Dreaming Wizard Novels & Stories

But I did it. From now on, that bastard was locked out of my dreams. Exhausted, I closed my eyes. Sleep started to pull me under. But somewhere between waking and dreaming, a brutal, overwhelming power slammed down. My ward shook violently. The silver net shrieked under the pressure. A second later, it tore apart. My perfect ward shattered into silver dust and faded into the dark. A towering figure shattered the dreamscape. He walked like a dark god. Heavy. Absolute. I wanted to back away, but I couldn't move a muscle.

Yoel and I turned in unison to find Jeremiah clutching a basket of eggs, staring at us with his mouth wide enough to hold one inside. We were doomed. The only thought running through my head was whether diving into the nearby live fish tank and playing dead would still give me enough time. Jeremiah's eyes darted between us and the mountain of chips in the cart. Then his expression shifted from shock to confusion to pure terror, as if he had uncovered some cosmic secret.

She realized then that Nikjin would believe anything that Zokman said because he had unwavering confidence in the man’s words. “Are you deliberately trying to put me in trouble here?” She asked Zokman. “Do you even truly have sorcery powers or are you just messing with your lord’s head?” She heard Nikjin’s sharp intake of breath and saw how Zokman’s eyes widened in surprise. “How dare you question my powers?” He asked angrily. “Do you need proof? I will show you one right now!” He dug a hand into a worn-out leather satchel in front of him to retrieve a fistful of what looked like fine sand, then he threw it into the fire. The substance produced a huge grey mist that became reflective like a

A smile crossed my face as sleep began to take over. In a half-dream state, I heard him whisper, "In just a year, I'll be an adult. I hope you can wait for me." I woke in the middle of the night to find he had kicked off his blanket. Gently, I covered him again. That night, I had a vivid dream. I dreamt I had won the lottery, and when I went to claim my prize, it was Jared. Though I thought the winnings would end my financial struggles, seeing Jared made me equally happy.

from The Wizard of OZ. And while the lyrics couldn’t be heard clearly, they played in my head as I hummed. ‘Ding-dong, the Witch is dead! Which old Witch? The shitty Witch! Ding-dong, the shitty Witch is dead! Wake up, you sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed! Wake up, the shitty Witch is dead! She’s gone where the goblins go below, below, below, yo ho! Let’s open up and sing and ring the bells out! Ding-dong! The merry-o sing it high, sing it low! Let them know the shitty Witch is dead!’

The light finally vanishes within a few minutes, and we behold the figure of someone dressed in a thick black cloak, with his or her face obstructed, probably intentionally so we wouldn't figure out who he or she is. "Oh fuck, you've got to be kidding me," Damon says beside me, and I turn to look at him with wonder, wondering what the hell is going on. "Who is that?" "That is a fucking wizard," he says, and my eyes go wide. "And he doesn't look like a minor. Looks like someone that will probably be above the beta rank." I gulp the moment he says that, with my lips trembling. So this wizard standing in front of us is actually a second command to whoever the leader of his coven might be?

his wife asked. 'Shit! I slipped up,' he thought. "You must've heard wrong." he nervously laughed. She frowned, "Husband, you're saying I'm hard of hearing now?" He quickly waved his hands anxiously, "Sorry, I didn't mean that." with a defeated look he continued, "Fine! You heard right. To achieve this rank, I had a backer, I made a pact with a wizard from Wyzeli-Syndi Landia." "The kingdom of evil wiz bloods?" she frowned.

Even if he liked me to the moon and back, he would have dealt with me. "Let's get to business." Albert said and waved at the guy to sit. He turned to me. "What was your nightmare about?" I sighed as I lowered my head, ashamed to look at any of them even though I knew that I had done nothing wrong. "It was the dark wizard. She kept appearing in my dreams and it was the same thing she was saying. She wants me to betray you all and would hurt me when I refuse. That was when I scream and wake up."

Liliana panics as I press against her growling protectively wanting her to calm down as neither of us understand my parents’ reaction. “Your hands, you didn’t shift tonight because you’re a healer you got your magic. You’re taking Raven’s pain,” our dad explains while running his fingers through her hair confusing us more as my mother shifts behind him. Our dad continues to talk to Liliana who looks quite afraid as I look to my mother. “Raven it’s ok,” I hear my mother’s voice in my mind as she comes towering over Liliana and I in the form of a large grey wolf. “Mom,” I whimper in my thoughts as she rubs her head against mine.

Moreover, it was going to be embarrassing fighting before the wizard as a ruler. He was a guest and should not have to see the ruler of the Lycan empire fighting with his brother like a child. The wizard merely resigned himself to whatever event that would follow and went back to occupy the seat he had left. "What about Xylia? Can't I see her?" The lycan prince asked the wizard. "She's still sleeping. She needs to get better." The wizard responded. The jar in his possession was trying to roll out of his satchel but he held it and put it back. It caught the lycan prince's eye. "What is that, Istra?"