Upside Down Magic Books Novels & Stories

Upon closer inspection, I saw a book spine glowing with my blue magic. The light vanished when I touched the book, and I read the title: Lupinotuum Encyclopaedia.

Not that Jon had anything to say to her. The day had been taken up by this seemingly fruitless search, until in the dingiest part of the store, in a crumbling red book published in 1900, he found the name. The Book of Sacred Magic of Abramelin the Mage was filled with weird double-talk, esoteric terms, confusing graphics, and yawn-inducing florid language, but the name was there—as was his invocation.

The handsome Alpha really had a nice and warm side to I'm contrast with his I sat up abruptly and stretched my tired hands, a sense of determination filling me. I rolled up the sleeves of my nightie and tied my head into a bun as I turned to the book on the shelf that was under a camouflage spell. I needed to study the Book of Witch Mysteries because it was the only possible way I would be able to find my way around managing my dark magic. I walked over to my bookshelf and flicked my hand tiredly, I had been feeling weak and drained out. Once the magic spell was released and an ordinary looking book was changed with a light puff of cloud and I pulled out the ancient tome, running my hand ove

“Gavyn was forcing Fabian’s hands by using every trick he could from the ancient book.” My brows knitted in confusion. “What ancient book are you talking about?” The hairs on the back of my neck rose. There is only one book that I knew Warlocks possessed, but Fabian is guarding it with his life. That book is dangerous. It was not called The Book of Damned for nothing. The Book of the Damned contains powerful dark magic spells and is considered the most potent record of dark magic. If it fell into the wrong hands, who knows what may happen?

’ She flipped through the pages and thought it would be awesome if the information was in alphabetical order. The book was ancient, copied down for many generations, and there was no rhyme or reason to its order. It was as if the information was written at the time of discovery. ‘It’s a book, just find it.’ Bree scoffed, thinking he should be with her looking for the cure if he really wanted it that badly. The book glowed slightly as Bree felt warmth through her fingers. ‘No shit.’ ‘What? Did you find it?’ ‘No, not yet. The book just alphabetized itself.’ Bree looked at her fingers. ‘Wow, I have magic in me.’

The room suddenly feels colder. I should leave. I turn to go— But my elbow knocks the edge of the small table beside the bed. The book she was holding drops to the floor with a thud. I sigh and bend down, picking it up. The cover is still upside down. But when I flip it, so the cover is upside down and the spine faces the floor, something strange happens. The text inside is perfectly upright. My fingers freeze on the page. I flip back to the front. The title is wrong-side up again.

— We have a division in magic manipulation. I agreed, watching her close her hand, and some of the books from the shelf came towards us, piling up on the hidden table in the darkness. It was amazing to see, and I could hardly believe my luck. Now I was there, watching books floating in front of me. It was really quite a change. — Witches, Sorceresses, Wizards, Wicca, and Archmages. — Right.

As Sable delved deeper into the book, she discovered a section dedicated to elemental magic—a topic that resonated deeply with her. The pages were filled with intricate diagrams and instructions on harnessing the power of fire, water, earth, and air. Eager to put her newfound knowledge into practice, Sable ventured back to the sacred grove where she had obtained the pendant. With the crystal of eternity pulsating around her neck and the Book of Ancients clasped firmly in her hand, she stood facing a mighty oak tree.

And there wasn’t any I hadn’t tried. Angry at myself, I hissed and threw the book to a corner, ready to leave. My eyes fell on another book down the shelf, hidden carefully away from view. I leaned over and brought it out. Dusting away the dirt on it, I glanced at the book. Its cover was black leather, etched with sigils that pulsed faintly as if alive. “Spell of forbidden magic,” I read out loud. Dark magic. Forbidden magic. It was the same kind of spell I was sure Darius used on me.

Another hand was raised in a second. “Go on,” Prof Odessa nudged. “Spell books are heavy to carry around. Does that mean they have to take it everywhere to do magic?” “Well,” Prof Odessa cleared her throat, closing her teaching box with everything she had brought out earlier completely in. “Due to advanced magic, you could shrink a spell book and turn it into a metal necklace.” My memory went back to that night with Kamari. She had touched that small silver book necklace around her neck before she pushed the table towards me. Was she perhaps a siphon? The other girl who had blocked my view of Kai had that exact necklace too, the black-colored version.