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Harry Invents The Protegah Spell

Cardinal: God Spell

{{Cardinal Stories Book 2}} There once lived a scholar named Sora King, he knew the ins and outs of society as it pertained to magic, he understood and mastered the magic system that ran the world. When it came to magic there was none more knowledgeable than him, because of it he was dubbed the scholar of magic, he taught lessons and discovered theorems helping some of the greatest magic institutions and families gain a foothold. Frankly, he was a shining success in the founding generations, he helped many of history's greatest mages across the world awaken domains and create magic bloodlines that would live well beyond them. In all of his works however, the one thing Sora could never do, His one regret in all of his life, the area he felt he failed himself the most, was that he never bothered to awaken even a basic element. He never gave himself time for love because it would give the many, enemies he made leverage over him to use him for his knowledge. Consequently, he died at the age of 19 as he simply had too many enemies to fend off with just wit and resources alone, he was struck down by the magic spell of his lifelong brother-in-arms at the forefront of war. What surprised Sora however, was the fact that not only was he given a swift death, but he was put further down on the path to reincarnation, Rather than being revived 100 years later where his name would still be very well known, he was revived 1,000 years later in the modern era. His name was still known but there was no chance for him to be recognised or hunted by a vast majority of his enemies. As a plus, he not only kept his knowledge of magic but was reborn into the body of a dead orphan ironically also named Sora. In this life Sora was going to take the path of magic he so neglected till now and make himself one of the greats of history once more, and he planned to do it by breaking all possible records along the way regardless of if he went public with his feats.
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Under the Lycan's Spell

Gabrielle Lockwood's aspiration for a quiet life with her test tubes and vials takes a turn for the worse when she becomes the target of a group of werewolves due to her research. So, when the handsome Sebastian offers to protect her, Gabby finds it hard to turn him down. However, Sebastian is more than his chiseled form; he is part of an Elite Group of Lycans that will do everything to protect the secrets of Aetheria. Sebastian Devereux is determined to prove to his father that he can lead the Night Riders, a group of Lycans whose existence is considered a legend. So when his father asks him to seduce a mere human, Sebastian agrees without hesitation. Except the woman comes in the form of a small, sarcastic scientist who likes to question everything. A small package of a human being who seems more interested in dissecting him than falling for his charms! What starts as a straightforward assignment becomes a complex dance as Gabrielle's inquisitive nature delves into Sebastian's world. It's all fun and games until a predator starts hunting Gabrielle. Now Sebastian must make a choice: continue his mission and become the leader of Night Riders or protect her with all his heart and soul. ....... Excerpt "I can hear your heartbeat, Gabby," he uttered, his voice deep and husky. Gabby immediately frowned, unimpressed. "What are you insinuating, Mr. Devereux?" she steadied her voice, trying her best not to show the desire that sent shivers down her spine. The thought of him pinning her against the wall almost made her spiral, but she knew this would not end well—for both of them. Instead of giving her an answer, he took a step towards her. "I knew you wanted me, just as I wanted you," he said. Gabby pursed her lips as she tried to take in the small distance between them. She lifted her gaze and stared at his silver-gray eyes. "You must be losing your mind, Mr. Devereux. Being confident is one thing; being arrogant is laughable. Not everyone wearing a skirt likes to spend time in your bed." Some of them wanted to see how fast his wounds heals, she thought as she convinced herself that she was here to study... him. He chuckled, amusement flashing in his eyes. "One, you are not wearing a skirt. Two, I do not want you to spend time in my bed." His gaze darkened as he took another step towards her. "I want you here, right now, in the middle of my office—on my table, on that plush couch, the shower, and against the wall. The bed is for resting, Gabby and trust me, I want to do a lot of things with you, and not one of them involves resting in my bed."
B_Mitchylle · 40.5K Views
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