The Magic Of Oz Novels & Stories

"I hate to break this to you, Cinderella, but there's no such thing as magic. It has to be some kind of weird hallucination, but while it lasts, I want to be comfortable. Let's just get clean and warm, okay?" The water felt wonderful as she let him help her into the tub. Theo was careful to support some of her weight as he ran his hands through her hair to rinse out the mud and leaves. She rested her face against his chest, loving the familiar feel of him, and at the same time trying to remind herself they weren't a couple anymore. "Is the idea of magic any crazier than you watching me turning into a rabbit the day before Ostara?" "Easter isn't until next month." He squirted some shampoo int

I didn't know what was going on, and why the book was nowhere to be found. "I think we should just search. Let's search everywhere," Wendy suggested, beginning to make a move. "Search for what? You are saying that we should search here? I mean, what's there to search for, in this dark place? I can hardly see your faces," Zoey complained. "Just try, maybe when you're near the hook, it will appear before you. Do not forget, this is a book that was created with magic and strength. A book that can save our world and destroy it," Wendy reminded her.

“Be reasonable, Branson. We are not all evil. I am not the kind of wizard to harm an innocent woman. Hell, he was stupid to kill someone who could find him magic.” Branson’s face was a blank, “I don’t care. A wizard is a wizard.” He fired his pistol. Oren felt the bullet strike him. He fell to the cold, snow-covered ground. The next bullet came from the rifle. He felt it sting. Oren clutched the standing bear Spell Node in his pocket. He let some of the magic flow from it to him. He hoped it would be enough.

-------------- Zia changed her clothes and came down to the forest Noah and will are sparring with each other Zia stood at the side and was watching their moves while will saw her "come here Zia" he called, and she walked to him... Zia showed him her book which she had already written "I was told to form a magic circle" "magic circle? Why?" will asked "for getting familiars it's a new subject added two years back... But not everyone can summon one... Only one with the highest magic power can get one ..." Noah replied "I see ...hmm....that book! It's the magic spells book right?" will asked looking at the book in Zia's hands

"Morning, Syd." Even though she wasn't nuts anymore, Gram was still odd. "Hey, Gram." "I made you oatmeal." She turned her gaze back to Mom and Dad even as her magic twined around mine. "Hope you're hungry." Together, our power explored the house, repairing some physical damage along the way. I helped her seal a crack in the foundation, my earth magic sliding between the two sections and making them whole. I followed her up into the second floor, water magic healing a handful of two by fours supporting the roof. All the while, Gram kept up her commentary. "There's no orange juice so I conjured some." Our magic released at last, the house secure. I opened to my power as it returned to me in a

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST *** “... when a woman decides to be wicked, even the devil takes lessons... ”Ella *** Denisha' * I parked my car and stepped down with my things. i strode into the house to see my husband and child lying down on the couch, watching a movie with a packet of pizza and ice cream. They didn't notice my presence as they were so engrossed in whatever they were watching. I cleared my throat and that's when I had an audience.

His meanwhile long hair blew before his eyes, where the blue of it brightened as he spoke ancient words, with a firm intention. ‘Tha an draoidheachd seo fior dhomsa agus cha nd e dhomh ach a-mháin, (this magic is purely mine and will appear to me only). Bidh fear eile a bhios a 'feuchainn ris á dol á bith gu bráth, (another who tries too will disappear forever). Fosgail an geate, tha Oisean na dhachaigh, fosgail an doras mo sheann taigh, (open the gate, Ossian is home, open the door my ancient house).

I'll just work hard so I can survive every trial waiting ahead of me. I fell asleep as my mind explore deeper down the memory lane. The next day, I wore a simple gray legging partnered with a plain blue oversized sweater and a white rubber shoes. I was about to grab a black cap when I heard a knock on my door. Its probably Aeolous, checking if I'm ready to go out. I grabbed the cap that I wanted and put it on my head. I did not bring anything since the door is magic locked. The door handles recognizes my magic so it automatically opens when it senses my magic. Magic is like out fingerprint and tongue print. Its unique, we have different patterns, no one has the same magic pattern.

“That was always a shitty joke. Oz get me out of here!” “Um, Chief, I’m not sure I can.” Oz admitted. “And why not?” Cedric demanded. “There’s some sort of enchantment. Look.” We watched in awe as Oz stepped over the opening but didn’t fall in. He was walking on air. “What the fuck.” I whispered. “Look, it’s fine. I will figure out how to get us out of here.” Cedric said confidently. “Oh thank you, big strong man. I knew I could count on you!”

The poor men were starving. Before I and the rest of the girls could figure out what was going to happen next, Aurora begins to dance around, releasing a stream of colourful magic from the tips of her fingers. Warmth spread down my body, and I instantly felt happier, less anxious. I guess Aurora have been telling the truth all along, because in a matter of seconds, two of the beggars changed into splendid white horses. Electricity danced along my skin, lifting the tiny hairs on my body. Fuck! Magic exists!