That Awkward Magic Novels & Stories

Magnus I know it broke her, but I didn't expect her to exclude herself from everything this much. She hasn't spoken or gone out of the mansion for weeks, and I'm left with the task of finding Cicada. I had Akira cast a spell that moved a safe place from Hallowood Street to Bekam Street, which was just a few hours’ drive for those who knew. She had also altered the structural appearance with her magic, and they urged me to consider a name change, but I'm still working on it.

"He kept showing up when I felt worst. Said weird things about my energy." A beat of silence. Then Derek exhaled, shaking his head. "Energy draining is rare. Some call it ‘witch sickness.’ There’s no real cure, just… prevention." He abruptly changed the subject, pulling a book from the shelf. "This spell sharpens memory. Temporary, but useful before exams." As he leaned in to point out a passage, his shoulder brushed hers—and he froze. "Your magic," he murmured. "It feels… different." Rita forced a laugh. "Probably Pru’s amulet." She tapped the charm at her throat—a decoy.

I held up my hands, prepared to show off a move—something to protect against magic. I called forth a basic energy pulse and directed it towards the thing in front of me. However, something went awry as soon as I turned off the power. The magic moved too quickly and powerfully. The pulse cracked the ground beneath it, exploding into a wave of darkness instead of striking the target. The air was filled with gasps. I staggered back, breathing erratically. That was not intended to occur. Darius moved in my direction. "Amara…?" I hurriedly said, "I'm fine." "We should try again."

Eileen scoffs. “Again, because you are clearly to stupid to understand - we have magic.” I rise from my seat, Clara and Sophie moving closer to Lilliana. Instead of saying anything I mindlink the guys to move, and then I concentrate on the four insanely stupid and cocky witch girls. Liam smirks at them just as I grab a magical hold on each of them and levitate them. I move them out of the food court, while they are screaming and cussing at me. It takes a lot of energy, but I have been training for things like this with Azlela since childhood, so I work through the tiredness. Outside the food court, I throw all of them on their asses and keep them steady in my hold, as I look at all four of t

I don’t fucking need you and would be better off without you. It was the work of an internal binding that we had yet to find a reversal for. Its magic always took hold whenever someone would get to close to what it was binding. That included mentioning it or even alluding to it. The magic was a diversion-based one and seriously powerful. It had to be if it was going to be an effective cage. It would take hold of him, making him lash out in an attempt to keep others away. Said magic then pushed out towards the target, ‘encouraging’ them to back off.

I soon realized this was proving to be more difficult than necessary, because with every step I took further from the settlement, the more I felt the nagging pull at my chest. What in the hell was causing this nearly unbearable ache within me? I let out a loud sigh and stopped, leaning back to slump against a tree. My eyes raised to the sky. It was then that I heard it, the sound of someone approaching and approaching fast! I pressed myself tightly against the tree and muttered a shrouding spell. The magic came up around me as I waited silently for the thing to pass.

CHAPTER XVII: Implicit Confession of Feelings Nicanor floated into the air above Glade. It appeared like they were up to something. What would it be? As far as I remember, Nicanor’s magic is Acid Magic and it is corrosive in nature. That’s way too dangerous when use in its maximum power. Nicanor moved his hand forward and pressed the air as if he can touch it. Glade, on the other hand, snapped his fingers and all the flowers around were aimed at Raid’s and Marc’s direction. They closed their petals and just left a small opening on their centers.

I couldn’t even hear her thoughts either, so she wasn’t in the house… and if she wasn’t here, where the fuck was she? Things were just really awkward. Cole was off with Constantine over something to do with a girl Cole banged that Constantine was also fucking, it was awkward between me and Cole for obvious reasons and as for Maggie, she was just super sad because she missed Ginny. Things weren’t great, and today, they got a whole lot worse... Our mother called to say she wanted a family dinner. Tonight.

Liezel noticed and just shook her head, ridding the glum on her friend’s face as just being her usual odd self. But Will somehow picked up on this, and as he forced a smile, he casually told Liezel, “What’s wrong with being polite?” “Polite?” Liezel’s mouth fell open, setting her container down. “I think you guys can really make a perfect team – TEAM AWKWARD. Jeez, can’t you just call each other by your first names?” “I guess we can ...” Una trailed off, feeling uncomfortable. She placed the remote back on the table and watched the news channel on low volume.