That Awkward Magic Novels & Stories

Avery whispered, her rough voice slicing through the quiet hum of the climate control. She took a slow, deliberate step forward, her bare feet sinking into the plush rug. She erased the remaining distance, stepping deep inside Vivian’s perimeter until they were bare millimeters apart. The heat radiating from their skin created a volatile current in the narrow space. "Avery," Vivian gasped, her back pressing harder against the teak as Avery trapped her. Her corporate fortress was hollow, her logical scripts thoroughly corrupted. "We are no longer on display. The spatial parameters dictate—"

she says brightly. I push through the pain as I recall the day Azadou told me about how he encountered makkari magic. He described it as dark and deformed. I stare at Invidia as my mind begins to race. Manon may have been evil, but she was a normal makkari like any other. What is it about Invidia that makes her magic so different? Or maybe the better question is, what did Manon do to her daughter to create a child with such unnatural magic?

Danica nodded, she stretched out her hands at the three — Kaiden, Chase and Madam Dera, as she was about to start chanting her spell, Kaiden spoke. “Please, leave them out of it. Please I beg you, Darius Rucker’s blood flow in my viens and noth theirs, please leave them out of it, please, I beg of you.” Kaiden pleaded, Danica looked at Derek who nodded in approval. She shifted her hands, they were pointing at Kaiden, she began chatting, Kaiden under her spell moved some distance forward and that enabled her to moved around him. Few seconds passed, Kaiden widened his eyes, his hands were blocking his ears and he was screaming.

The moment the class ended he went straight to Earth, however, it seem like he was lost. He couldn’t understand how but after almost an hour of walking down the corridors toward the tower of Earth he still couldn’t get close to it. This made him frustrated, the more time passed by the stronger the feeling of jealousy built up in his chest. He realized that this could only be because of magic, similar to an illusion, there is a magic spell that can distort someone else sense of direction. He stopped walking and paused and decided to speak,

All schools of magic have their own characteristics. Amora took one of the magic books called Healing and gave it to Winter. Winter's face instantly darkened. She was very bored of studying if she had to read such a thick book. “Why don't you read it Winter?” asked Amora. “This is really boring. I don't like reading thick books. Let's just learn magic later. How about we go for a walk?” Winter refused lazily. Amora shook her head vigorously. She told Winter to sit down and read the book.

Every scene has to feel alive—the characters, the tension, the moments that make you hold your breath. That's why I will not rush the process. I want Edith and Drake's story to unfold in a way that feels authentic, immersive, and deeply emotional—not just words on a page, but a journey you experience with them. So, when I return to Finding the Heart of Magic, it will be with my complete focus and creative energy, ensuring that every chapter is worth the wait. Stay patient, dear readers—"Finding the Heart of Magic" will be back soon! Until then, thank you for being part of this journey. I look forward to bringing Edith and Drake's story back to life for you! Much love, Mirto

AURORA’S POV I closed my eyes and focused on the place I had seen in my memories and tried to teleport there. A few minutes later I had fallen on the ground, drenched in sweat and panting with exertion. My magical powers weren’t enough to penetrate the dark shield. There was only one way now… Teleporting to the sanctuary, I took out ‘The Heart of Magic’. I shivered at the currents of power coursed through me by just holding it.

Every brush, every pulse, dragged her closer to the edge, her body thrumming with desperate need. “Such a pretty mess,” Marcus mused, watching her squirm. Leon stood, adjusting his cufflinks as if bored. “You’ve been on the verge of climax for ten minutes. Pathetic. You’ll learn control.” Marcus pulled the wand away abruptly, and the loss made her whimper—a mistake. “Strike two,” Leon said. Marcus set the wand aside, his eyes gleaming. “You know what happens at three strikes, don’t you, sweetheart?” She didn’t answer. Couldn’t.

Daisy hurriedly explained. "You're wasting my time. I think I have to do this." He said and I turned to face him 'cause I didn't understand what he wanted to do. Turning back to look at him, I inhaled some sort of powder and my thinking changed. "Will you follow me now?" Sage asked with a smile. "Yeah, sure." I answered and gasps filled the air. "Sage" Morgan roared. "You know black magic is forbidden in this kingdom. How dare you use it?"

Astrid said with a hint. "How to? This monster is immune to magic elements! Being physically attacked isn't that effective either!" Draco exclaimed as he jumped out of the way. “The weakness is the White Dragon's purification snow. The Heart of Magic can create it as long as you remember how to use the magic,” said Astrid. "I remember. But how to use The Heart of Magic?” Draco asked, confused. “Through me, your amicus. Our souls are connected through magic contracts, and I am currently one with The Heart of Magic. So use me as your Amicus and borrow the power of The Heart of Magic,” said Astrid.