Versatile Mage Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

} The quest menu sure is detailed… it even showed the clues that I have gathered about that self proclaimed ruler with the lame name… So in short the quest is to find the source and get rid of it? Alright that’s simple one way or another, after all I do have 57 [Volatile type] familiar under my command, and they are right now scouting the area and sending me a 3d map. I raised my hands and drew a circle in front of me; a trail of dark purple energy like a misty light followed the movement of my finger as I called forth Space mental and enchantment magic all together!

I pouted my lips even more and bowed down. "Priestess Eridette De Abarak," I answered. "What's the name of the first book of Magic?" "Runes from Grimoire," I pouted my lips more and more. And I want him to feel so guilty! How can he do this to me?! "How many people died at Amberian War," his deep voice change into an intense one. I glanced at him and saw him making a serious but weird expression. W-why is he staring at me like that now?!

Who were they kidding in this empire they can offend anyone except his highess and the Kaisens . The battle of magic soon began . To no one's surprise ; Rogue Kellington , the Crown Prince passed with flying colours . Chlesea looked over to where he stood and silently gave a thumbs up to the author . Tall stature; lean body which was neither too muscular nor thin , jet black hair and beautiful viloet eyes with a bluish tint . Rogue Kellington was certainly deserving of the title of male lead not to mention his magic . Apparently Rogue was a fire mage with a flaming dragon as his familiar , it wasn't surprising that he won his battle without much hassle .With a powerful familiar breathing beh

Jokil approached Froster and offered a cigar, he declined. “Your quarry, is she a Battle Mage? he asked, tactfully blowing away the cigar smoke away from Froster. “Correct, she is a Battle Mage. Voltiir as well.” “This must be part of that new initiative, you think so?” Mangani Apemen had forejaws and molar tusks.

Stop. I got up from where I was sitting and stood face to face with the mage. I couldn't understand how someone could be conscienceless. Destroying without the hint of remorse. I was going to stop him from destroying more of my family. Yes family. Even though he had taken my mother and brother from me. I still had people that had accepted me as part of them. "I see you have woken up." The Mage said, his voice laden with contempt. "Good, you are just about to see me bring this place down."

Alpha Jones rushed after the Mage. The Mage grabbed a big book as he got back into his compartment. He opened it hurriedly. "You want to read?" Alpha Jones wondered. "We have a sleeping demon that will go on us full force whenever he wakes up, according to you, and you come here to grab a book?" he shook his head. "Our demon slayer is not around so we need to find a way to escape this problem. We can only find that in this book" the Mage replied with his full attention on the book.

BOOK ONE OF THE MAGES SERIES: MANAGING MAGES ******* Art credit courtesy of: eroticdarkfantasy.art on I*******m NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: This novel contains raw animal aggression, force by magic, sexual acts and other elements that some may find disturbing. Please read with caution ******* TEASER The next morning was archery practice. I hate archery. I'm no good at it. "Everybody line up!" Hawk roared. Pacing the grass in-front of the mansion.

“Okay Argon do not let Anyone get to me if you must throw them in the vortex in the spell they will be consumed by the magic“ he nodded I looked to the other mage and she gave me a wink and pushed her power into me. I started to fight the barrier trying to break it down but it was so thick it was going to take a minute for sure. I started ripping through the spell left and right but to no end it was draining . Then I thought of something Falcon had said of her magic and blood. I looked around and saw a screw and pricked my hand with it and pushed the blood out the pain from the sting of it pricking me was little to nothing but it was a weird feeling. I spelled my blood with my magic making m

I am foolish and a fucked-up pushover! I sit up as I feel my blood boil in anger but I groan as pain registers in my battered body. I doubt my body will still allow me to use my magic at its best. I doubt Sacrarium will still accept a depleted mage who has fallen from grace! My magic activates, and the wind around me rises. I cough as dust rises around me. The door to the room opens, and a muscular, handsome man comes in.

Lila throws her heavy head back and lets out a deafening roar that rattles the tall trees, sending a physical shockwave rolling through the dirt. Magnus snaps his head toward me, his face going completely pale as the dark red blood magic surrounding his altar shatters into tiny glowing dust under the pressure of my strange power. "What... what is this?!" he stammers, staggering back a step. I do not waste a single millisecond trying to figure out what is happening to me. I charge forward across the clearing, my heavy paws tearing up the damp earth. Two of Magnus's elite guards try to jump into my path to block me, drawing their dark iron blades. They look like small children trying to stop a