Supreme Magus Legion20 Novels & Stories

“What is your title, exactly, sir. If I may know?’ He looked at me like he was Barack Obama and I was a greeter at the local big box store. “I am head of the United Council of Mages, Miss Nightingale. The highest power in all of magedom.” “I see,” I said, and then turned to look at Jaye for a moment who was trying to look all innocent. I turned back to him. “So where does the Council of Mages fit into all of this?” He looked at Jaye, too. “You didn’t explain to her?”

The Chronicle Prism projected holographic images that encapsulated the cosmic journey, a tapestry woven with threads of struggle and triumph. The Luminary Sage, Maximus, and Limah, now revered as cosmic legends, engaged in conversations In the wake of the cosmic clash that had tested the very fabric of destiny, the joint empire found itself grappling with the inexplicable return of legends long thought to be confined to the annals of history. The Luminary Sage, Maximus, and Limah stood as living embodiments of a cosmic resurgence that defied mortal understanding.

They Knew them. There was Anthon, the lightning magic user, from the wolfbane. Julius, the ex-alpha of Sky Nation, was a master of hand-to-hand combat and a wind magic user. Lyca, from the water nation, was a werewolf mage who could use powerful water magic. Dray, from the shadow hunter, was a shadow magic user. Lady Susan, A former princess of the Silver Paw clan, was known as a poison lady user. The leader of the supreme god destroyer, Fen, from the Gaia clan, was a powerful earth mage. Ryan is from an unknown clan, they don’t know him yet.

She told them about a great evil befalling the world, and how Every supernatural being must unite to fight the evil. The second vision was last night. I found myself back in the room, but the Enlightened one was alone in the room this time around. She spoke directly to me. I can't tell you what she said, because I'm still trying to understand it. I already told Luli to help me check about the connection of the Supreme Alpha and the greater evil that is about to befall the world. Aaron looked at Julius. Julius had a look on his face that made Aaron scoff. "I've not gone mad, Julius," he said. At least not yet. Everything still feels strange to me but, I'll figure it out.

Even if he does sit on the Supernatural Council, our species are not natural allies. “Please sit.” I say to them, but none of them do. “Why do you seek an audience the night before we seal this treaty?” Constantine asks. For a Fae, he’s always been annoyingly astute. “There have been some events we need to appraise you of.” I say. “What?” Ilsa asks. “The Mutt Silas is dead.” “What?” Constantine says, with a whole different tone. “He broke into our Residence and as a result he was killed.”

Lord Draven snarled furiously, his eyes glowing with a dark, fiery intensity as he released his dark magic through the air, feeding the chaos below. His hatred for Magnus was deep-rooted, born from a betrayal that had scarred him for life. Decades ago, Magnus's father, Alpha Cedric, had defeated Lord Draven in a fierce battle, stripping him of his title and banishing him from the packs. Draven had once been a well-regarded leader in the Blue Moon Pack, feared and respected by many. However, Alpha Cedric saw his true color, noticing the evil inside of him, so he took strong actions to safeguard the packs from Draven's harmful intentions.

In the past century, many white vampires had passed away from a strange disease that struck the elderly, but new generations were born to continue the lineage. Only three white vampires had the authority to see the black prince: Ismael, now the ruling Supreme of the whites; Kaigan, his son; and Luciana, his wife. Ismael had promised the former Supreme he would do everything to ensure the prince remained in slumber, whatever happened to him. He would pass down the knowledge of how to make the century-long sleeping chemical to his children up to the following generations.

Daniel further added. "Hmm,” Leo hummed before a frown appeared on his face. He had another reason to get testy about the failure of their proposal. If the hype and news about the young, mysterious, authoritarian Director of Bradford Global Inc. in the media and business circles was a tinge bit true then it was reason enough to get intimidated with the genius slash financial wizard’s decision to not cooperate with the failing Emerson Group. The clock needle struck at 10 sharp and the doors swung open to reveal sharp looking men in black suits.

Zenith's sickly sweet voice filled the space and before I knew it she had her fingers around my throat, her claws grazing my skin warningly. Ruelle growled in my mind and before I could even try and defend myself she took over. Oh no. Not again with my wolf losing her temper. ‘We had spoken about this,’ I hissed. ‘You are welcome to share this battle,’ she murmured and that’s when I realized that I wasn’t really in the backseat. My gaze locked with Lativia’s. ‘Mage wolves are stronger than anyone can imagine,’ she said and there was a sort of excitement in her tone.