Magister Stories

A story set in the Mahou Sensei Negima/UQ Holder universe, it follows a young mage from the Magical World, H. J. Elliot, who is assigned to work as a school nurse for a public school in Kyoto. While touring the city by broom, he is attracted to the sounds of battle below, and meets the last swordsmen of Shinmeiryu and his charge. This charge, a prince and distant relative of the royal family in Ostia, wants to claim his birthright and return to the Magic World as king. With the help of H. J. , Takashi and the friends they make along they way, this fated meeting will have consequences that could bring the Magic World to the brink of destruction.

[English] Safia has lived her whole life in their house alone in one of the Southern isles, with only her parents and an old physicker checking up on her every fortnight. She has always dreamed of getting away from those walls that secluded her world, and she will. As Safia copes with her life in Aethelgard, where talented people are taken in to teach them how to harness their talents, she meets a self-proclaimed singer, a ferocious girl with strong hearing, a loud-mouthed, wizened magister who hates dragons, and a man who'll take her world to different directions. And as she stays in Aethelgard to discover the purpose of her strange eyesight, she finds out that she's not the girl she thought she was, she finds out what the outside world truly holds, and she finds out that she's barely ready for the future that awaits her. **This is my first draft. It is being revised and edited.**

"Blood. I crave for it, live for it. It's the only thing that can keep me alive, bathing in blood again and again, going to war and killing people with my own two small hands. The feeling of cutting human flesh, their agonizing wails and all the blood... It's intoxicating." An assassin. A duke. A crown prince. Death. War. Immortality. In a different world full of unknown, will she survive?

In all possibilities Nagi Springfield meet and marry Arika Anarchia Entheofushia. In all worlds Negi Springfield is born with his mother dying soon after. In all timelines Nagi got possessed by the Mage of the Beginning, leaving his son behind, chasing after him and trying to save him. In one future Nagi is saved by his son thanks to Asuna's help... In another one, he isn't.

What would you do if one day you woke up not remembering anything? You know the world. You know your face. But everything else is just a blank slate. What would you do if you suddenly remember everything, realising that you're not a noble lady, that you're just playing pretend in the Emperors little doll house he calls his castle? What would you do if you suddenly remembered how he ruined your life? I know what I would do, I'd ruin his life right back. ----------------------------------------- At only 17, Aubrée ends up the star lady in Emperor Rhayn's court, the most ruthless ruler anybody has ever seen. Disoriented and confused, Aubrée tries desperately to understand this Empire where magic means cunningness and weakness leads to death. Magic is deadly, and she's full of it. But she's not the only one with it. The Magister will test her, she wants information and she's willing to do anything to get it from Aubrée. She goes as far as to reshape her life, making up a story as though she's a writer and Aubrée her novel. Because she wants him-- the one person Aubrée is willing to give her life to. But how can she achieve her goal when her mind is filled with vengeance. How can she do this when the one thing she was told to hate becomes the one thing that keeps her together. Lust, horror and deceit surrounds the court-- will she survive, or will she destroy herself trying to?

Angelina may seem like an ordinary girl on the outside, however on the inside she's anything but. For she has powers, given to her at birth in order to do one thing--destroy the man named Balthazar. Orphaned at a young age by the murder of her family, Angelina wonders however whether or not she can do this--to the only one who murdered them, the one who haunts her in her dreams every night, the one she was destined to kill from the moment she was born. Angelina has been training for years, but when her trainer and mentor Ivanna gives her the news she’s not the only one with powers her world is flipped upside down. She learns she’s not the only one destined to kill Balthazar. Together her and her three new friends form the Contego, the only ones that can destroy Balthazar together. But when the time comes can they do it? Can they destroy the most powerful and evil man in history? Or are they doomed to a fate worse than death? And along the way, what things does Angelina learn about herself and her past, that shows that maybe everything is not as she once believed?

A story of an unsettling arrangement between the two biggest showoffs of Tevinter.

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Cato is a Heretic Mage, or at least the apprentice of one. For Cato and His Master, remaining hidden under the streets of Maraven, away from the watchful eye of the Protectorate and his Magisters, is the only way to avoid being hunted down and summarily executed. But hiding becomes a lot more difficult when a high profile member of the one of the ruling families is murdered, and all signs point to Heretic Magic...

Rale Scott is the Master Thief and has set his sights on the most prized jewel in all the land. Rumoured to have magical properties, he sets out to complete his collection by stealing the Queen Ellesmé's jewel. This begs the question: will he make it out alive? Or will his perfect reputation be tainted forever?

Sir, We've found the collapse where Lavellan vanished or died in the Wending Wood mines. I doubt anyone inside could've survived that, but a body has not been recovered. You should know that we're being watched. Reports of a darkspawn similar to Corypheus are also common here. It could be the same one the Warden-Commander fought years ago. If so, we may have a bigger problem. Agents confirmed that the collapse was intentional. Either he wanted her dead or alive, and I'm not sure which is worse. I think you should come here yourself to hand this. Your agent *Please be aware that this is a mini novella, which means a few short chapters.* Disclaimer: characters and plot points from the games/novels belong to Bioware/EA. Original characters created for this novella belong to me.

"Jem!" He turned to see her standing there, golden locks tumbling down her shoulders as her face crumpled with anguish. He wished for nothing more than to rush to her, to lend her his strength so that she could build her own. Although the battle raged around them, it seemed to part for her like the red sea, her face like an explosion of colour in a sea of darkness. He felt his own expression mirroring hers, the unspoken words filling the sudden silence until she looked at him, a warrior and an angel wearing a beautiful mortal' s face. It was in the determined twist to the terrified set of her mouth and the strength that seemed to blaze around her like a column of flames. She was fractured around the edges, but so was Jem, and perhaps two shattered prices could form a whole. "Bring me back," she whispered, but he heard it as if she was standing right beside him. "Bring me back, James." The sound of her tongue caressing his name made Jem's heart falter in his chest until with one last shaky smile, she turned away- And grinned, sharp and unyielding as her hair bled snow white and the seraph blade in her hand lit up like a single star within the night sky. She blew a kiss at him as, with an almost bored slash, a vampire, cleaved in half, crumbled to the floor. She laughed, high and cold and giddy, and Jem could not help but think that the Elizabeth in front of him was wrong, warped and twisted in a way his Elizabeth never was. Her eyes lacked the kind warmth, her skin was missing the healthy flush, her mouth wasn't curving into a genuine smile, but into a cruel grin as darkened blood splattered across her cheek. He could not help but hear her words, quiet and pleading, again and again. Bring me back, James. So Jem turned away, his face hardening as he names his blade, and jumped back into the fray.