First Wizarding War Novels & Stories

Zephyr called out to me, his voice firm yet filled with concern. "I'm focused!" I replied, casting a wild fire spell, creating a line of fire separating us from the three approaching wizards. The fire consumed them, leaving behind the acrid smell of burning flesh. Zacharias parried the magical sword attack, twisting his body, then slamming his opponent to the ground. "Don't let them lure you too far forward!" "I know!" I replied quickly, my eyes fixed on the gap in the smoke. Behind us, the sound of cannon fire shook the earth once more. Stones flew, bodies were hurled into the air. Screams and roars blended into one, like a chaotic orchestra that could only emerge from the hell of war.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

I still don’t have a lot of information on the Great War except that the shifter packs rallied against witches and that the witches fought back so I don’t really have an answer to that. "They stole a child from the Bewaarders,” Damon tells me. “They stole the Phoenix while it was still an infant. They stole it and they raised it. When the Great War began the Phoenix was just a child. However, what the order failed to realize was that after a certain point in its growth, the Phoenix begins to recall its past. They used the infant to destroy their enemies and get the upper hand. The only reason they never managed to win was because as the war reached its climax, the Phenix had grown considerab

She fucking asked AJ to stay with her, what is she going to get out of the war between the witches and the wizard? Doesn't she want peace? I sunk my teeth into the maid's neck and fed from her, even though it didn't satisfy my insatiable taste like a human would, I just kept feeding till I could feel her pulse weakened. Such a fucking waste of sperm. I pushed her away, making her have a strong impact on the wall before she fell to the ground. Without even thinking about the pain, she scrambled off the floor and fled away. I needed to tell that wizard I wouldn't go along with the plan again, now I got to know from my Intel that they would soon start preparing for their mating ceremony and I w

“I don’t want to know if I’m evil. I’ve gone my whole life without using magic. I don’t need to use it. But I do need to figure out what happened to Winter.” “Then, you’re going to have to get help from someone else.” Glinda snapped her fingers, and a business card appeared. It was black, with gold lettering on it. Mordred Orkney, Wizard. “Wizard?” Nora asked. “I thought male witches were called warlocks.” “They are,” said Glinda, “wizards aren’t warlocks. Wizards are humans that use magic like drugs. They inject it into their system. They’re not born with it. Enchantresses are the same thing.”

the wizard explained. "Now, we know that we are not going to deal with Lyra and Kaidon alone, we will also be dealing with a child which happens to be Lyra's son. We need all the available hands we can possibly get in this war that is yet to come. Now, the first thing I need you all to know is that they won't want to strike fully yet." He said and paused to look at everyone. "All they intend to do at this point is to send series of plague to different countries for the next few years to come before Lucifer hits a reasonable age to fight" the wizard was interrupted by Jane.

“He’s throwing everything at us.” “Yeah,” I say faintly. “I noticed.” The first spell flies. It slams into the courtyard like a cannon, blowing stone apart and tossing bodies through the air. Wolves surge forward with snarls that shake my bones. Vampires blur into motion, colliding with guards in flashes of red and black. The war explodes. Magic crashes into magic. Claws meet steel. The ground becomes noise and chaos and screaming. I barely have time to think before a bolt of dark energy shoots straight at my head.

I asked, curiosity piqued. The witch doctor locked eyes with me, the weight of his words lingering in the air. “War.” In an instant, the room erupted into chaos. Questions fired from every corner like arrows: “How many wizards are involved?” “What exactly do they want?” “Where have they been hiding?” “Why attack now?” The clamor grew into a cacophony until my father, King Aldric, brought it to a halt with a sharp slap of his hand on the table. Silence enveloped the chamber, heavy and tense. My father’s expression was grave.

So eliminating them would break that natural order. Unfortunately, that was a mistake only the two Wizards knew. The Alpha Vamps were the ones who struck the first hammer and declared war, and they were the ones who broke the order first. "Scar? You there?" Shawn called out, his tail wagging out in anxiety. "Give me red light or a green light!"

With it, he could unlock the secrets of immortality, push the boundaries of life and cheat death, and ultimately bend the world to his will without being tainted by werewolf blood or a vampire's curse of getting burned by the sun. He turned to his trusted wizard, Jacques, who stood silently by the door. Jacques was a tall, imposing figure, with a sharp, calculating mind and a fierce loyalty to the Headmaster’s cause. There was no room for doubt in his eyes as he looked at his leader, waiting for his orders.