Upside-down Magic Series Novels & Stories

Damian tried to deny it. I raised my right hand and began to chant an ancient spell. "Let time rewind." Golden light formed a massive magical screen in the center of the hall. Damian and Isla's conversation in the secret room played out for everyone to see: "Her power is too great. We need to find a way to take it." "A bloodline curse is the only way. We'll use our child's blood as the medium." "Once we succeed, she'll become a common human, and you will have all her magic."

We raised our hands high, channeling our magic into a single, concentrated beam of light aimed directly at the sorceress. "Now!" I shouted, releasing our combined magic. The beam shot forth, a brilliant arc of light that cut through the darkness like a beacon. The sorceress's eyes widened in shock as our magic struck her, and for a brief moment, the chaos around us seemed to pause. But just as victory seemed within reach, Baddy reared back, unleashing a torrent of dark energy in a desperate attempt to shield the sorceress. The collision of our magic and his darkness was catastrophic, sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield.

"My arm will be paralyzed for a month if the magic succeeds. But after this, we are even. If you desire any further spells, you must meet the requirements." "Deal!" Zaiper crowed, practically bouncing on his feet, almost unhinged in his delight. "Alright,” the mage’s voice was an ominous echo. “If the magic succeeds, in a few days, His Majesty the First, the mighty and supreme sovereign ruler of Urai, His Grace, Grand King Daemonikai, will lose his mind."

It was a puzzle, a final test to protect the ancient magic within. “We have to solve this,” I said, examining the glowing symbols. “If we make a mistake, it could trigger a trap.” Nathanial nodded, and together we studied the pattern. It was a sequence of runes, each one representing an element. We had to arrange them in the correct order to deactivate the protective magic. “Earth, water, fire, air,” Nathanial murmured, his brow furrowed in concentration. “That’s the natural order.” I moved the symbols into place, my hands shaking with the pressure. As the last rune clicked into position, the protective shimmer around the box faded, and the air grew still.

The magic coalesced into a radiant sphere above my palm, its luminescence casting a soft, comforting glow. Closing my eyes, I created a mental picture of Vincent using magic to control Tarr. Vampires used blood magic, so I visualized red threads projected by Vincent, the threads tied on different parts of Tarr’s body—his wrists, knees, ankles, head. Tarr was a puppet to Vincent who controlled those threads. The magical sphere pulsed with intensity, responding to the urgency of my intent.

“Oh my stars.” I openly gaped at the magic that was swirling around. A mere lightshow. A low grade ability that even I can do flawlessly. Nonetheless, I believe it was still something to marvel at. Magic was a sight to see. No matter how small. “Amazing isn’t it?” Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.”

My brows furrow, “Affinity in what?” “Trans-dimensional magic,” he kicks his feet up onto the cherry-wood coffee table, “It’s a rare gift. Manipulation also seems to be your forte, considering you shed my clothes without a conscious attempt.” “I only opened your shirt!” I’m sure a tomato would envy the redness of my face right about now. He smirks, “I should be careful, next time you might strip me down to my boxers.” “I hate you,” I tell him, lowering my head.

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.

Despite the morbid topic of discussion, my lips curl up. "Demons are supernaturals who practises dark magic. As far as I know they are rare. Not everyone can practise magic and stay sane. But they are powerful because demonic powers on top of their inherent ones makes them more powerful than an average supernatural creature and sometimes stronger ones too." I have no doubt about their power because I saw Zenith literally ending Hansika’s life who was supposedly the best witch in aunt Jade’s academy. This thought doesn’t give me any solace. It only fills me with dread and more anxiety.

A wizard who would surely boost the fear of the black magic wizards gathered there, through her future actions, in an attempt to save the world of the wizards and the world of the sceptics from the new threat on the world. A girl, who’d never been considered an important enemy to anyone, has now become their greatest fear. She became ... the possessor of a spell capable of nullifying any magic. Yes, we all know now that Elizabeth Catherine Edwards is the possessor of the most powerful magic in the wizards’ world ... A spell that can nullify any spells and can turn the wizards’ world into a world of sceptics. A magic simply called: Antimagic. THE END