First Wizarding War Novels & Stories

I asked again, breaking the silence, my voice barely above a whisper. I needed to know. Needed to understand what was happening. He’d mentioned something about a war, but I hadn’t asked for details last night. I was too caught up in…everything else. He paused, the washcloth hovering over my skin for a moment before he continued. “After you left, the witches made their move,” he said, his tone flat. “There’s talk of war. A real one this time. They’re not playing games anymore.” I frowned, my heart pounding a little harder. Witches? War? It didn’t make sense. “But…I don’t know anything about being a witch,” I admitted, my voice trembling slightly. “I don’t—"

Alpha Phillip said calmly as he left the room leaving Penelope on the floor with tears streaming down her face thinking about how unfortunate her life was and all because she was born an omega. The birth of an omega was highly unusual and frowned upon. It was believed they were of little to no value to the community and therefore irrelevant. It had been over a hundred years since an omega had been born into the kingdom of Enchantia and at this, they were believed to be a myth however this was about to change.

Another way to appeal to non-magic users to sell and make money. It took a lot longer than I would like to admit, but I can now proudly say that I can tell the difference between most common potions. Knowing that it is a skill that witches need to have in order to progress in their learning, I made sure to take whatever notes I could on each potion I made. A grueling process that has helped me better in another important skill. I’m also able to create the most common potions.

I didn’t have time for this, the only thing that was on my mind was Rebekka, everything else was white noise as far as I could see. I weaved the attack of the first two warlocks and barreled into the next two, sending them flying. Three more warlocks remained. My eyes remained on the witches in the back, they were muttering something. A spell? Claude, Tony and Willams dealt with the four warlocks that I had already passed. The remaining three came charging at me at once. Two swung their swords and the last one fired a silver-tipped arrow. I side stepped the arrow, as it passed me, I caught it by the tail, spun around and sent it flying back to the archer.

"I apologize, I had heard the rumor of your life in the human world, but I was not aware you knew so little of your own. No marrying a stranger was not what I had hoped for myself, but it became inevitable after the wars between the creatures of this world. This marriage will ensure the safety of my people as well as yours. This is the first time our kind have been allowed to mix so this wedding means much more than a simple a allowance. It will pave the way for a new history to be written with us as the victor. "I keep hearing about these wars, but no one has told me why or who they went to war with." His hands clench and his jaw tenses as he stares blankly at the pond. "The wolves" the gra

His beautiful smile that never failed to fill my head with fooling thoughts of happily ever after. I stepped outside of the house, Earl spotted me and jogged up to me. ‘’My king, good morning.’’ He greeted me with a brief bow. I nodded my head in acknowledement, walking with him. "Did it work?" He aske, earning a shrug from me. ''How on earth am I supposed to know? I'm not the wizard.'' I answered, my face scrunched up in annoyance. ''I'm a warlock.'' He corrected me with his eyebrow cocked. ''And I don't care.'' I said with a shrug. I really did not give a fuck that Earl was a wizard or warlock.

he asked, I glanced at Gabriel and dad, I took a deep breath before turning to Vroxious, “No… I will not,” I said with my head high. He clenched his jaw and glared at me, “Fine…” he gritted his teeth and turned to the hunters, “Kill them all and bring her to me,” he ordered. Hunters began walking towards us, dad raised his sword and signalled the Wizards, “Let the war begin,” Wizards lunged onto the hunters and everyone began fighting. I threw the fire balls at the hunters in front of me and fried them up. I made a sword out of my fire and let the flames hit them and sliced them into two pieces.

And as far as he was concerned, no other wizard existed, but just him and him alone. THE JOURNEY SO FAR All kings of the earth came together, and sent messages of war to the queen, and now waited for the reply, waited for the reply that won't only start a war, but also burn the world. She took her time this time to know who was with her and who was not, she paraded all her armies, and they doubled the oppositions two to one, and among them were mysterious fighters that were once sworn enemies to her. She set out to battle with all men, according to her wizard, she was going to win even the sea, the brothers, that fight like beasts, the warlock one who fight like Demons, Aro, the warlock appr

Klaus nodded and then stood up, heading for the bathroom, and I saw the chain extend as he walked away. I left the room and met Anderson outside. "They're on their way back, but it'll be a few hours before they get here," Anderson warned me. "James and the battalion stayed behind, the Wizards have informed us that they're going to stay out of this war, while there's been a lot of movement on the part of the Werewolves." I took a deep breath, having the Wizards as an ally would be great, precisely because I know that they can identify necromantic spells much more easily.

Harlequin spoke and a black halo appeared in his head, hovering above was a glowing white cross. And spreading in the ground, all toward the Grand Arch Wizard was an alternating black and white tile, the chess board of the hero. And immediately his pieces assembled launching their first move to the enemy. “White moves first,” Harlequin proclaimed.