The Ancient Magus Bride Novels & Stories

We finally made it to the County Clerk's Office with only fifteen minutes to spare before they stopped processing marriage licenses. Our friends were already gathered at the bottom of the steps, urging us to go inside. "Come on, get in there! After everything you two have been through, you finally made it in time for the eighth try!" My best friend, Ryan Chapman, had red-rimmed eyes as he reached over and straightened my tie for me. I was just about to walk inside when Chester Snyder, Melissa's childhood friend, suddenly spoke from the back seat. "Wait. My lucky bracelet broke. I need to fix it first." I stopped. Melissa stopped, too. "Okay. No rush." Chester lowered his head and be

“My little pet witch is here, at last. I’m so glad you can join us. Now, as for my request, you said you could undo what has been done as long as they haven’t completed the bond physically.” Her head turns to evaluate me. “He bears a mark.” Ramsey’s hands come to his mouth as he takes a deep breath. “Well, yes, but they haven’t completed things on this side. Can you do it?” She’s silent for several minutes before exhaling sharply. “He has completed it within his mind, hasn’t he? Haven’t I warned you about that? Once it’s done, it can not be done. A bite is a bite. A mating is exactly that. They’re bonded, but his curse is holding him back.”

Smiled. “Instead,” he said, stepping back, “I’ve asked someone else to be my bride.” My knees nearly gave way but I stood still, every cell in my body screaming. Out of the crowd, she stepped forward. Clarissa. My sister. Wearing my dress. "Liam," I breathed. "What are you doing?" He didn’t answer me. He extended his hand, to her. “Clarissa, love, come here.” And just like a rehearsed pageantry, she strode down the red carpet, a smile carved on her lips as she walked towards him, confident, calm and cruel.

The words appeared again, written in blood. The old man read them carefully. His expression grew graver with each line. "This is ancient magic," he said finally. "From before the first packs. Before bonds were even understood." "Can it be broken?" Kade asked. "Can we find a loophole?" "Magic this old doesn't have loopholes." Elder Orin looked at me. "The price is clear. A life for hundreds." "No," Kade said flatly. "There's another way." "There isn't—"

said Duke Fang while telling him where he got the information about the healer of the black plague. "Is it true that the Black Prince has a white magician?" asked Duke Gala after handing over the parchment that bore the agreement between him and the Black Prince. "The news that I heard there is someone who helps the Black Prince perform treatment by concocting magic potions, a healing drug that is incredibly powerful." Illarion immediately cleared his throat at Duke Gala's question. 'Amanda…' A name formed in his heart, leaving a feeling of discomfort that made his thick brows furrow.

The hag whispered, leaning in to whisper in my ear with her forked tongue so that I felt something slither on my neck briefly before her words sent a chill down the length of my spine. “I think it's a hybrid's done it, Mr. Bayes, a Magi. An abomination.” Ma Jules whispered and I inhaled a sharp, burning breath.

I said before I continued my speech. "Ummm so I need a bride as soon as yesterday. I have drawn up a contract which states that I will marry a girl and offer her 3 million dollars and after 6 months we go our separate ways. Pretend as though nothing happened." I said, and lifted right her eyebrow in awe as I pushed the file papers across the table to her. "So, here is the contract. You're the chosen girl for me." I said and handed her the contract with a smirk and she looked dumbfounded and bewildered. Her mouth was just hanging open, speechless and in shock.

She shouted. "They greet like this," I said. "I thought she would be learning our customs," She said noticing her from up to down. "There is no need for that." I objected. "So, you accepted her as your wife," She asked looking at me. Her eyes were filled with dark kajal and I could see her black tongue when she said. She was known as the one who does black magic and there was her hand behind most of the tragedies of our Empire. "Yes," I said and noticed her eyes getting bigger as her gaze was darted over her neck.

"Wait, that bitch was one of them? No wonder why I hated her so much," Fang said after Alice was done explaining. "Yes." Alice nodded. "And you, where the hell do you get off calling my sister your mate?" Rydstorm glared at Fang. Alice moved before Fang. "Brother, let me explain. Nita was the one to cast the spell on Fang. Remember, it happened the day she arrived? They both recognised each other as mates, but he hated her and that was when the "secret" of the spell was conveniently revealed to us. At that time I was too young for him to recognise me, and vice versa, but now that she is dead, the spell is broken."

Red eyes meet with brown ones and they stare at each other. "You look a lot like Emperor Ariadne, but younger. Anyway, she said I will have to seek your permission to leave here, so be kind enough to grant me your permission, thank you. Let's first start with this invisible door in this room," she said pointing at the wall behind her. "No, you are not leaving here precious. I have chosen you as my bride. We will get married when you have come of age." "I am no one's bride flat nose," "Shouldn't you be thankful to me for saving you. You were dead and I brought you back to life so technically speaking you owe me your life and you will do as I say or else I will have to take back what I give...