White Is For Magic Book Novels & Stories

"Magic is war. Magic is where the battles are fought. Magic is where the battles are won. Magic is where the battles are lost. In ancient times, magic was everywhere. It was magic that brought the world into existence. It was magic that gave the sun and moon their light, the stars their power. It was magic that filled the oceans, the forests, and the mountains. It was magic that gave life to the animals. It was magic that gave humans the things that made them human." The writing has stopped, so I close the book. "How does this work? Is it some kind of invisible ink that shows up when it's exposed to light?" Alice sighs. "I told you. This place is magic. It's ridiculous, honestly, that no one

So he started searching its bag for any anti-spells portions while the Centaur’s arrows were randomly flying towards their direction without hitting anyone in one in particular. Dike finally found the portion that can be used to destroy enchantment on the Centaur. This portion is made of some special leaves that destroy divinations and enchantments. The oracle gave them in case if a spell was cast on any of them by any witch or mysterious creature during their journey. So the first time they are to use the anti-Spell was on a Centaur though they still have a long journey to go. Some of the warriors argued that it would be a waste of their portion to use it on the Centaur when they could just

There was a guard before her father's study, and the guard began to say something to her, but she ignored him and walked inside to her father sitting on his desk, scratching with his pen, leaving inked words on a document. "You mustn't go," Anna said and felt the hand of the guard behind her. Her father looked up at her, and curtly nodded, the guard released his hold of her and withdrew out of the room. Lord White, they called him. He was the only man Anna knew who did things rationally, acting on patience, and true justice. His leadership on Crest Hill after all had kept the people from the notorious Baron's men. But now, the Baron's men seemed more persistent, and were beginning to ask so

It's a quarter complete. A quarter complete? What the… my eyes widened, the size of the quarter of the book was already the size of a complete dictionary, then what was the size of the whole book? What does it contain? The book contains details of mysterious dark magic all simplified. "Normally, a normal witch can only use the powers of this book to an extent, to an extent I mean just a part of it. The reason is due to our bodies." She placed the book on the table near the cushion chair and sat down.

Upon closer inspection, I saw a book spine glowing with my blue magic. The light vanished when I touched the book, and I read the title: Lupinotuum Encyclopaedia.

The floating island of books shook violently. Underneath, the white void kept rising, swallowing everything like a starving sea. That storm ahead—a screaming wall of black clouds and purple lightning—looked ready to tear them apart. And in the middle of all that, the path split. One road gleamed cold and blue with computer code and metal. That was the World of Science. The other road shimmered with floating purple stones and glowing, faded symbols. That was the World of Magic. “We can’t do this, Julian!” Maya shouted, the wind ripping her voice straight from her throat.

After flipping through a few pages, she outstretched the thick, leather-bound book towards me. I grabbed it with shaky hands, taking a deep breath before looking down at the pages. The White Witch A white witch is born when two magical beings fall in love, creating a purely magical child. These magical beings exude light magic and are fueled by purity, kindness, and love. While this is the case, a white witch can pull magic from any source and are known to be one of the most powerful magical beings, stronger than those of dark magic. Though a white witch is born pure, corruption is dangerous. Blending light and dark magic creates an impossibly strong creature. It has happened only once and l

I almost rolled my eyes, bored of her antics. Before I shunned whatever she was doing off, the book glowed in bright red. "What in the?" I exclaimed. "Moon oath magic," she said triumphantly. "This book has a message." She strode towards us elegantly and opened the pages to us, which were now filled with drawings and writing. "Look at this," she told us. Scarlett gasped. "Herrera." "Herrera?" We looked at the image again. A woman with long white hair, white brows, lashes, a white garment with gold accessories.

Starting from what we are and down to the moment why we ended up here. After that, I didn’t try to take a look at it again, my interest faded when I learned the truth, but not until this morning. After I found it last night inside the same old chest years ago, I decided to open it this morning thinking that Mother would wake up anytime last night while I was scanning her book. “Book of Magic: Your Answers to Everything. 1876.” I uttered as I read the cover. It was fragile and filled with dust and dirt. I did a quick scan and found that some of the pages were crumpled and torn.

“Not just magic. A presence.” She led us into her study, a cramped room packed with scrolls, bones, and bottles full of moonlight and dried herbs. The air smelled like age and dust and secrets. Lira handed me a book wrapped in black velvet. “This was forbidden long ago. But now, it’s your only chance.” I opened it carefully. Inside were pages written in blood ink, symbols that flickered and changed when I looked too long. At the top of the first page: "The Witch Who Was."