Best Wizard Ever! Novels & Stories

She has a nasty-looking bruise on her forehead, but she won’t tell me where she got it from. Cheerleader Barbie overhears my comments and gives me a cool smile. “It means you lot need the most work.” My insides tighten at what clearly sounds like a threat. “Work?” I repeat, slowly. “You wanna explain what that means?” “There are five islands, each island for a specific number. The island you landed on is Level 1. The island you are going to is Level 0. Level 0 is for troublemakers who need to have a watchful eye on them.”

Wendy listened to Asher's introduction. She exclaimed, "Horses No. 3 and No. 8 seem to be the best contestants out there. "If nothing unexpected happens, the winner will be between them. If everyone bets on them, wouldn't you lose all your money?" Sebastian smiled and said, "Mr. Chadler always loses money whenever he invites people over to bet on horses." Victoria thought she heard wrong and looked at Asher in disbelief. "You suffer a loss every time?"

Kaizer immediately turned to him, bowing. “S-Sorry, Third Young Master. I must have mispronounced it. According to the list I have... his full name is really Kaizer Sandoval, not Salvador.” The heck? Maybe he’d let paranoia rule his mind. Matthew thinks that he might have drank too much coffee this morning “Why didn’t you correct me?” the captain asked lightly, tapping Kaizer’s shoulder that made Kaizer jolt in surprised. That didn't escape Matthew relentless gaze. Is he still hurt?

No matter how great he thought he was, there was no way he could possibly convince himself that he was better than Duncan as Duncan’s existence was like a sun that made all the other stars disappear with his powerful light. The man with triangular eyes was the best at sucking up. He could tell with one glance, what and how Wesley was feeling, so he quickly said, “Brother Duncan is strong, no doubt about that. After all, he has the support of the Pierpoints. The Big Elder of the Dual Sovereign Sect came from the same clan as him and if I were him, I would have done everything in my power to support him as well. Anyone, even those with the worst talent, would have quickly leveled up under thos

Finally, the man collapsed, falling forward, and moved no more. Another cheer arose from the circle around them. “Tancorix! Tancorix!” came the chant that washed over them all and surely floated out to any within earshot. Her smile broad and crimson as Taloric boomed his voice above the cheer, “So it done! Let all praise our eternal queen, Tancorix! Only she can guide our people!” She looked at Weaver, whose lips quivered a little, almost as if she was speaking. An eyebrow raised at the wizardess, Tancorix blinked.

Elias smiled and said: “Sorry guys, I went a bit fast!” The boy looked up at his master respectfully: "Yes, I keep up with you, prince." Lily glanced at the boy and said, “My son is not. You slow down for me.” "Okay, okay, I'll go slow and wait for you two." Elias was born with a magical power, so even if he walked slowly, it was equal to other people following him. Lily gasped: "I'm not going, you two go first, I'll be back later."

She chuckles thinking about the evening the three of them would sit on the balcony eating ice cream and cake. Beauden growls and Klondike is trying to surface. They don't like their mate being with Einar alone. Wisdom ignores him. “Damn, your ass is lucky as hell. Einar Blackhawk is the greatest warrior ever. I heard his ass know all kinds of fighting skills.” Deshal points at Wisdom “Lucky as hell." Idris stares at Beauden “Good for you. That’s what you needed to learn. Now Miss. Wisdom can protect herself. Wisdom Ledger is an ass-whooping machine. Yep, let some fool try her now.”

His weary and old eyes fluttered at him in both confusion and denial. “Whatever you mean, young man?” That old voice asked for the second time. “Young man… this old man is at least double your age. Show some respect to me, will ya?” And oh, Hashim enjoyed every moment he saw that wizard was having a stroke but still wanted to maintain his coolness. It was both hilarious and stupid. “My name is C.” “An alphabet name? So anticlimax.” Rolling his eyes. “I am the strongest wizard.” “Yeah.” Yawning.

Gasps and whispers rippled through the onlookers as they watched in shock. Elder Magnus stepped forward, his eyes wide with surprise. He extended his hand toward Constantine, who remained standing, her eyes glowing with an intensity I had never seen before. "We have a winner," he declared, his voice resonating with authority. The crowd erupted into cheers, celebrating the new Supreme Sorcerer. I lay on the ground, a profound sense of defeat washing over me. I had given my all, and yet, something inexplicable had occurred during the ritual. It was as if the very forces of magic had chosen Constantine over me.

Elysia, When they dragged me through the castle corridor, I expected shackles. Maybe a blade to my throat. At the very least, a magical seal to silence me. Like that wizard threw a flaming arrow towards me. But instead, they gave me to him. Bryan Archerys. The infamous Archerys. From the knowledge I could gather, Bryan Archerys was the Master of the Wizards in the borderline town. One of the strongest and perverted Man. I thought I would have to show my real identity to escape.