Dreaming Wizard Novels & Stories

I woke in wonder. Who was this Zelimir? What did he mean by brother of light? What were they planning when Laylan looked through the window? And what was Ketheras? I asked myself question after question. I laid in bed pondering everything that I had seen in my dream. The man, Zelimir, who led her to the cabin. The red-headed woman, Grezelda, who spoke of faye and spells. Of Ketheras, whoever that is. It was dark magick that she spoke of, but is there really magick?

I asked. "So the rumor goes. This guy told a bunch of our customers that this man, Thinker, had died and come back to life to save the world. When Thinker was first reborn he had neither money nor food, so this man took him in and fed him. In return for his kindness, Thinker cured his sister of a mental illness. From then on, people wanted to meet this man so he could fix all sorts of issues for them. At first, people would come back and talk about how they'd actually seen the man. Then, after a few weeks, Thinker wouldn't see anybody. From then on, the only people that ever claimed to witness him said that he'd come to them in their sleep."

“Second, I don’t know you. Third, I don’t know this place except that this is from my dream – “ he said. The fairy’s forehead knotted when he said ‘dream’. Hail secretly sighed. “And fourth – “ he continued, then looked the fairy in the eyes. “ – this is just my dream. So, anything in this dream got nothing to do with me, since the moment I woke up from this – “ he said and his eyes narrowed. “ – I won’t remember anything.” He told him. The fairy’s eyes widened in shock. Yes. That’s it. Hail thought. Once I wake up in this dream, I won’t remember anything. He heaved a sigh. He then slept after, hoping to wake up from this fantasy-like world.

Emen, answered Mother's question. We all turned to see Mr. Emen who was walking towards us. “Master Emen, what do you mean?” asked my father confused. “Will, is a descendant of wizards who has powers that he can use to make his magic stronger and work properly as he wishes. Including the magic he just performed. He managed to make all of us, these tens of thousands of people speechless and just hear him speak.” Mr. Emen said while glancing at Will. We were surprised to hear that. Then they exchanged glances and were surprised.

The figure of the succubus shimmered and was gone. The wizard watched the scrying pool for another minute before ending the spell that wrought it. It was a long-range plan but one that he was sure would pay well at fruition. ****** Nicolo stumbled away from the heat of the bonfire and the loud noise of the crowd's merriment; people talking and laughing as musicians played. It was the annual festival of the founding of Rinaldi and he had enjoyed the ale that had flowed into his cup all day, every time he turned around. Now, he stumbled into the woods to relieve his aching bladder.

When I picked up Dennis's charm bracelet, I noticed something unusual about the charms. Under the dim light, I examined them closely and finally saw that each charm was inscribed with a word: Camille. In that moment, I gave up on Dennis entirely. … The next morning, I said to Dennis, "Let's go to the Willow family residence together." His expression froze for a brief second before he regained his composure. "All right," he said calmly, "but let's return right after we've delivered the gift."

I could not comprehend what I heard after I passed out again. I woke up after an hour of passing out because of the magic locked up inside me. I was reintroduced to Icarus Vladimir, known as the Great Sage. Someone who can foresee the past, present, and future. He is someone who I've wanted to meet. Someone can tell me about my grandmother, Sera, and their relationship. Just looking at the man, he looks no older than thirty. He has a face of a young man but has white hair and a beard making him look similar to Albus Dumbledore or Gandalf.

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

For beneath the surface of these ethereal visions lies the potential for revelation, transformation, and a destiny that intertwines their path with the unfolding fate of the Enchanted Realm. As the days unfold, the new character's thirst for answers grows insatiable. They delve into ancient tomes and consult wise seers, driven by an unwavering determination to uncover the meaning hidden within their dream. The whispers of an enchanted realm and the echoes of a hero's legacy start to weave together, igniting a spark of recognition that resonates deep within their very being.

Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.