Dreaming Wizard Novels & Stories

I humour it. It's not like I have anything else better to do other than talking to my mirror. His smile widens, even more sinister than before. My instinct immediately screams danger; somehow, whatever is standing right in front of me was dangerous and pure evil and yet, a part of me felt called to it, to the power he exuded… The kind of sweet power I wanted for myself. “You may call me Wizard.” The name is instantly familiar. Silas and Lucas had mentioned something about there being a Wizard. A whole bunch of baloney, but maybe there’s some truth behind those words now.

“I made a promise, I am not like those noblemen you speak of.” “Which is exactly why I will grant you your wish.” “For what price?” “That is up to me to decide,” the wizard said. “After all, you are willing to pay any price?” Philip nodded. Windsor raised his brow. “Your majesty, if he asks for your kingdom.” “I am not interested in politics,” the wizard waved him off. “I will do anything for her,” Philip said. “Just bring her back to me.” The wizard laughed again. “Real love is fascinating.” He stood up and walked around the fire. “Who is she?”

The wizard was a bridge between worlds, a conduit of magic and wisdom who would guide them through the labyrinthine paths of enchantment in their quest to free Lucy from her enthrallment. As they beheld the wizard's awe-inspiring appearance, Darren and Maddie knew that their journey into the realms of magic had truly begun. With each passing moment, they could sense the weight of destiny settling upon their shoulders, as the enigmatic wizard prepared to lead them on a path that would test their resolve, challenge their beliefs, and ultimately unveil the secrets that lay hidden within the very fabric of their lives.

Even though she had failed to summon the vision she wanted, she was pretty sure this signaled improving control over her dreams. She thought back to the beginning of her dream. She had been standing in the parking lot, watching groups of shoppers head to the mall. Some of the men wore Ohio State sweatshirts, which meant this mall was probably located in Ohio. Something about that nagged at her. It took a moment, but then she had it. Ohio State was in Columbus! Dominic had called her from that city. This time, her smile was wider. Her vision had been closer to the one she had sought than she’d realized. It still wasn’t the one she wanted, but she couldn’t expect to succeed completely on her f

"I know Sabrina. When Luke touched me, something inside me woke up. Remember when we were in the mall? That pain I felt was so excruciating. Everytime I felt pain, I knew something inside me woke up." "So, does it mean that you also have a wizard spirit?" Azrael asked. I shook my head no. Their forehead creased in confusion. I smiled at them and uttered the word that made them flabbergasted. "I am the Wizard." Yes, there were five of us---I am the wizard, Xandra is the wolf, Val is the vampire, Willow is the witch and Damona is the demon. "But how come you don't have any wand? Wizard used their wand to release their magic but I never saw you using your wand." Sabrina said, confused.

All he lacked was a red suit and a few reindeer. “Santa is a myth,” the wizard chuckled. “As you can see, I’m quite real.” “I forgot you read minds too,” Tara said with mild irritation. She’d followed Maggie’s instructions on blocking her thoughts and was disappointed it wasn’t working. Joshua spoke the truth when he said the wizard was good at it. “That I do, my dear girl. You have the power to block me if it bothers you,” he said matter-of-factly before turning his attention to Joshua. “Who might you be, young man?”

“Then you must be the wizard.” The old man’s gaze swept over him, calculating, like a predator circling its prey. “I am… a man who sees what others cannot,” he said. “I live where few dare to tread, and I speak only to those willing to stand and face the truth.” Rian’s jaw tightened. “I didn’t come here to waste time. I need your help.” The wizard chuckled softly, a hint of amusement in his eyes. “Hmm…” He flicked Rian’s forehead lightly, as if reading the thoughts hidden beneath.

"Please, Adrian, please, I am telling you everything I know. Please stop. Please. I will answer all your questions. I promise. Just please stop." I paused with the blade against his skin and I looked at him. His face was pale and slick with sweat and tears and blood. His eyes were wild with pain and fear. His whole body was shaking. "Is the wizard real?" I asked. Damon nodded frantically, his head bobbing up and down, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Yes. Yes, he is real. He is real and he and Azrian are allies. They are working together."

*Prince Vincent* The following night, just about a few days when the summer break is about to start, Maleficus visited me in my dreams. The old man who stood by my side when I was younger. The one who acted like a father to me when my real father choose to prioritize the throne and the duties to the pack at the top of his priority list. Maleficus the wizard of the Langston Palace and the old man who has visions of the future, my father's great counselor and someone who deeply cares about me occurs in my dream that night.

, he said as he continued reading. Hmmm...Are you looking for something young lad, an old NPC in white wizard robes appeared as the duo looked at this stranger carefully. This guy looked a bit like..... System: Dumbledore? Author: What...NO....maybe, but he clearly did not look like an ordinary old NPC, call it his guts or amazing senses, but Max could tell that his sudden arrival could atleast help them get a clue. Mage Martin ??? Mage ???? ??? ??? ???? ??? Light Faction Looking at the stats, Max knew that the NPC was not an ordinary one.