The Ancient Magus Bride Novels & Stories

Dom looked at Master Aikis as if asking what was wrong and, finally, since coming there, the old mage spoke gravely in a low tone, "Listen to me Alfonso, your mate here has been infected with a very ancient form of magic. The point was not to kill her but to take her away from you and all of us, so as to prolong the empowerment of dragons." It dawned on Dom, "If the bride can't be available, there will be no rituals!" The mage nodded sadly and Dom continued, "And if there are no rituals, there will be no crowning of the Alpha King and Queen, And so no one to take control of the scattered shifter fractions when the war comes." The mage simply nodded to his Alpha's realization. Dom asked despe

“This technique was deliberately hidden from the outside. We went to great lengths to destroy every source and record related to it. So, will you allow me to open the message left behind by the Queen’s parents?” Alex hesitated, not sure whether Brent’s words could be trusted. However, since this is their only clue, he had no choice. “All right. Show me what’s contained in her hand.” Brent nodded. Anna just silent. With her limited knowledge of magic, she had no idea what she could possibly say. Once again, Brent summoned his magic. A screen appeared before them, resembling the one produced when using a communication magic stone. “Beett…” Brent murmured. “Beatrice von Erendelle…” Alex whisper

It was an ancient, terrifying grimoire bound in dark leather, with strange, glowing red runes carved across the cover. My heart dropped into a dark, bottomless pit. "What... what is that?" I stammered, my voice trembling with sudden panic. "This is an ancient blood spell," Malakor purred, opening the thick grimoire. "A dark ritual created by the dark sorcerers of the Old World. Since you refuse to cooperate, I don't need your permission anymore. I am going to perform this ritual today. I am going to rewrite the magic in your womb. I will forcefully bond your unborn child's soul to mine!"

"You're considering a procedure that would make your bond with the Varco woman permanent. Don't waste breath asking how I know. Tell me instead whether you've thought past your own wants to what a permanent Concordance is." I said nothing, which she took as license to continue. She always does. "A permanent bond is a permanent door. Right now, what runs between the two of you is a curiosity. Contained. Deniable. Make it permanent and you become the first standing bridge between Marwick blood magic and a foreign crown in two hundred years. Everything this Coven has kept behind its own walls since before you were born, every working we guard because in the wrong hands it ends kingdoms, would s

Seraphina Vale had always imagined her wedding day would smell like roses. Instead, it smelled like fear. The veil over her face blurred the world into a hazy dream as she stood alone in the small side room of the cathedral, fingers clenched so tightly around her bouquet that her knuckles ached. Outside, the organ swelled, people murmured, and somewhere beyond the doors the mafia world gathered to watch her marry one of its most dangerous kings. Damian Blackwell. Her fiancé.

Beneath the illustration was a line of ancient text, which he translated in a trembling voice: "The blood of the First Bride shall open the Final Gate." I froze. The first bride... Rose. "Rose, aren't you—" But Lucien shook his head slowly, shutting down my theory. "No." Every eye in the room—including Rose’s—snapped to him. "Not Rose," Lucien said firmly. I frowned, completely bewildered. "Then who? History says Rose was the bride who was sacrificed!" Lucien smiled thinly, his gaze practically stripping my soul bare. "You are the real First Bride."

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His eyes held secrets untold, and his aura spoke of power harnessed from the depths of the arcane. Within the grand halls of the castle, the magician was greeted with a mixture of awe and trepidation. King Maximilian, donned in regal attire, stood at the forefront, his expression a mask of anticipation and desire. The magician's voice resonated through the chamber as he addressed the gathered courtiers and the king himself. He spoke of the ancient rituals and dark arts that he would employ to extract Isabella's powers. He promised a transfer of strength, a transference that would bind the powers of the princess to the king's own essence.

“You’re not just trying to get to your bride? We’ve all left our loved ones-” I hold my hand up to silence him. “My bride is not like any of your brides. She’s right in the firing line of this war, and she’s pivotal to ending Asmodeus's rule, so don’t think you can compare the two.” I stare at the vampire until he lowers his gaze. “I have no doubt that you all love your brides and your children as much as I love mine…so go home, spend time with them, look after each other. If all goes to plan, I’ll meet you back here in two weeks’ time.” “What if matters don't go to plan?” Magnes Eurynomos asks.

*Constant sex is allowed *" What the hell does Hunter thinks he's doing. I rush to his room. He look up from his laptop and smirk. "What do you want wiffy " he says and i huff. "What's the meaning of this " I say showing him the contract. "Oh that? That's a norms for married couple. Right? " he says and smirk. "Nooo, I want it changed, and besides our marriage is not real " I told him. "Well, it's marked obligatory. It cannot be changed. And also our marriage is real, we are Betrothed remember? The only thing is we are getting divorced after a year "