Fictional Wizards Novels & Stories

Balan twitched his lips, clearly holding back a laugh. Balan knew that case, a bullshit story. The kittenish snob witch named Anna Boleyn cast a spell on a male wizard (for fun mainly, apparently). Another sorceress who was in love with this guy noticed something unusual and hired Eden to solve the spell (because of cheap, which was so equally obvious).

“How so?” She got up and fetched a book before opening it to some pages in the middle. “Like I said before, I’ve seen some pretty interesting things in this long life of mine, and Eligor and his mate are high up there. Eligor is a dark wizard who went too far with his magic. He tried to create a new specie, but the spell failed and instead he turned himself into a botched version of what he was trying to create. It’s why their faces never stop moving. It’s creepy, and I guess it works to scare whoever they encounter, but it wasn’t intentional. When he met his mate, she was a different creature altogether, and he thought by performing the spell on her, which he’d tried to perfect over the yea

He was turning the page and kept reading the book, "Yeah..." Geralt added, "Okay... We are not normal...living...um...human beings?" she said while glancing at Geralt, "Yeah, I figured that out," I replied while looking at these three, It was obvious, looking at their clothes and this place they don't look like normal human beings not to mention they just pulled me through a fucking portal. Yep, a normal human being wouldn't do that. "Good, we’re high ranked wizards... you're in Wizards realm," She replied, as soon as that word left her mouth my eyes widened in pure disbelief.

However, the wizards were always one step ahead, using their magic to keep the group safe. One night, as they were resting by the campfire, one of the wizards revealed to Jerry that they were actually part of a secret organization dedicated to protecting the world from evil magic. This organization had been watching Jerry and his family for some time, and they believed that they were key to stopping a powerful sorcerer who was planning to unleash a devastating spell upon the world. Jerry was shocked by this revelation. He had no idea that he and his family were so important. However, he knew that he couldn't let the sorcerer succeed. Together with the wizards, Jerry began to train in magic a

Welkin asked calmly after he came out of the house, still holding his cane and hat. Everyone immediately looked at him and bowed at the same time. Except for Ataraxis who kept screaming. "Yahh! You old wizard! You probably hid rum in this place!" Ataraxis shouted at Welkin but Yūgen and Azure pulled him away. "Axis-There's no rum here in Ataraxia. Because Wine is what the Muggles are proud of while Rum and Beers are what the Dwarves are proud of." Laughing Fika said as Azure and Yūgen followed them now pulling Ataraxis away.

“I know you can but the way I hear it the wizard who hunts you is a ruthless scoundrel. The rumor is that he was married to a Diabolist and she was taken by another wizard with impure intentions. By the time he caught up with them the wizard had killed his wife and their unborn child.” Oren took out his pipe. Isiah put his hand on his sidearm until Oren showed him he was retrieving a simple tobacco pipe from his pocket. He put the pipe to his mouth and struck a match, lighting the tobacco left in the bowl, “I have heard this story too only the man wasn’t a wizard. He was some kind of brilliant scientist from back east. His wife was indeed a Diabolist, unbeknownst to him, and there was a wiza

He used teleportation while the fairy is defending herself, he then cast the fire behind him and that's how the fairy got wounded. In order to strike at her, you must attack side to side. The warlock is a genius, but both of them is a dirty player. They have tricks. They are the Liar, Traitor, and Gross caster. All are fighting, including the leader of every race. The ground is shaking, the clouds were moving, and the forest was collapsing. What more will be affected? What made them become like this? A man was laughing in the concealing shadow with a wine of his glass. He was flattering while looking at them. “So fascinating,” he expressed to himself.

High in the mountains of Romania, the Necromancer’s foul mood was evident as he sat at his magical table with the black wizard Viktor and the two remaining novitiates, Jordan and Rafael. Five empty wooden chairs pushed tight against the huge round table bespoke of the losses he had recently suffered.

My little witch remained standing, sparing me no glance as I sat down. 'Evil wizards do exist my son, they have long subsisted in our world. ' My father began after I settled down and only then did Tamara sit down. 'They have remained latent for longer than people care to remember. My father Zaid used to tell me stories about them all the time. They walked on the face of the earth with nothing but the glint of dark, malevolent eyes.' He paused, fixing his eyes on mine before he continued.

There was something mysterious and alluring about it that made her want to know more. “Well, let's say I just twerked things a little bit, but I'm telling you, there is still much more to be learned from this book, more spells and even stories. Long, lost stories and legends that its true contents have been altered and changed over the years, which are now told incorrectly,” Mathias said, opening up the pages of the book. “This is crazy, really. So my friend is a wizard?...a fucking warlock!!” Clara said, full of excitement and amazement.