Badass Wizard Novels & Stories

Yodah, who was twisting the arms of a shrieking witch, paused, his bewildered eyes finding Emma and glaring at her. Emma shrugged. Aiden and Julius, who had been razing down fire on a clutter of wizards, stopped and turned aside to glare at Emma, anger rolling all over them. What the hell was wrong with the girl? They thought, aware that Casper was no small wizard like the others they had been fighting with. Had the issue of prophecy or her little power inflated her ego? Casper on his own smirked. He had been praying for an opportunity to take away the human, and the girl had presented to him on a platter of gold.

“And your friend… he’s no longer just Carter Fisher.” A cold chill slithered down my spine. I swallowed hard, but my voice came out as barely a whisper. “Then what is he?” The Wizard met my gaze—steady, unblinking. "The beginning of the Wicked.” “He wouldn’t give in to that,” I bit out, the words laced with disbelief. “Carter’s stronger than that—he wouldn’t let something like this take him.” The Wizard exhaled a slow, weary sigh, his pipe smoke curling in the dim light. “Child…” His tone had changed—softer, almost pitying. “He hasn’t told you anything, has he?”

From the cracks between the floorboards, thick, black tendrils began to slither out, writhing like living shadows. “Gavin!” Jerry shouted, backing away from the creeping darkness, his voice full of panic. I reacted instinctively, pulling him behind me as I faced the witch head-on. “This is what you call power? Parlor tricks?” I taunted, though my heart was hammering in my chest. “You mock what you don’t understand,” she spat, her voice venomous. “I am older than the forests that surround you, stronger than the winds that howl outside. You are but a child, playing at being Alpha.”

' The last part was whispered but perceptible none the less. 'Ha ha ha!, your guards and the patrol men don't even detect the wizard when he crosses the borders. Do you remember the first time he made an appearance? There was a freaking trained werewolf at the door, the door Ryker. But he still got in! ' I threw my hands in the air as the last two words dissipated in waves into the space. 'Tamara why won't you calm down. ' He urged, making a step towards where I stood. 'No! ' I stretched my palm in the air to stop him from making another move towards me. 'Your role as my mate will not stop the wizard from fulfilling his heart desires. It will take more than a weak alpha to stop a powerful wi

(Anita) A Wizard is a respected profession in Fantasma, everyone all over the world respected wizards to their core, and by the common knowledge that everyone in central continent knows, is that only those with noble blood can easily become a wizard, and for any of the wizard that is come from the commoners ranks. They had to be born with unparallel talent to become a competent and recognized wizard. In short only the elites can become a Wizard, for a commoners and a farmer girl, like Anita and Jana, that is basically a pipe dream.

Luckily, Red was made of tough stuff. “We are One.” He heard himself say, and he wasn’t even sure where the words were coming from. From a deep ancient place of power; of very old and very wild Magick. “We are unified. This Pack is now remade. “We are now the Balsam Pack. Rise, and do my bidding, curs!”

Even if Xavier was not favored by the werewolf king, he was also recognized as the Alpha prince and seen to be very powerful, thanks to his aura which easily gave him away. I turned to look at him with a smile in hopes that it would make him calm down. "You are already in the 100 warriors and even as a prince that you are, I can't even refuse you to enter. Also, entering the Tower of the Moon will be a good opportunity for you to improve your power." I smiled widely this time and he returned it with a brief smile, which showed that he was still pissed.

Isadora's POV The witch's revelation sent a chill down my spine. "The White Wizard is my master; he taught me everything I know." Lisa questioned, "So what if the White Wizard is your master? Is that a bad thing?" I retorted immediately, "It's not just bad; it's horrible. The wizard already knows about the source of Leonidas's madness and is compiling a list of everyone he's offended. It won't be long before they figure it out."

Sweet Bastard::: Clearing his throat, he gestured for Serena, " Let me walk you over to your office" Serena smiled at him, nodding her head as they both walked out. His office was next to hers, they both entered and Serena was awe at how beautiful and we'll organized it was. "Do you like it?" Mitch asked, seeing the look of surprise on her face. "Yes, this is beautiful" Serena replied, her hands slowly slid across the obviously expensive leather table, a computer was already connected next to some files on the table, the files and books on the shelf were neatly arranged and some flower vase positioned in the right places.

Counting the knights and taking stock of everything that would prove an obstacle. But he was plagued by the inability to find the particular spell in the book. Anything that could bind BailaLae in the form she was currently in. He needed to figure out what she was under before he could free her. Then pray there was one amidst them strong enough to cast it. Warlord knew how powerful he was, but his magic was not strongest in the area of spell casting. It was more earthen. Drawn from the air and sky and assuming control over these. To cite words and make a particular thing happen had been Hawk’s forte.