Magic Orb Novels & Stories

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

"But I can assure you, it'll work just like we want it to. All that is needed, is the young prince's abilities. If you would be so kind to follow me, I will show you what to do." We followed the old man into a smaller room closed up by a thick purple curtain. A huge crystal orb sat on a pedestal in the centre of the room, rapidly changing colours. "This is an enchanted orb," Whitlock explained. "It will serve as a portal into the Midlands, allowing Prince Adrian to control any source of water around the girl, that is once I cast the spell to locate her." "This should be a piece of cake for you, Adrian." Mother shot me a devious grin before turning back to Whitlock. "Cast the spell."

It was the entire Fae Realm wrapped into one, a drop of every type of magic. As if the orb knew what it was doing, it drifted towards the crib--to the baby that sat just inside. Those chubby fists reached out for the orb, and a bubbly coo came from the baby's mouth. I---she, was smiling at the orb, laughing as though it were the best thing she'd ever seen. A single, tiny finger reached out and touched the orb--then, everything changed.

He said, a little anxious. “I thought the orbs had vanished.” I let out. Father shook his head. “No. As long as I am alive, the orbs would not vanish because, without them, the magic realm will not exist. The orbs help restore the beauty of the magic realm and once you use them all in one go, they will scatter after. You need to find all of them before someone does.” Father answered. I sighed exasperatedly. I thought we all could live in peace after everything we went through.

With the orb, he conjured another jet of lightning and fired it at Lucas. Lucas dodged the jet of lightning. He moved faster than the eye could see and knocked the Grand Wizard of Ouxs off his feet. The blue glittering orb fell off his hand and rolled to the edge of the wall. At this time, it became clear to Bonnie and Ann that the orb is the mystic orb they have risked everything to find. They quickly make their way to pick the orb. However, Mira was fast enough to pick the orb. With the orb, she conjured a jet of lightning and fired it at them.

We enter a large cavern and spread out around the perimeter as we look upon the object that stands tall at the heart of the cavern. Standing at 20 feet tall is a monolithic crystal floating just a few feet off the ground. Inside the crystal is a kaleidoscope of moving colours the likes of which don’t exist anywhere on earth. The colours move and swirl around inside the crystal in a constant state of motion. This is the Orraikam, the single most powerful and valued object to ever exist. The Orraikam is pure preserved magic, and we were tasked by our mother long ago to protect it from any who would wish to steal or destroy it, and until now we hadn’t failed in that task. “Does anyone see or sc

"This place doesn't play fair." "Fair was never an option," Amelia shot back, her chestnut hair plastered to her forehead with sweat. She paused, taking in the sight of the artifact glinting malevolently in the dim light. It was an orb encased in twisted metal, pulsing with an energy that felt at once enticing and dangerous. "Careful with that," Gabriel cautioned, moving closer. "It reeks of dark enchantment." "Could it help us break the curse?" Amelia asked, her blue eyes reflecting the orb's eerie glow.

I growled. Adam shifted, scratching the back of his neck. “The Orb isn’t just like a cliche seer glass. The Orb is something you must remain attached to until you’ve lived out every memory you’ve ever had, until you see your very first memory. It’s potentially going to be very painful for you, Isabella. If you must go that route, both you and Gaberiel have to commit to staying tethered to the Orb until you’ve seen your very first memory.”

Nyx continued, gesturing towards the orbs, "is your choice. Each one holds a fragment of power-one to guide your path. Green for healing, blue for wisdom, red for strength, and white for clarity. Choose wisely, for your choice will determine the foundation of your strength." Carmen stared at the orbs, her mind racing. The vibrant colors danced before her eyes, each one enticing her with its brilliance. But something felt...off. Suspicion crept into her thoughts. Nyx didn't seem like the kind of entity to offer gifts without consequences. She had already deceived her once. "I don't want any of these," Carmen said sharply. "The orb I need isn't here." She didn't know why she said it or where t

snorted The Great Sorcerer. “He got help from the half-dragon human and the human who became Amicus. This is the battle record sent by the sorcerer from the Red Magic Tower,” said the Sorcerer handing the memory orb to The Great Sorcerer. The memory orb activated, and The Great Sorcerer reluctantly watched the broadcast. Suddenly something caught his eye, so The Great Sorcerer straightened his body. He pointed to someone on the memory impressions. "That girl! Why is that girl there?" asked The Great Sorcerer angrily, disbelievingly.