Magic Stories

In a magical land set upon by monsters of nightmares, Roan was found as an orphan with a powerful artifact that he doesn't know how he came upon already fused to his body. Raised as a Seeker, his mission- and his life- take a wild turn when a strange elf and her magical panther hiding secrets of their own cross his path. Unable to forget her and intent on possessing her, it sets the two on a quest to discover the truth of their shared origins and to save their world from a terrible threat.

A Seosamh O'Niall Tale
Reporter Seosamh O'Niall had seen it all and gotten really good at reporting on it. That was until he got a call one night from his sister's godfather, a cop working on a recent serial murder case. In a dark, rain-wet alley he found he only knew half of what "it all" entailed. When he saw the sheet covered lump that was his sister laying in the alley, he learned the rest of "it all." His soul demanding justice, his study with druids allowed him to seek it. But all power comes at a price.

A son with a succubus fetish gets his hands on a tome that actually works, leading to some unintended results with his mother.

It's a battle between good and absolute evil magic for control of an entire world. The only person who can save the good guys is a Hollywood wizard of special effects. Join him as he battles the evil wizards to save the beautiful princess and her people from the Devil, himself.

Sarah writes to Santa asking for a big-girl toy.

An old man walks through a odd city with his grandson sent to keep an eye on him by his mother. The mother, daughter of a bard, married into the family of an Oligarch. As such, she hates when stories of her father entertaining in pubs filter to her in-laws. Pzerra is there to prevent that. His grandfather takes him to his favorite pub for lunch. A strange man walks in, causing the patrons to eye him hostilely. After he leaves, the boy asks the old man why they hate him so. Thus the story begins!

Mom and son have a chance to redo their their awful Christmas, with the help of a special house.

A story in the Axeman Universe
Three days before my 16th birthday, I was rolling over in bed when my hand hit something. Hard. Hard enough to cut the skin and make a mess. Whatever it was, was gone before I opened my eyes, though, so I had no idea what it was.