The force of the magic slammed directly into the upper levels of the keep.

I tried, but my body was trembling uncontrollably, every nerve alive with a strange, humming energy. The magician began to draw. His fingers moved in deliberate arcs on my forehead first, then down the center of my chest, and finally across each wrist. The light clung to my skin, hot and humming, the scent of metal sharp in the air. He began to chant. The sound wasn’t like any language I’d ever heard before. It was rough and deep, every syllable vibrating through the ground, through my bones, through the very air itself. The words seemed to move, as though alive.