Magic Crafters Spyro Key Novels & Stories

Minerva, the biggest architectural design company in the country, once belonged to the Iverson family. Years after it was acquired by the Peyton Group, Henry Iverson decided to retake the company. Henry's friend, Vivi Baby suggests Henry to become close with the CEO, seduce him, and retake the company. Henry changes his name to Henrietta, disguises as a hot blonde, and becomes the secretary of the current CEO——Jamie Lee Peyton. Everything is going smooth with their plan, yet what Henry does not know is, he has always been mistaking the gender of Jamie. Everything starts to slip off their track and goes terribly wrong. Well, let's just hope that Jamie won't find out about Henry's real identity and their horrible plan.

Calliope's world of magic is slowly becoming poisoned. The world is dying and it is up to her and her friends to find the culprits. But can Cal survive the world of dying magic with her heart still intact?

Yesterday, my name was Elizabeth Summers. I was 43 years old with a good job that I didn’t like much, but it paid the bills. When I woke up today, I was told my name is Kimberly Sparks. My birth certificate says I’m 24 years old. I don’t have a job or a place to live. But there’s a seriously hot guy taking me home with him. Elizabeth Summers died yesterday in a terrible fire and Kimberly Sparks was born. But I’m not a phoenix; I’m a werewolf. Who knew?

The moment I was born, my mother implanted a chip in my brain and began shaping me into her idea of a perfect daughter. She blocked my sense of hunger so I would only have simple meals daily to maintain the "ideal" figure. She erased my ability to feel pain so she could inject me with endless chemicals to keep my skin smooth and flawless. She tampered with my senses, deleting every trace of negative emotion from my mind, all so I could remain eternally innocent. I couldn't tell right from wrong. I didn't know sadness or anger. I only knew how to smile. When the neighbor's dog died, I smiled and was scolded harshly for being heartless. When my classmates bullied me, I smiled and became the class freak. When my grandfather passed away, I smiled again, and my relatives cursed me for being soulless. Eventually, my father couldn't take it anymore. He left us. Mom, however, didn't seem to care. "They don't understand," she told me. "Everything I've done is for your own good. One day, you'll thank me." … On my 18th birthday, she planned a grand live broadcast, ready to show the world her perfect creation. She never knew that the day before her grand broadcast, I had already lost myself completely. By then, I was no longer human. I had become a machine.

The battery on my front door smart lock died, so I called a locksmith to come over. While he was working on the lock, he made small talk. "Dude, this lock comes with six spare keys. Did you lock all of them inside the apartment?" I froze. I've lived in this apartment for three years. My wife and I each have one spare key. The other three were always kept in the hallway drawer. That makes five total. So where's the sixth key?

Many years ago, dragons discovered the supreme good that the Earth could offer to any of its creatures. A red gem, which the king of dragons named "The Heart of Magic" because of its shape, resembled a heart. The magic gem fulfilled their greatest desires. All the dragons in the world obtained a necklace with a small piece of the red gem that shone. All the dragons born afterward also carried the same necklace. Then, when the gem got stolen, this light went out of every necklace, and the dragons lost these magical abilities that the gem had given them. But before this could happen, after fulfilling these desires, the dragons used them against the humans, enslaving them, but when the gem got stolen, it was all over. Dragons are still looking for it, and humans wish never to be found so that they do not go through the same thing again. Princess Edith, after a family tragedy, she will be forced to go in search of the gem. Through the journey of investigation, she will discover that she possesses special powers that she did not know that she has until that moment. Drake is the Dragon King's son and will be secretly sent to help Edith seek the gem. Carrying his dark and heavy past on his back, he moves forward with his life with no regrets about his actions back then. Everything is about to change.

A phoenix is a soulless creature with immortality and resurrection or life after death. It has a mortal mate who is in possession of the blue flame, and when that flame connects with the red flame carried by the phoenix, it creates a crystal ball-like structure filled with the energy of yin and yang. When that crystal ball finally enters the body of Phoebe she will become a deity with divine power, but that process is only available to a person blessed with the power of the Phoenix. And if she foolishly decides to become human, the next phoenix will be doomed to a curse that will awaken after its thousandth year of life.

Outcast witch Hazel, just wanted to prove she was more than the reckless sorceress her former coven cast aside. But when her forbidden magic accidentally unleashes an ancient evil, she becomes the only one who can stop it. Aiden, the Beta of the Blackwater pack, has spent months hunting Hazel to prevent her from breaking the curse on the werewolves to save his Luna and friend. But when he finally catches her, he discovers the truth... she’s his fated mate. Hazel, desperate to escape the supernatural world, begs him to reject her and vanishes into a quiet life as an occult studies professor. But peace is short lived. Dark forces rise, threatening Aiden and the Blackwater pack, and Hazel may be their only hope. Now, Drake must find Hazel, not just to save his bestfriend and beta, but also to save his people. Will Hazel abandon the life she built to face the darkness once more? And will Aiden convince her that rejecting their bond was the real mistake?

One night I had an unforgettable dream about my mate; my handsome, flawless and mesmerizing mate. Ever since that night I dream about him almost every night, but I forget what he looks like every morning. His name, species, hair color, and even his voice are things I can't recall, but what I can remember is how he makes me feel when his lips meet mine—complete and lost without him. And now, when I'm soon eighteen, and about to enroll in a new school, I'm hoping to find him—my beautiful mate.

The hotel called, politely reminding me that the condoms used last night were unpaid and had been charged to my membership card. I was stunned. I'd been working late until midnight and hadn't set foot in any hotel. I confronted my husband, the only person who knew my card code. Nathan Phelps looked at me, bewildered. "Honey, that hotel costs over $10,000 a night. I'd never go there. It's probably a system error. Someone must have mistyped the card number. I'll file a complaint tomorrow." Unconvinced, I called my best friend, who managed the hotel. "Tracy, check who Nathan was with at the hotel last night. I'm catching him red-handed."