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The ancient magus other assistant (Chise x reader x Elias)

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LECTURES 2,010
Votes 21
Parties 48
Durée 3h 19m

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Seeing England as a tourist turned to a journey into a world of mages and sorcerers. What I did not expected is to be someone that should not exist in this world. What did they mean by that?

This story is from my old account as Taztaz92Tous Droits Réservés

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The Heart Knows No Crown, écrit par dik4branes

Jasper stiffens in his seat as I press the metal of the blade against his back. "Don't say a word. Come with me, right now." Of course, he doesn't listen. I had hoped a dagger to the kidney would be incentive enough, but even the threat of death doesn't graze a Devereaux ego. He turns toward me to argue, facing away from the goon that's been eyeing him across the bar. I doubt he even noticed. The man whispers something to his sketchy friend, pointing at Jasper. No time for discussion. I grab his arm and press the tip of the knife harder, just barely breaking the skin. He winces, realizing I mean business, and gets up. The idiot prince seems to finally get the memo, running alongside me until we're a safe distance away. "What the hell was that about?" his ragged breaths take the sting out of his words. I've never seen him like this before. Cheeks red, chest heaving, hunched over himself on the stump of a tree. For once, he looks like an authentic person. Of course, this is merely an illusion. Jasper Devereaux is an arrogant, entitled dirtbag, nothing more. I can't believe I just jeopardized my favorite trade spot for him. He demands to know why I pulled a knife on him instead of just telling him he was in danger. I explain to him that the reason for the dagger was glaringly obvious if you consider the way he acted when I did use it. If he was willing to argue with a blade against his skin, there is no way he'd have left that place in good hands if I hadn't forced him to. I can't help but laugh at the audacity of him to be angry with me for how I chose to save his life. "You really haven't changed." His head snaps up at this, and I see his eyes searching my face. Of course he doesn't recognize me. For me, it was super traumatic. For him, it was just another day. "What are you going on about?" "This isn't the kingdom, Jasper, these peasants aren't at your mercy." I see the blood drain from his face, and recognition clicks in his eyes.

Morning Star, écrit par Blondes4pits

So I suck at descriptions but here we go: My name is Lola Jansen and I'm your typical 17 year old girl. I love to read, paint and mostly keeps to myself. I go to the Gifted High School because like most I am special. Here in The Mystic realm there are four kinds of people, elementalists, psychs, e-psychs and gypsies. Also outside our Kingdom lies the land of the creatures. There you will find werewolves, dragons, vampires and shifters. But they are blood thirsty beasts who kill anything that enters their land, or so we've been told. When my life is torn apart and destroyed I soon figure out who I am and there is no stopping my revenge. Our world as we know it is about to change and it's all up to me whether it changes for the better or worse. If I let the greater evil get me our world is over but I must find my strength and courage to over come all the trials I face. Because not only am I an E-Psych but I have every power my people have ever known.

The Unordinary, écrit par elephant576

Six high school students looks like anyone else acts like anyone else but are capable of things no one else is. They learnt from a young age no one that means NO ONE can know about their powers even their parents and other siblings. It brings out the true friends and those who just want to use you. In the end, what do you do when your closest friend betrays you? This is the story as they try to keep their biggest darkest secret of what they are capable of and as they discover they're not the only ones like them... I am not very good at trigger warnings before individual chapters but there is mention of blood, cold abuse and parents divorcing. (But read at your own risk in case I mention something else. I am working on rewriting this story and when I do there will be the trigger warnings in the correct places.) (small teaser.) No one sees me. I am a ghost. I brush against the wooden fence. No one will believe it was me who disappeared into a fence and appeared on the other side of school. I stare at my brother. He made eye contact with me, confirming my suspicions. We both saw it. Whoever that was is like us. "Did you just see that?" I ask "You're that person my brother and I saw," He says. Oh no... Why then? "Wait! You're-" Completed just editing. (Don't be too harsh please)

Mirrors (2P!Axis x Reader x 2P!FACE), écrit par burgersnscones

It has been a year since you moved to England, but your quiet afternoon is interrupted by a surprise party held by your human and "country" friends. As you celebrate your twenty-fourth birthday however, something unexpected happens and your world is turned upside down with another unexpected surprise. As you explore the darker side of the world, you're forced to confront your own inner demons. What will become of this Alice who goes through the looking-glass? "I've always been the 'unwanted one'. The one who keeps observing from the other side of the mirror. The one who keeps wanting what I could never have. But not this time. Just for once... Let me be my own person, I'm different from him. Can't you see that?" This is a SPIN-OFF, the original is Magnet. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hetalia. Book cover was created by me using the following images: *Butterfly retrieved from: joyslife.com/free-butterfly-printable-how-to-use-with-silhouette-software/ *Spider web retrieved from: gallery.yopriceville.com/Free-Clipart-Pictures/Halloween-PNG-Pictures/Halloween_Large_Spider_Web_PNG_Clipart *Hands retrieved from: www.gettyimages.com/illustrations/human-hand

Six (Countdown book 1), écrit par Averys_Blade

"It all started when I turned twelve. Up until then, I was near enough a normal kid. Despite my unusual name, Eli, I fit in pretty well in normal life in London..." Until they came. Without warning, I'm taken from my home and my family on my birthday, to a place that's 'safe' for kids like me. Kids with special abilities. I am one of the six in the ever changing group of kids that posses the powers over the elements... and I'm destined to die when I reach eighteen. With a traitor in our midst, life at the secluded castle that's our home becomes even harder. Can me and some of my newly found friends find a cure for our affliction, and the traitor, or will it be too late for one of us? When the life you know ends in six years, you begin to appreciate every second.

The magus new generation (Elias x reader x Chise), écrit par Hellova_paw

Trained in the land of dragons by an ancient mage my whole life. It was the encounter of visitors that changed everything for me. That change came as another mage with horns and his own apprentice.

In love with a Unicorn, écrit par AngelicaMariaSomarri

"The years slip between our bare hands with alarming speeds, the experiences lead to unforgettable and not altogether treasurable memories." That turned out to be my conclusion, after depht analyzing the events of my life in the recent years that I spent in the reserve. I do not think anyone expected the departure of a prince, the love coming from an unbearable shadow tamer, the dark secrets of a close relative, and the truth of a best friend that was extraordinary in more than one way ... But somehow, things got that way. After all, who was I to change the past? For better or for worse, my destiny was linked to each of the unpredictable people that I had known throughout my life. Despite our past ties, new adventures were just around the corner. It was time to take, with determination, the reigns that would lead my way from now on ... the only thing about it was that the same path had been forged long ago, possibly since I became a blessed by fairies.

Death Of A Hero, écrit par thegreywolfthrone

~COMPLETED~ Grab a live wire with your bare hands and you get electrocuted. Drop a toaster in water that you're in and you get electrocuted. So. What happens when you get struck with lightning? Usually you die. But. I didn't. I lived. And got powers. This world was always cruel to me. So now. It's time to repay the world for all it's "kindness". *** "How could you keep this secret from me!?" "We knew you would freak out." "WHY WOULD YOU TWO HIDE THIS FROM ME!? I'M YOUR DAUGHTER!" "WHO IS A DISGRACE TO THIS FAMILY! THAT'S WHY WE RAISED YOU THIS WAY AND NOT LIKE YOUR SISTER!" Pressure builds up in my palms and I ball my hands into fist. My eyes widen. "I HAVE A SISTER?! YOU KEPT THAT HUGE SECRET FROM ME FOR 18 YEARS!? FUCK YOU TWO!"

The Mage's Apprentice, écrit par Writer-brooke

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X (discontinued), écrit par jungle321jungle

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The Heart Knows No Crown cover

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X (discontinued) cover

The Heart Knows No Crown

Jasper stiffens in his seat as I press the metal of the blade against his back. "Don't say a word. Come with me, right now." Of course, he doesn't listen. I had hoped a dagger to the kidney would be incentive enough, but even the threat of death doesn't graze a Devereaux ego. He turns toward me to argue, facing away from the goon that's been eyeing him across the bar. I doubt he even noticed. The man whispers something to his sketchy friend, pointing at Jasper. No time for discussion. I grab his arm and press the tip of the knife harder, just barely breaking the skin. He winces, realizing I mean business, and gets up. The idiot prince seems to finally get the memo, running alongside me until we're a safe distance away. "What the hell was that about?" his ragged breaths take the sting out of his words. I've never seen him like this before. Cheeks red, chest heaving, hunched over himself on the stump of a tree. For once, he looks like an authentic person. Of course, this is merely an illusion. Jasper Devereaux is an arrogant, entitled dirtbag, nothing more. I can't believe I just jeopardized my favorite trade spot for him. He demands to know why I pulled a knife on him instead of just telling him he was in danger. I explain to him that the reason for the dagger was glaringly obvious if you consider the way he acted when I did use it. If he was willing to argue with a blade against his skin, there is no way he'd have left that place in good hands if I hadn't forced him to. I can't help but laugh at the audacity of him to be angry with me for how I chose to save his life. "You really haven't changed." His head snaps up at this, and I see his eyes searching my face. Of course he doesn't recognize me. For me, it was super traumatic. For him, it was just another day. "What are you going on about?" "This isn't the kingdom, Jasper, these peasants aren't at your mercy." I see the blood drain from his face, and recognition clicks in his eyes.