The Book Eating Magician Novels & Stories

She nodded. “The book of enchantment is our last resort. Teach me how to do magic.” We stood up and grabbed the book. The writings were unfamiliar to me, but Niah can read them. She scanned the book to find a spell that would help me see evil spirits. “Here it is,” she said, and glued her eyes to the middle page. “In order to make this work, close your eyes and chant the spell inside your mind. But you have to remain focused. It will not be easy,” she added.

I inquired, confused about all of it. “I… I don't know, but the book knows…” She got up and took out some very old book from the top bookshelf in the room. It wasn't an ordinary book, it looked like an expensive antique. It had a leather cover, and beautiful ornaments all around the front and side. When she opened it I felt some wave of electricity flowing through my body. “You felt it, right? That's magic,” Grandma chuckled, “This is our family's magic book. It has an answer to most of the magical problems we could encounter,” she explained.

said Aza as he put the plate in the sink, then took a bottle of water to take him to the room. The sound of the door creaking sounded in the quiet room, Aza immediately took the book then began to take a comfortable position to read it. "Among a group of magicians, the core of the magician itself is called the Cube magician who controls the crystal cube, there are eight cube magicians including blue, red, maroon, green, brown, white, gray and purple cube magicians," When Aza turned the next page, it was blank. "Huh? Empty? Give me a break!" grumbled Aza.

I asked, as my magic began to dissipate slowly. “You know, running around doing what you would have normally had me do,” He replied with a shrug. I smiled and made to walk past him when my foot struck against a book. I stopped and looked at it. Realizing the empathy pages were once filled with magical words and writings. Still, those writings disappeared two months ago after I fell into a deep slumber. Martins had his gaze too on the book. I had encountered so many struggles and setbacks, so many witches and humans alike in the course of studying the magical text for harnessing its magic.

There was a tall white candle and two polished obsidian stones. "So what kind of magic is this?" Cassius asked observing over my shoulder. "It is called scrying," she said matter-of-factly. Selene stepped between Ares and Magnus to light a piece of kindle in the fireplace. She then walked her flame to the candle and lit the wick before shaking the tinder out. "What does it do?" Kole asked curiously. Every one of us was fascinated by the witch's current actions. "If I do it right, then I should be able to see where Damion is located," she said as she settled herself in my chair directly in front of the candle flame.

He started moving closer to the food, it’s been a long he had such well-garnished food and the aroma coming from the food was too delicious to be ignored. So he picked up the food, and as he was about to swallow it, the food turned into maggots seconds before it entered his mouth. As he got scared and tried to throw the maggot away, one of the maggots sucked through his palms and when he woke up from the vision, he could see a hole in his palms, bleeding profusely. Another warrior was at the same time seeing a keg of well-prepared palm wine, his throat began scratching as he could already see himself gulping the wine.

He insisted on going there with me, so I let him. I spent hours going from one book about magic to the next. There was no other way to describe what was happening. It was magic, simple. “What are you doing?” I heard Alpha Moretti call out, making me jump in my skin. I slammed the book I was holding closed, although there wasn't any need for that considering the numerous books that were sprawled out on the table with their titles on display. His eyes settled on the biggest book there, and my cheeks burned in embarrassment. “The Art of Magic,” the topic read.

Syl's eyes widen, and then he cracks up, saying, "It's not like you're going to pull me into a closet with a knife, right?" "No. But, it'll be a little more of something to pay attention to." "Does reading this kind of book help to learn different kinds of magic, like casting?" I ask, leaning forward to look at the book, but get confronted with rows of words constituted of letters that fit on the tip of a pencil in paragraphs in single-space rows. I become dizzy and instead just listen to what Machiv answers, and realize that Machiv probably has an ability to take any long academic piece of literature and compile into a paragraph that can be understood by a person like me, while still remain

Headmaster instructed. Without any complaint, Earth followed the instructions and once it was done he looked at the headmaster and waited for the next step. “Do you see the hole in the middle of this door? Insert your hand while holding your pouch” the headmaster continues. Just like before, Earth followed obediently. After he inserted his hand inside the hole, the pouch magically disappeared in his hand as he no longer felt the soft fabric. Instead, he felt something wrapped in his wrist. He tried to pull out his hand but to no avail. The next thing that happened was that he felt a pull and came needles puncturing his arms. It felt like dozens of ants biting him. He felt uncomfortable as he

Plifer spoke up when reminded of something. "We start now, Fullus must wait for us." Lylia nodded understandingly. 'We're working together to keep the magician's world safe and so are you, Keishii.' Plifer whispered to himself. In the human world ... Kei, Shima and Freddy again feed the food into their mouths. Kei as usual would read the book, Shima and Freddy just sat chatting between the two of them. Almost two months he spent reading this thick book of magic. But in a few days, he was able to spend all a little on the power of magicians.