Womanizing Mage Novels & Stories

Looking through the glass, a bright smile came upon his face and he pushed the door and entered. He quietly made his way along the sidelines and took a seat in the gallery. He looked out of the field to see a pink-haired girl in a tight bodysuit waving around two 3ft tall rapiers. It was Megan practicing her sword skills with no magic. This was what separated combat mages from practitioners of other magic paths.

The young woman quickly raised up her hand and he became frozen. "What is that?" the guard groaned as he tried to bring dow his hand. "What do you want to do with that? Kill me?" the young woman asked. She sounded very confidence. "Yes. You should be killed. You have done a lot of things enough for you to be treated that way" the Mage gnatched his teeth. "If it is to free the people that are bewitched by me" she scoffed and paused. "You don't need to kill me. You just need to get these roots and you will deprive me of strange powers" she said and handed him some roots.

I would not have been able to take it, and I was in such a fragile state of mind then that I truly believed that if the mage had told me about the death of my brothers, I would have found a way to kill myself because I would have lost my will to keep on living. The woman leaned in close to me as though she had some idea of the thoughts that were currently speeding through my mind. Clasping her hands around mine, she said, "I am a mage. I may not look it, but I am over a thousand years old, two thousand, I'm a fact. I found you wounded, bleeding and near death, but I took you in and nursed you slowly back to health. You have to understand you were dead, or you should have been. It is only as

Unlike dragons, wolves were not immune to magic. Just then, the Mage stumbled as she reached the golden stool of the master of the temple, coughing up blood. Taking advantage of the witches' distraction, Y took his precious hostage and ran with the rest of his army, since they couldn't fight with their wolves unable to transform. The betrayal Waai had seen coming, just not so soon. He was expecting to end the Mage after she had taken care of Dom and his dragon, but she took the step too early.

Chapter 24: The Devious Women (Part-2) From the beginning of her priesthood time, Rosalinda Rosewood had a hidden agenda. She wanted to be known as the most powerful white mage in Wolftopia. So she was studying hard to become the best white priest in the temple. She charmed her seniors with her beauty and her false pretense persona as an innocent young maiden, so she could learn most white magic available in the temple. Even Archbishop Joseph fell for her fakery and made her one of his number one disciples.

For a moment, the world seemed to stand still. Mago’s face darkened with a rage that chilled me to the bone. He grabbed my arm and slammed me against the wall. I gasped as the impact sent pain shooting through my shoulder. I felt trapped, his fury radiating off him like a storm. Before he could speak, the woman let out an exaggerated sigh and rolled her eyes. “Tch! What a drama,” she muttered, crossing her arms over her chest. “I don’t like to be involved in this ridiculous mess.” She tossed her hair and shot Mago an annoyed glance. “I came here for fun, not to get dragged into some pathetic soap opera.”

With each tremor, dirt and rocks fell from the ceiling. The woman turned to me with a wicked smile on her lips. I watched as dirt fell through the ceiling and seemed to go right through her. Her image seemed to glitch as she walked closer to me. "What are you?" I asked, and she arched her brow. "Seems my magic doesn't work the best on you. I figured it wouldn't, though. I'm not at my strongest. Plus, you aren't as dumb as most men. Who only think with their dick instead of their heads." The Woman laughed again. Her whole aura seemed to change. The way her energy filled the room made me want to run in the opposite direction. She was bad, the kind of bad you read about in fairytales and talked

As expected I was bombarded with questions as soon as James was out of our sight "What is going on? Who is he? What does he mean by that you are his woman and how dare he take you away like that? What is going on bel?" I really didn't have any other choice but to tell him everything "Calm down only then can I tell you everything." He began to stare at me as he if I was going to tell him a story, he looked at me with such an eagerness as if I had some exciting story to tell him. I rolled my eyes at him and told him everything from the beginning and he gasped as he asked "Your memory erasing magic didn't work on him and to think that is the strongest power you have in this world. No one can un

She didn't seem to like my answer, as her eyes were shining white while her hair started flying around as her body " I'm the one destined for you. I'm the one who fought to bring you back to life. I'm the one who will bring back to you all what you've lost." Seeing her flying that way did only open my eyes to the fact that I can't sense her wolf. She wasn't a werewolf. "What are you? A witch?" I asked her, then a smile found its way to her face, as she was going back to her normal state. " I'm stronger than the strongest witch. I'm a mage. I create magic out of chaos, witches only use magic."

She pushed back whatever thoughts that tried to form in her mind about this man. “I am done with men.” She chanted in her mind. “Your costume -“ he lowered his gaze to examine her outfit. “Are you portraying Allison the witch of Maridom?” He asked to be sure. Meagan tried not to follow his gaze down to the parts of her body that were revealing. She adjusted the stuffed toy cat and wand, balancing the glass on her other hand. The movement was to make him stop staring at her slightly exposed body. “Allison is my favorite icon.” She shook her head in agreement to his question.