Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy Novels & Stories

Pouring out her feelings to her mom, Jessie's eyes watered. She was always the outcast in all her former schools and it was all because of her magic which had been on the fritz until she turned 15. Her magic made it hard for her to learn spells like everyone else. When she was 9, other kids her age had already learnt how to create bubbles and sparks. She, on the other hand, couldn't even make her finger glow. Her situation made her feel separated from the rest of the students. They called her names and sometimes the bullying even became physical. If it wasn't for her mom finally deciding to disobey the orders of her father's family when she turned 15, she would have killed herself from her d

I wanted to rip away their money, their pride, and their precious family name until all they had left was dirt. The yard was packed with rich kids wearing fancy silk capes. This place wasn't really a school. Aethelgard Academy had been built on top of an ancient stone giant. When a student died or lost their magic, the ground would shake and swallow the failure to keep the monster sleeping. It turned the rich kids mean, hungry, and desperate to stay at the top of the board.

"Works every single time." Later that afternoon, the family walked through the grand halls of the academy. The vast structure was a testament to the new era. In one courtyard, a werewolf elder was teaching human children how to track by scent; in another, a mortal mage was demonstrating basic elemental manipulation to young pups. Magic was no longer a weapon hidden away in fear; it was a tool for progress. "It’s beautiful, Luna," Seraphina murmured, stopping to look at a massive mural detailing the history of the realms, including the fall of the Void. "You've built a sanctuary where history isn't just remembered, but learned from."

“Introduction to Magic is mandatory for all first-years regardless of lineage. Here, you will learn control, history, discipline, and survival.” His gaze flicks briefly to me on the last word. He is subtle at all. “Now,” Crystal whispers beside me, leaning closer, “before class starts, I should probably explain the social suicide maze you just got dropped into.” I glance at her cautiously. “Please do.” She lights up immediately. “Okay, so the academy is separated into tiers.” I already hate where this is going. “The highest is the Sovereign Tier,” she says. “Basically royalty. Untouchable. Everyone worships the ground they walk on.”

The family had finally produced a child with the aptitude to become a mage, and she was going to study at the Mage's Guild, so there was no way they could lock her up. But if they let Olive go to the Mage's Guild, she would just roam free. Out of desperation, her aunt and uncle could only agree to what Olivia was doing. What else could they do? Would it bring shame to the family if they told anyone? Having the aptitude for magic is only a prerequisite for the Mage Guild to accept you as an apprentice, but not all apprentice mages can become full-fledged mages. The general ratio is one mage for every ten apprentices. If it weren't for the fact that the higher a mage's rank, the longer his lif

Because I was the accident. Or maybe the ticking bomb. I swallowed, throat tight. “So... this academy, it’s just, what, people with magic? Do we take tests? Is there a handbook for not accidentally frying your classmates?” Her eyes darted down the hall, like she was already looking for her escape route. “Avenmoor finds people. Anyone who’s... different. If you’ve got power, they want you. It’s not like other schools. It’s all hierarchy, your rank, your strength, what you can do. Seniors elites....” She tripped over the word, glancing down at my chains. “They run everything. You don’t cross them, ever. If you mess up, nobody will come to your rescue. This isn’t a human academy. Here, it’s pre

"Did you hear my talk with Maddox?" "No. You're mindlinking the beast already? Girl!" She picks up a glass and fills it for herself. "With all the magic in the academy, I thought you all would just strike a rock and water would flow out?" "There's law in the academy. If people were allowed to do anything, this place would be chaos, trust me!" She leans in and whispers. "If anyone’s caught using elemental spells outside class—they get memory-wiped." "Okay," I look her over. "What else is there to know about this academy?"

It is dripping a lot of blood, its eyes is crying, like asking for help] “Su..su..su..suff—suffer..” the mummy mumbling and stumbling on saying the word, however, when it did, it suddenly exploded causing a lot of damage in the gates of the Sewers. [Walls are painted with blood, everyone was surprised, others threw up and Captain Rian’s magical transparent shield was covered in blood. Genesis walked towards Captain Rian and Aster] “Is everyone okay!? Anyone hurt!?” Genesis asked. [Everyone was frozen as ice, other’s nodded to Genesis]

Currently – Fredrick’s Pov – I’ve asked of the head maid to accompany Linda to one of the rooms in my palace for the time being… Once she passes the entrance exams, she will be sent to the Magic Academy which was set up by the head mage. The magic academy was set up to encourage the people who reached manifestation but had no clue of what to do with their magic. Head mage Edward has taken a liking to Rubia ever since the Westlands issue… Every time I had a meal with him, he’d constantly ask of my fiancé. Anyways, she should be here right about now… The sound of a door being knocked interrupts Fredrick’s thoughts. * “Come in.,” said Fredrick The head maid and Rubia enter the room. *

“But my main concern is… are you really going for this, Avy?” I couldn’t answer her question. Back when I was a kid I used to answer this without hesitation, what has been into you, Apharryll, come on! I sighed, “I have already decided, Aunt Louisa. Besides, even if I back out, would there be any changes? I have been accepted to one of the prestigious academies for mages, I am so lucky to have such an opportunity. I wouldn’t want to miss this out.” Liar.