The Magic Novels & Stories

[begging] Becoming A Student "Magic is like light made of butter. It can move in waves and can phase like radiation. At times, you can feel it's breeze and it's gentle caress but most of the time, it will just flow through you and from you. You don't control magic, magic controls you. It is fleeting, boundless and powerful yet puny. You can only pray that your resource does not deplete at any time. " "I don't understand sir, what do you mean by resource? Does it mean that magic is limited in quantity or what? Because, you just said that magic is boundless and could not be grasped within physical measures."

I rolled my eyes and tugged my feet that were chained against the bedpost, I gathered my hands together and tried to pull it out using my magic. I groaned and tugged it harder but it won't work unless it's in the forest or somewhere that is in nature, my magic only works when we are surrounded around trees. That means that we are maybe in an abandoned warehouse or something close to the city. Rosla doesn't have any abandoned streets thanks to Rhyker's knowledge who made sure that those streets are used in something useful like a garden for plants and nature. The country is ranked up to first in saving nature and ecological systems with magic and high technical standards.

The Master couldn’t help but find the fascination Dominic had shown to be precious as it was similar to what a child would show when they found a unique situation in front of them. “The city is made with my magic. It’s a protection magic which allows me to identify every single person who stepped into my city,” the Master said, turning down the portrait he had on his hand towards the table and then walking back to his seat. He then offered Dominic the empty couch in front of him.

Is this a dream. Then the fireworks show ended so did our kiss... Henry looked away with his red blushing face, "I'll take you back... to your room..." I stuttered still unable to process everything, "Oh.. y-yeah..." Is this all... true? Is this really happening? At long last? I wonder, can you feel this magic in the air, it must've been the way you kissed me...Fell in love when I saw you standing there from our very first meeting... it must've been the way...today was a fairytale...

She heard her father continued. “Magic is about practice.” Roman raised his brows at his daughter sudden sad look. “But not everyone mastering magic as fast as you.” “Really?” “Really.” Roman saw the glow return to his daughter’s eyes. “Want to know a secret?” “What?” The sun shone brightly. Its light reflected on every tall window of the mansion. The stable was busy when they walked passing it. Workers were doing their duty, feeding the horses, brushing their hair and cleaning them, and taking them for a slow ride.

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

Then I looked at everyone around the table, “I really appreciate all of you and your help. I realize that you each have a very personal reason to participate, but I want to say thank you for helping me.” Then I looked at Selene and Queen Eden and asked, “So when do I transfer my magic and how do I do it?” Queen Winnie walks to me and tells us, “We can do it now. I will talk you through it.” I hug her, “Mom, you do know you’re the best, don’t you?” She smiles, “Of course I do.” Queen Eden and Selene laugh at us. Queen Eden shakes her head, “Queen Winnie, you could not have given birth to a child more like you. Even in looks. She was always destined to be yours.” My mom smiles, “I know. She’s

Oren rubbed is stubbly beard, “We masked the magic here with a spell Cain came across. I don’t want to fight anyone over it or force anyone away from it. That would be a terrible waist of the magical power here.” “Besides, you need as much power as you can get.” Cain blurted out. Oren gave him a startled and admonishing gaze at the same time. “I mean, to charge your own spell nodes.” Cain recovered. “All right let’s have it, then.” Loril said. “What?” Oren tried to feign innocence.

Giving him free access to my center. But this was no creaking wooden table. It’s just a flat piece of rock. “It’s not as simple as that.” Veline explained. “Some things have to come slowly. Magic, especially that belonging to an individual rather than a group, is like a precious flower. You must give it room to grow then nurture it into full bloom.” I didn’t understand what she was saying. “You have to find it in its own time.” She elaborated. Brushing my sticky hair back from my forehead.

In some perfect reign in the palace, Magno have his stand to rule as a king and have his son Caminito, who was Alder also sitted at the left side of his father while Danie could not expect his proposal for her to become a Queen of Versailles. And with dealing with the curse of a fool and devouring witch, they’ve got to be hiding each others lives to escape from the threat. But with all the brave and to justify, a once trick will always find a way to break curse of beheading people as a trick. Majika’s living her life in the deep forest and have it free from being a harmful wilderness. “Want to be healed?” Argen asked, but was grinning. The necklace was back and how her eyes turned into a red