Winx Club Magic Winx Novels & Stories

“A Grandpa.” Before anyone could react, Auren reached out and took the much larger hand in his small one. My breath caught in my throat. Kaelor’s did too. The whole square seemed to hold its breath. The little hand wrapped around the bigger one without any fear at all. “Come on,” Auren said, already tugging. Alaric didn’t move right away. “I want to show you my tree.” “…Your tree?” “The climbing tree,” Auren explained patiently. “And Wolfie’s favorite rock too.”

My kids were jealous, but they knew that it’s all in Goddess’ plan. Our younger twins and triplets were training in combat and stealth with Heather, Alex and Axel. They were also learning their magic with Queen Winnie and her friend, a warlock named Billy. Our younger triplets were fourteen and our youngest twins were thirteen. They had been practicing their magic abilities for five years and were almost at expert level. Mia, our youngest twin, has oracle and omega abilities. She has visions and she also has the ability to calm large groups of people.

She ignored my question. "Tell me, when will you start training me in magic?" Rain asked. Winnie looked at her for a brief moment and smiled. "I'm twenty-two already", Rain said. "You should grow up more", Winnie said and I laughed. During Rain tried to learn magic from Winnie's mother, Winnie performed weird magic to get rid of her. She held her hand and chanted some spells. Later she said, Rain had a great past life and she was born for a purpose. She had to turn twenty-two to get her magic. Rain stopped trying for magic believing Winnie. Winnie thought by growing old Rain might understand that was all a lie.

What's even more amazing is that seniors are able to use magic with just a glance. Class B is a class of aspiring witches who are able to read minds and control the minds of others. Class C is a class where witches learn teleportation with the ability to disappear. Finally, class D, Winky's class, a class that learns magic with magic wands and brooms, an early class that learns the basics of magic. Winky can't wait to move up to class C. He is a diligent student and never misses out. Even though he wasn't good at memorizing spells, he kept learning so he could move up the class quickly.

The girl is gorgeous until she sneers at me, her eyes looking me up and down. "Watch where you are going!" She shouts in the most dramatic way possible. "And what are you wearing? If you are a student, you need to wear the color of your house. Aren't you sorted yet?" "Sorted?" I ask. Two other girls are glaring at me from behind the blonde girl, clearly her little minions. They all wear the same blue cheerleading clothes, and blondie got pointy ears—definitely Fae. "At Magic Academy, there are four houses; each one represents an element—as you can see, we all belong in the house of water. It values beauty, but beauty doesn't seem important to you since you're wearing those clothes."

Maggie laughed and with a wave, shut the door. Indeed she had a club and Phoenix’s Claws, her club was her biggest achievement this year. She would not let anything get between her club and her. Not even the gorgeous and dangerous Theodore Cyneric, she vowed and with that thought, Cathy turned away from the window and headed to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

Irina was amazed, looking at her dress. “Let me see your bleeding hands.” Lucas closed the gap between them. He didn’t need to do anything with her face as the slapping mark had already gone. “Wow…” Irina impressed, looking at her clean hands. “I’m healed.” Smiling weakly, Lucas didn’t dare telling her that her wound healed itself and he did nothing about it but cleaned the blood stain. “I knew it.” Irina exclaimed. “Magic is amazing thing.” Lucas smile turned weaker. “Speaking of magic, why don’t you or Master Nieal scare of me? Why not have me burnt like stories I heard about magic users?”

We reached the medical wing and Alex motioned for me to sit on one of the medical chairs. "May I touch you?" Alex asked and I nod. He lifted the sleeves of my shirt, checking every inch of the skin for any wounds or bruises. He pressed his thumb on my wrist and I hissed in pain. Alex mumbled a sorry before moving on to check my legs. He saw the wounds caused by my father's nails. He gently put my legs down before grabbing a disinfectant. He cleans up my wounds and bandaged them, he also puts some ointment on my bruised wrists and ankles.

The witch can’t stand it anymore and, from being in a subconscious state, her mind fell even deeper, thus digging out the most painful, and most terrifying memories of her. “STOP!!!” the witch screamed. But, her memories won’t stop recalling for her. … “’powers’?” they said, feeling puzzled as they looked at each other. Their faces are filled with bewilderment as they turned to her. “Yes. Powers.” the witch nodded in affirmation. “It is magic.” She told them. “It is like this.” she said and waved her hand. Then, a strand of pale red color energy appeared in her hand before it swirled around her fingers, as if playing with her.

Emily blurted out, still staring at the space where the witches had been. The chief witch grinned and gestured for Emily to follow her. Both of them walked out of the large hall to the room where the chief witch received Andrew earlier. "What's your name girl?" The Chief witch asked as Emily took her seat. "Emily, Dr. Emily Winx." The chief witch smirked, "Call me Amelia."