First Wizarding War Novels & Stories

Not that she could see or feel it as she laid there with her eyes closed. Suddenly she shifts slightly. The warlock is entirely focused on Jack and is getting angrier with his interruptions. You can see Jack is the first on the warlock’s list to die when this shield comes down. As she moves to sit up raising her hands, the warlock sees her move and in a rage roars as he unleashes what looks like his worst.

I chewed on that thought, my hand at my chin, both baffled and frustrated by Sylvia’s words. Did this mean werewolves and wizards had once been at war? If so, why was there no official record? And if werewolves were magical beings like wizards, why had magic been banned in Hescor?

The figure was flying towards them at a rapid pace. "W-What is that?" “Is that a person?” Second Warlord's pupils continued to dilate. What was he seeing? Was it a dragon? Or was it a human? “Prepare to fight!" First Warlord bellowed as he recollected himself. The Eight Warlords quickly spread out. Frederick, who had already transformed into a dragon, landed in the center. "Who are you?" First Warlord asked through clenched jaws, trying to suppress his fear.

Rowan sits across from me, legs crossed, silver mug steaming. Rowan: “The First Wizard is expecting surrender. The crown is whole. The treaty says it gets sealed away, heir or no heir.” I lean back, twin tails draped over the armrest, pink Vans kicking idly. Celeste (quiet, dangerous): “I’m not even 17 yet. I’m not laying down on some table and letting them cut my heart out to lock it away in a box. If the First Wizard thinks that’s why I’m coming, he’s gonna have a rude awakening.”

He parts from yet another rough kiss, the nasty, annoying smirk appearing on his lips. "Jealous much?" "Fuck you..." Suddenly, the howling crowd went silent. There was an incredible shift in the air, I couldn't pin point the feeling but it hit at the back of my neck. A response to threat, is such a reaction. Turning around, I see the wizard, looking old yet with jet black hair and tight skin, wearing sunglasses in the dimness of his own house, was him. Charles Glen, the Wizard.

Years ago, a war broke out and our pack exiled them from our properties due to the trails of death they had left. We've been protecting ourselves from attacks for years, we thought we were safe, and apparently we weren't because they were retaliating. I was already getting close to the clearing, but before I could actually see anyone, I felt a hand grab me, covering my mouth, and its black nails and pale hands betrayed me as a wizard.

He took an unwavering step forward. “I’m not like them,” he whispered to ‘the heart. “I want to end this war. I don’t want blood for greed or power.” A ripple of memory surged into him, ancient, vast, incomprehensible. He saw the first Vrykolakas about to be torn from their human lives by death and returned by the heart's design. He saw wolves caged like dogs during the First War in the time of the gods. He saw magic— true, terrifying magic burn kingdoms into sand, buried completely in the annals of history without a chance to leave their mark and never to be heard about or spoken of.

Her grip loosened and I fall back on the ground, coughing. I turned back and saw, Priam and Brad raising their wand towards her. Junnie was there standing with Brad's support. She hissed as she replied looking at them-" You think you can defeat me? You are just a bunch of stupid kids!!!". The war of spells started when I crawled to Jennifer and her friends making sure they are alive. I turned back and saw she was stronger than them. I closed my eyes and command the golden wand to appear before me, opening my eyes, it was in front of me, shining.

Date: 30th December, 1474 The Dark Lord stood at the periphery of the Magna kingdom. War against the king Aldrich Eversons began. Enemies being aggressive, burst into the kingdom. Soldiers of Magna tightened their grips on the weapons. Their eyes widened as they saw witches flying towards them on their broomsticks. Although they had encountered witches several times before, having a war against thousands of them at a time was challenging. It was the first time they had a war against magical creatures.

Jade Azura never thought that she’d be spending her birthday weekend roaming around the National Museum alone. The truth was, she had other things planned. Other exciting things like spending a whole day in front of the TV and indulging in all of her favorite shows. Yes. That was the epitome of an amazing weekend. But of course, a student’s life is always subject to uncertainty. Right after rejecting a friend’s invitation to go watch an upcoming band’s gig, her own plans were broken by their professor’s unwelcome announcement.