The Magicians Audiobook Novels & Stories

"Why do I feel... so... heavy?" I whisper looking over at Candi, hoping she can give me the answer. "This is where she practices her magic. It came at a high cost," she whispers back. "The whole area is imbued with her magic. And in case you haven't figured it out yet, she's all about dark magic." I'm going to agree with her assessment. The whole place felt dark and twisted.

he gritted out. Ignoring the confused calls behind him, he strode toward the exit. Not toward Rita—never toward Rita—but past her, close enough to catch the hurt flash in her eyes when he didn't so much as glance her way. The guilt twisted sharp in his gut, but he pushed forward. If this was magic, he'd break it. If it wasn't... Then what? his wolf challenged. Nathan shoved through the library doors with too much force. He didn't care. He'd tear apart every damn book on witchcraft if he had to.

He makes it sound so easy, I think. “Go ahead and break into your partner groups,” Magnus instructs, clapping his hands together, and just like that, he’s no longer a demonic bat- person, just the same simply-dressed instructor with gleaming black eyes. “Your partners will be here to absorb any magic you unleash, and defuse you if you get out of control… or worse.” His words send a chill up my spine, but I try not to show it, turning reluctantly to Atlas, who’s standing next to me with his muscular arms crossed. “He’s talking about us like we’re bombs,” I complain.

“Food.” Lyra looks confused, the Magi even more so. I try again, shifting the colors of my words. This time the Magi nods, reaching forward to grasp my arm. “I am taking her, Grand Lady.” “Not until…” “AhRAAAH…” the Magi’s voice rings like a bell, bright white in my mind like staring into the sun. The word wasn’t shouted, shows no visible energy other than the color in my minds eye, but it has the power to push Lyra back, holding her in place, her body still, her eyes darting angrily between us.

Realizing that… God, fuck, it doesn’t sound like Everleigh – not at all, now that she mentions it. He frowns, shaking his head, leaning away slightly. “Why are you talking differently?” “I’m not,” she says, laughing in that low and sultry way that – god, that Margot has. “Auden, it’s just a little bit of…” she looks around for a second, her eyes lingering on Mahl’s back before she snaps them back to her Prince, that gleeful smile still on her lips. “Magic, my dear. It’s magic.” Auden just…stares at her.

Heat crept into my face. “I hate how the two of you notice everything.” Magnus took another sip of his tea. “You’ll hate it even more after today’s lesson.” Before I could ask what he meant, the large doors opened once again and Valerian walked inside. The old Archmage carried three enormous books stacked so high in his arms that I could barely see his face behind them. Dust floated into the air with every step he took. He reached the table and dropped all three books directly in front of me. The loud thud echoed through the dining hall.

"We need to help! We are going to hell, where does Roosevelt live isn't it hell? Magnus was throwing questions at me like I was some G****e, rapid-fire, desperate, each one a hammer blow to my skull. My head was splitting, Micha was yelling, gripping Zaki's cloth like he could shake answers out of him. Zaki was sad, broken. I was going mad, rage and panic tearing through my veins. Magnus took over before I could control him and he said, voice like a storm, "Silence!" The room quieted down. The shouting died. Even my heartbeat sounded too loud. Magnus’ voice rang through the room, cold and sharp, "The living book told Levi and Micha not to search for Erin that she would be safe but I don't be

“I heard of this book as a kid. It's called the book of forbidden spells. Only to be used when one is in dire danger and needs urgent saving.” She stopped at a page and placed it before me. “That is it. Can you even read it?” The page before me seemed like gibberish, rubbish that I could read. When I shook my head at Magma, she sighed and then leaned forward. “Oops, you have to take that off. I forgot. There is no way you can do magic with it on you. That means you'll dispel energy and your scent. Are you willing to risk being found?* I didn't even need to think about it. That was exactly what I wanted.

He chose not to eat this, so Tyr couldn’t understand why he would make such a choice. “Master Magus, Boss, let’s head back to the Red Tower. It’s up to you two whether we can locate the last book.” Magus’ sudden appearance on Komodo Island to help them obtain the fourth book was no accident. His pivotal role in Tyr’s quest to obtain the fifth book may have been predetermined in their destiny. The group returned to the Red Tower. Jim sat cross-legged inside the room where Maxime had placed the Septuple Lamps to prolong his life. He then held the Nostro Compass in his hands while looking solemn.

“By all up high, world and wise. By Oceans for and wide, by day and night. With the power of four, I seek protection for thee. So, smote it be.” “Is this going to even work?” asked Jared “Oh yes. Go to the door and try to open it.” Smiled Sage. Jared walked over the door they come in not but a few minutes ago. He placed his hand on the doorknob and tried turning it. When the door wouldn’t budge, he was blown away. “Well, I’ll be damn.” Megan watched Jared as he finally understood what magic could do for them both and wasn’t surprised when he walked over to one of her books searching for the next spell to try.