Badass Wizard Novels & Stories

Usually, she was boisterous, loudly jabbering on about our roles as witches. Being a witch herself, Sungul was always proud of the status we hold in the world. People would look upon us as if we were gods. Magic was a mystery that most couldn’t understand. It was chaotic, unknowing and seemingly unyielding, and yet to them we were able to control it with a slew of words or a twirl of a wand. To them, being able to wield magic as “flawlessly” as we can was a sign that we were blessed by the gods.

How can an organization with the existence of the true god be banned? However, the completion of the Wizards' Tower in Port Dominaria has forced these forces of darkness to curtail their activities. Their main business of selling information is unaffected, but they can no longer steal or assassinate. For the former, it depends on whether they are lucky enough to be scanned by the Wizards' Tower; for the latter, the death of a person immediately sets off an alarm in the Wizards' Tower, so they will never get away with it. For them, it is like looking at a big piece of cake, but not daring to eat it.

the Wizard of Owl said coldly and summoned a storm of lightning and conjured a powerful force of magical energy. Pascal's eyes changed colour and his fangs emerged He faced the wizard of Owl and declared "release her now!"

"It does, it boils within me, like the very fires or Neëblüm, and worse, after everything I have done to prevent this from happening... Why does it seem as though my powers are weakened?" "You may be a Scarred Witch but you are created with a fault no less, just like the humans, who can not truly attain their true potential, blinded to only see beyond what the Third Heavens allows, you are no different from them. The Goddess has given you so much but even that much should have also been taken from you because with Great Magic comes Darker Evil..." The wizard sighed sadly as he took off his hood. His beard, long and wiry with age, made him appear more like a grizzled grandfather instead of an

“I stand before you as a man with many regrets, but my regrets will not get us out of the situation we are in. We need to band together and move as one to eradicate this threat to our kingdom, for the man we thought to be just Carlton Kensington, has turned out to be a powerful dark wizard by the name of Eligor.” This time only a small section of people gasped, and that’s when King Brennus stepped up. “My name is Brennus, and I am King of Advalur, a land of some of the most powerful witches and wizards across the dimensions. Many years ago, one of our own betrayed our crown, and in doing so, got himself and his entire family banished from our lands. What we didn’t know was that he would simp

I knew him well. And he knows me. He’ll know it’s true. But after I’d confided everything, clutching my arms across my chest and rubbing my biceps to work some heat back into them, Adrian launched to his feet. “This is blasphemy! Everyone knows the magistrate is an upstanding citizen! What you’re saying is utter falsehood. Stuff that could get someone killed!” He scoffed. Beginning to pace. “A warlock. They don’t exist!” Adrian tossed his hands in agitation. “Everyone knows they’re a myth conjured by witches in vengeance! Only women can foster the dark arts!”

No one would be paying much mind to a rotting old house in the south-side of the city. The stench of rot burned my nose as I trudged my way down to the basement, the floorboards whining with every step I took. Before my candle even lit my path, I could hear his deep, aching groans. “Gods, what took you so long?” he moaned. “I’ve been stabbed. I need medical attention!” “Stabbed?” I asked, more curious than outraged. “By who?” “The girl,” said the wizard. “Send me out of Orheroad. I used magic to stop the bleeding, but you must send me out of this place. I’m needed back at the Divine Spirit as quickly as possible.

it can never happen" Conner said as he tried to wake Zackarya up. "Hey f**ker get up." He had tears in his eyes as Zackarya wasn't breathing at all. Conner's hands were shivering as Kaz crawled over to him too to wake him up but he was gone."We can give you time to mourn for him. I am very generous." Bennet said looking at them with a contended heart."He still needs another stroke to die properly. He is one of the strongest alphas of this era." The red eyes wizard raised his hand but they all stood up like a shield in front of Zackarya. He was their beloved King and even Kaz who couldn't even stand properly turned into his world to deal with them."You...hurt my Zackarya" Amairah looked at t

“I wonder who he is?” “I haven’t any idea.” “One of those roguish wizards from up north, Marg or Dakaar?” Termâs looked again. “No, I really don’t think so. He’s even eviler than those two and so powerful. I would almost guess that he is more than just a wizard…more like a sorcerer.” “That poses a bigger problem.” “I know.” “I can be of some help. Velsusi trained me in many arts, but I have never needed to use them.”

All the pack members paid close attention to what the Wizard was saying and even Alpha Trent had to listen attentively like a student learning from his teacher. “Now I want you all to shift to see the size of your wolves and apparently, I would say you all have gigantic wolves and it’s a fair advantage. However, I would be making a potion for you all to drink. Once you drink this potion, your wolves would not just be big, but would be hard to kill for they would be super strong, have enough speed and many more.” the wizard stated