Upside-down Magic Series Novels & Stories

The doors were locked so that the three mates were left in peace until the service began, and the High priestess looked at her grandson lying so still amongst the silk folds of his final bed. The glamour spells were the strongest the witches, warlocks, and wizards could make for their heroes. No energy was spared to spin the webs that held their bodies together-only the creators of the web and those who fought in battle would know the true state of the Tri mates bodies as they plummeted back to earth after ensnaring Magnus forever.

What wrong have I done…? “Shut up.” A girl suddenly responded to the scream with a monotone voice. This is the first time I couldn’t agree more with the opinion of a random girl. Then six magic circles appeared behind that silver hair guy who yelled at me. From the looks of the magic circle… all six of it are storage magic. Thin threads of white strings came out from the centre of the magic circles, wrapping that guy’s body before he could react. Even if he tried to struggle, it eventually wrapped him tight enough that he couldn’t even move a muscle.

I sneer, dragging her back to Anastasia and march right back into the fracas of magic. Magical lights of blue, green, purple, yellow, red, gold splash across the sky. It's actually really pretty. It's funny because the black magic coming from the Abyss isn't even half as powerful as ours is. They don't actually know how to use offensive magic. All they are able to do is put up weak shields that crumble moments later. I'd laugh... but now's not the time.

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.

We came down the ridge, We slid down the loose rocks until we were on the concrete area in front of the doors. Vida stopped ten feet from the entrance. She slammed the butt of her staff against the concrete. 'THOOM.' A ripple of energy erupted in the air across the open doorway. It looked like heat shimmer, warping the view of the tunnel inside. "Inverted Wards," Vida hissed. "High-level void magic. They aren't designed to keep us out." "They're designed to keep us in," Marcus finished. "Like a lobster pot. Easy entry, impossible exit."

Heliotrope purple blood flowed from the clean cut in her hand, she then flipped her hand and let the dark liquid trickle down the blooming crimson flower in the King's chest and the dagger that is plunged in its flesh. Upon contact, a burst of energy with the hues of red and purple shot up to the high ceiling like a beacon. Followed by a gust of wind that knocked a couple of knights off their feet. "I will show you all the extent of magic along with my knowledge and power!" Lucas proclaimed with hystirecal laughter. "We are not the only ones living, their realms beyond your wildest imagination and with their help I shall rule every known Kingdom!" Mayari could hear the silent whispering of a

I tried to teleport but to no avail. "Don't waste your energy and try to escape with your magic. Don't you know that the dorms of high-ranking students like me and the other royalties has magic nullification spell so we can't use any sort of magic inside of our dorms? Though you don't have one in your dorm yet because you're a transferee that's why you don't have any idea about it. The higher your ranking is the stronger the spell is. It's to prevent us from creating havoc inside the dormitory building." He explained with a smug face. I was suddenly terrified when I realized what he wanted to do to me. "Ash, don't tell me you're going to do what I'm thinking right now," I said with disbelief

Samael has made a spell for communication. He is talking to my grandmother inside a magic bubble, making me question his species once more. Are dragon-shifters truly capable of magic designed for witches and warlocks? "I'm sorry, you know." Blake steps forward and picks up my interest with the hint of a smile playing over his lips. He has taken off the clown costume and is showcasing his killer physique. His cologne is drifting in the wind. I'm not sure what brand it is, but whatever it is, smells fantastic.

The Director let out a short, mocking laugh, signaling the guards to fire. Then, the world screamed. The salt beneath their feet didn't crack; it liquefied. The Non-Electronic Cataclysm The "Dead Magic" beneath the Barrens responded to Elara's pulse with a violent, chaotic surge. This wasn't the refined, directed power of the Iron Peaks; this was the raw, tectonic fury of a world trying to equalize its pressure.

Every screen in the room flickers white. Outside— The sigil breaks. Covenant operatives scream as silver arcs snap between them like lightning. The eclipse trembles violently. “What did you do?” Alaric demands. “I reversed the polarity.” “That’s not how magic works!” “It is if divine blood predates dark magic.” Outside, three Covenant wolves collapse, writhing. The sky lightens by a fraction. “They weren’t prepared for resistance,” Morgan breathes. “Hit them again!” Thorne urges. “No,” I say immediately.