Wandless Magic Novels & Stories

The look on his face was one of shock which made her snort in humor but immediately regretted it from the pain it caused her. “You can see it?” She nodded, “yes. So, what is it?” She saw Wolferan visibly pause, “it is magic. Magic is just mana being directed by the user's will. Can you really see it?” Leanunya nodded, “yes. What’s wrong with that?” She watched Wolferan take a deep breath before answering. “It is rare for one to sense mana let alone see it. You being able to see it is… you have a knack for magic. But I will not teach you.”

Timothy and Blaze had made an ice shield around them while putting an extra magic barrier in front of their shield which repelled the constant powerful magic thrown at them. "Do you know who it is Blaze?" Timothy asked Blaze. "Yes." Blaze shortly replied. ******* Wanda however had been keeping her eyes closed the whole time as her newly formed wings flapped. She hadn't received any attacks yet and it made her anxious. She had sensed the magic and it worried her more. As a fairy prince she had the power to sense fairy magic and this was exactly what she sensed. A powerful fairy magic equivalent to those possessed by her father and the previous kings. It was very ancient and powerful. She conc

I would still be feeling the terrible heat pulling me inexorably toward the alpha mate who wanted to kill me if it hadn’t been for Wilder’s earthquake. “The thing about elemental magic,” Wilder says, “is that it can get away from you pretty easily because the elements of nature are so powerful. For example, when I used magic to open the padlock on Giuseppe’s door, there wasn’t very much that could have gotten out of control. I was just moving a piece of steel.

“No. Not everyone. Only the ones with enough free will.” Elysia wonders if there is such a thing as ‘enough free will’. In the direction he is looking, there is only the wall lamp. Witstones are the magic light, made by sorcery, and used in lamps and chandeliers within the palace and mansions. She has heard of witstones use simple magic, but only witches and wizards know how to do that. It must be a different type of magic than the ones in her grimoire. “Where did you learn that?” he asks, turning his head partly towards her.

Wendy said. “What about my magic? Can it be fixed?” Jordan said waiting for an answer as he looked distressed. “Your magic is not damaged Jordan, you were right in thinking that power was added because it was. It is only disrupting your spell performance because you haven't accepted it as part of you” Wendy said. “How?” Jordan said looking confused.

"Don't expect me to show you any mercy, you've been warned Abaddon!" "Unfortunately, it's not my plan to kill you or your weak magicians, but it seems I can't get past you with a simple conversation!" Zendaya and Olivia took their magical wands from their pockets and cast a thunderstrike at Abaddon, yet it didn't affect him to the slightest.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

I push out of his arms and go down the steps, holding out my hands. “Elementals vocationem ore exíbit gládis acútus: hanc domun praesidio! Custodrie moneia malo!” I spread my hands apart, setting a line of magic around the house. The wendigo barrels out of the woods, sprinting right at us. Lucas leaps in front of me, putting himself in the line of fire. The wendigo runs into the warding and bounces off, roaring in frustration. It leans in, coming as close as it can to the warding without getting zapped.

The elements exist in this realm, along with the natural magic they carry. I gazed down at my own hands, seeing the thin, golden threads pulse and quiver. Hesitantly, I let the magic within me pour free. I wove the threads of shimmering magic together, hissing when they unraveled or fell short. It seemed the more I thought about it, the harder it became to intertwine those threads. It took me a few tries to clear my mind completely, and simply let the magic course through me.

I felt uncomfortable. “… there are only two of them. So, by default, they will go against each other. And with our water mages, there are 7. There will be two duels and a battle against three mages. There are twenty-six mages in total. 2 light, 7 water, 2 fire, 4 winds, 2 earth, 3 lightning, 2 spatial, 2 ice, 2 silver, 2 sound. There are different types of magics but only these magics stood out” he’s right. Some magic is really not meant to be used for battling. Although they could still be used on the battle ground, their magic usually can’t keep up to those who have primary magics like me. That’s how unfair magic is. Like snow magic, it can be use to attack enemies but it does not stand a