Touch Of Magic Stables Novels & Stories

Pru grinned. One by one, they pressed their palms to the parchment. The paper hummed under their touch, absorbing their magic like ink. Freda went first, carving her name in elegant, looping script. Pru followed, her letters sharp and angular. Rita hesitated, then wrote hers with a flourish, the parchment warming beneath her fingers. Freda picked up the dagger. "Blood seals the bond. No going back after this." "No going back," Pru agreed. Rita held out her hand. "Do it."

Her face continued to rub my hairy chest. “Like I said, barely.” Several more footsteps ran down the cave. “Brenden, Fionn take their pet to the Tamed Stables. Careful now, you might get dirty.” Two large, redheaded faes came in, picking up Fluffy, who let out a groan. “The Stable Master will take care of him,” Willa spoke quietly. “He’s like a veterinarian of sorts. It’s his own power to understand the magical creatures of this realm and know how to heal them.”

I was surprised grass grew down here as well, but I suppose that had to do with magic as well, so I didn’t bother asking him about that. Then, something caught my eye, and I found my jaw on the ground again. It was a stable, only the stables were huge. 10x as big as normal stables and the yard around the stables was even bigger. “Woah…” I said, my eyes glued on the stables. “What’s in there.” He smirks as he takes hold of my hand and walks me towards the giant stables. “This is where we keep the dragons.”

I wouldn't put him or anyone else in jeopardy. Plus, my idea might not even work. I had no clue how to get into or leave Sharra. In the past, it just sort of happened. But I needed to try. It hadn't escaped my notice that there were seven points to the star, and there were seven magics. That meant something. It had to. Closing my eyes, I concentrated on the realm of Sharra. The gardens around the castle. The castle itself. The different rooms I was in, including the bedroom where I kissed Christopher. The bathroom where I spoke with Zenny in the mirror. His flamboyant clothes. I focused on the smells of Sharra - magic, and rosemary, and the blood I craved.

He was confused. "A star will fall today," Uri stated. She blinked. Tears flowed freely down her eyes. Color draining from her face. It wasn't easy for her to say goodbye to the best person she knew. "What do you.." Selene raised her crown into the air. Red light cast down from the moon to her crown, and the light bounced off and hit all the elders including Emilio. Freezing their body in place. The magic flowed out from their bodies and traversed to the moon goddess. The magic passed through her body to Daylen. The light from the crown exploded. Paralyzing every magical person or creature in the town and beyond. Giving the moon goddess access to siphon the magic into herself.

The magical stable was home to a mesmerizing array of horses and stags, their majestic presence casting an ethereal glow upon the tranquil surroundings. The stable itself was a sight to behold, constructed from enchanted timber that seemed to shimmer and ripple like water under the gentle caress of the moonlight. Its roof was adorned with intricate carvings of mythical creatures and constellations, and the air around it carried a delicate fragrance of wildflowers and dew-kissed grass. It was like a night in day.

“Magic isn’t random. Something brought you here, and until we figure out what, you’re not going anywhere.” A lump formed in my throat, but before I could press further, Aaron took a step back and lifted his hand. With a flick of his fingers, the air shimmered beside him, and a large, majestic horse appeared out of nowhere. Garbie and I gaped. The horse was stunning—tall and powerful, with a shimmering black coat that seemed to shift like liquid in the dim light. Its mane rippled down its neck like dark silk, and its eyes glowed faintly with an eerie, intelligent light.

I asked. “The staff.” The White Witch brushed her hand over the centre of the stable and there it was, shards of the broken staff no more than 20 small pieces. “There are traces of magic still on the staff and I have been going through them for some time now and the things I have found are both intriguing and shocking at the same time. Something I believe is of concern and would interest you.” She raises her hand high to the sky and a black dust hurl in circles in her hand, materializing into a large book with covers made of skin and leather.

Lex Magic has a pleasant natural smell. It’s a mix of the forest with the woody scent of trees and the sweetness of berries. The smell lingers around the castle and grounds as the High Priestess sets up the wards around the area. I watch as a canopy of light is built in the sky only visible during the night.

“If he ever plans to retire. This property is everything one could wish for,” “You can say that again. Come,” I reached for her hand and she let me hold her as I led her into the farm towards the stables holding the horses and mares, each segmented from each other. “Oh my God, look at this beauty!” she screeched excitedly on seeing a clean white mare. She approached it, and subconsciously stretched out her palm to pet the horse that was now staring at her but her hand halted mid way and her eyes darted to mine as though seeking permission. I nodded in a silent go-ahead and she touched it, feeling its soft fur against her palm. The mare leaned in closer, not the least bit scared or receptive