Upside-down Magic Series Novels & Stories

I paused for a moment, bringing my hand to my chin. "Hum... But, not impossible..." I closed my eyes, remembering what I'd learned from Mage the Ascended. "I believe that the person, or people/group, who messes with magic on the other side must not have such great power, or they don't want to dispose of someone of higher status, food shouldn't be a problem. The higher the level of the user, the larger the area and the more powerful their magic will be." I thought again for a few seconds.

“A curse so deadly bestowed upon a pack will see your demise before the key to your livelihood is born.” The jackass city wolf I’m currently dragging across the graveled path by his greasy hair mutters in a robot-like voice. His eyes remain purple, indicating that a more formidable force continues to dominate his thoughts. Being under a witch's spell is comparable to having your wolf's essence torn away, leaving it in a state of confusion, fear, and turmoil. Once freed from the witch's clutches, your wolf spirals into madness, blurring the boundaries of control, and those who overstep will forfeit their position as the leader.

Zadicus cast his ultimate spell. Bringing a circle of blood to the sky holding immense power to dispel any magic power. It released a smoke of intense dark magic moving in circles rapidly. “Hmph.” Katastrofi scoffed, releasing a slash but Zadicus stopped it. Katastrofi didn’t know what Zadicus experienced. He was not inside Zadicus’ mind but his patterns, inside the relic’s seals. He knows nothing about his attacks and spells. “Ungodly Rain.” Blood began to fall from the sky in their area which was in fact fatal acid, melting anything coming in this way.

Giving him free access to my center. But this was no creaking wooden table. It’s just a flat piece of rock. “It’s not as simple as that.” Veline explained. “Some things have to come slowly. Magic, especially that belonging to an individual rather than a group, is like a precious flower. You must give it room to grow then nurture it into full bloom.” I didn’t understand what she was saying. “You have to find it in its own time.” She elaborated. Brushing my sticky hair back from my forehead.

Gwendolyn shrugged and said, “If Evelyn had prepared you, no mentoring would be needed.” They got to the final group and Genevieve said, “This group is different in the sense that they combine two energies together. One helps to balance the other.” The group was putting on black on black but a white symbol of a huge cross was etched in the chest of their clothes. “What energies?” Clara asked. “These are the siphoners and the darklings. The siphoners siphons magic, venom and the likes while the darklings use dark arts. However, the siphoners are there to make sure the dark arts are not corrupting the souls of the darklings. Your mentors will be Ethan Vanderbilt and Layla Hendrix.” Clara nodde

Zander looks at Camille shocked; unsure what to do as Willow moves forward and takes Camille’s head in her hands. “Stragulum scutum mentis et magia, donec mens est libratum iterum,” she mutters repeatedly, Camille screaming as she tries to escape Willow’s grasp, feeling her magic disappear as Alaric drops to the floor almost gracefully. Willow steps back, Camille staring at her. “What did you do? Where did my magic go? You stole my magic!” She screams and lunges forward to grab Willow again, stopped by Zander who moves in front of her as a sort of human shield.

He gripped her by the arms so that she would turn to look at him. “It means she comes from one of the most powerful black magic enchantresses that ever existed. Brindle may be next in line to rule the side of darkness.” Madison set down on the sofa as it seemed her legs no longer wanted to support her.

‘Now, I entrust you with the conundrums this wretched world conceals. Clara’s heart hammered in her chest despite knowing that this book might hold memories of terrible things. Things which were covered up. Who knew what she might find out? Clara turned it to the next page, eager to know more. Letters started to appear as if someone was writing on it from inside the book. ‘The Ancient Magic was the very first to ever exist, primitively called the One Magic or Lone Magic. It later on gave birth to two equally powerful attributes—the Sun and Moon. These two were halves that, when combined once again, will awaken the said Ancient Magic.

Dike requested that he be in the middle of the line so that those behind him can hold him from falling out of their given path. Emeka’s mouth can clearly show some whitish stuff that is stained from the milk he just took. The milk is said to nullify the effect of spells and poisons and it was administered to Emeka so that he could recover from the effect of his earlier encounter in the land of ‘Don’t look up’. The impact on his health was nothing compared to the fact that he just became the first person to see the un-seeable and lived. His achievement may lead to a chieftaincy title as the first to see the un-seeable. The use of mirrors was also established as a means of seeing these strange

I grabbed him by the neck and gritted out, “No one speaks to me like that.” The next moment I was shoved against the wall by an invisible force. I screamed out in pain as an intense wave of electricity coursed through me. “I can kill you with the snap of my fingers but let us talk business first.” The next moment, I fell on the floor with a thud. I dusted myself and sat back on the chair, trying to uphold whatever dignity I had left. “Caleb, I have a proposition for you. We both can join hands and defeat the dragons together. I get ‘The Heart of Magic and you get your revenge. Call me on this number if you want to accept my proposal.”