The Last Mage Novels & Stories

Stop. I got up from where I was sitting and stood face to face with the mage. I couldn't understand how someone could be conscienceless. Destroying without the hint of remorse. I was going to stop him from destroying more of my family. Yes family. Even though he had taken my mother and brother from me. I still had people that had accepted me as part of them. "I see you have woken up." The Mage said, his voice laden with contempt. "Good, you are just about to see me bring this place down."

I state smugly. “You were always an arrogant bastard just like Death. You are like him in so many ways.” Mags states, coming closer. She puts the blade to my neck. “Too bad you won’t see your daughter grow up.” “That’s where you’re wrong, Mags. I’ll see her grow up right after I go help Ari kill Sage.” Mags’s face drops. “Yeah, I know she works for you just like Liam and Ghost do as well. I’ve figured out your whole damn underground rebellion. Death is waiting for you. I don’t think you will enjoy the afterlife.” I counter as I pull my war scythe out as shadows grab Mags causing her to drop the dagger. “I hope Death makes your time in the afterlife as hellish as possible,” I say as I drive m

Persuade her to submit to him before the moon. His close friend Magus took a seat next to him. Magus was a rare addition to their pack. A creature half mage-half wolf he was immensely rare. There was purportedly only one other such creature in existence. And he was allegedly the Commander of King Detry’s Mages Guild. “What are you so pensive about?” Magus queried. “Same thing you are, I’ve no doubt.” “I’m far less pensive than I should be.” Magus was trying to hide a self-satisfied smirk and failing.

The Legaliath Cross was a devastating war that decimated the bloods of the Old into nearly a hundredth; only a handful of clans remained able to use magic, and even among them, few survived the assassinations that ensued as they fight for the thrones of the newly-constructed kingdoms. The last of the scrolls went back into the box. Rai tiredly closed his eyes, his fingers massaging his temples in order to ward off the impending headache. His back was stiff from sitting down for hours; the cushioned seat of his study offered no comfort at this point in time. In front of him, the bronze sheets that covered one side of the wall reflected his image. Eyes shadowed with purplish bruises, longish h

I see the quiver in her hands as she studies our numbers and the years of magic we have backed up on our side. "You do know you will all die too, don't you?" Hestia asks in exasperation at the idiot girl, trying to get her to think rationally.... Good luck with that, because I doubt she's ever been rational in her entire life! "No matter what you do, if the earth and magic die, you will also die. Thre is a price to the dark magic you are using. Not only are you losing your souls, but it is going to cost you your lives." "NO! WE WON'T! We have a fallout shelter!" She smirks. "We will all be protected and you will be the ones to lose! All your old ways and your... softness... will have no plac

More discerns that were creepy when put together. “Unfortunately,” Bravo gave in, making the high mage grin, “Rules are rules. If the council sends the summons, we will respectfully obey.” I didn’t know Bravo well, but that sounded like sarcasm, and I did not appreciate the dog reference. “Their last heir, sir.” Moral looked slightly less terrified than I felt. “Well, thank goodness for that.” The high mage pinned me with a glare, and I dropped my gaze to Bravo’s knees.

The numbers of Mage were quite short actually, probably almost to the point of useless even, but 10 Grand Wizard is sufficient enough also, as a Grand Magus of Tier 6, the old man is quite good actually. He’s a living legend so to said, famous a few hundred years back for participating in a lot of wars. But this sight from Institute of Artemesia is understandable, after all, they were not actually a country, but rather just a large private school that has it’s own land, most of the time they were neutral. But everyone can see that the time has changed, eventually they have to picked a side, since then they have chosen to side with the First World Alliance, hence they have to keep their parts

"As soon as we can awaken your mage blood, then your training will not be that hard for you since you were a trained fighter who had been through a lot." "Awaken my mage blood?" Lanver was confused. He didn't know if he could ever be accustomed to the terms used in this world. "Yes. Right now we can only feel your presence as a human. Princess Anna must have sealed it to hide you. However, your blood as a mage must be so strong that it could resist Princess Anna's spell, that's why there were times, as you've noticed, when something weird were happening to you." "Why would you know what was happening to me back there?"

I felt a surge of pain and I reflexively held on to my forehead. I knew it! I knew the peace we had over the last two months after his disappearance was just too good to be true. It was really too good to be true considering how hell bent Sage was on possessing the band and ruling the entire Magical kingdom. He wasn't going to stop at ruling our kingdom alone. He wanted to be in control of the human world as well. I knew the way we overcame the last time wasn't a real assurance that he won't be back. I really wish this isn't true.