Magic World Of Warcraft Novels & Stories

"MistWorld was formed long ago by the three powerful entities, who discovered this planet that was filled with raw magic and magical creatures that had been formed from the magic. The raw magic is the fog that covers MistWorld. These entities chose this world for their creations; the vampires, witches, and werewolves.

He told them. "What?!” they were shocked. There are that many worlds?! Their mouths fell open. This makes it seem like they have seen too little of the world. They thought that their world was already big, yet now they were told that there are many things bigger than their world! "Right." Blue muttered as he looked at the creatures roaming around. "This place is more magical than our place.” He said, pissed, as a vein popped in his forehead. "Blue..." they said and sighed.

“Fionna, dearest, what did you do to the other mages, and can you undo it?” I asked her as I took a peek out the window. Those Buzzards I’d seen flying in were landing all over the clearing outside, and even though there were plenty of wolves howling in the distance to let me know that my pack was summoning anyone and everyone who might be willing to come and help, we were in a world of trouble. I knew that a wolf’s abilities were limited against a mage, especially the ones as powerful as the mages landing outside. I didn’t get a good count, but it looked like there were at least twenty, maybe more. They were of all ages, shapes, sizes, etc. from young women to old men and everything in betw

In my haze of grief I realised my wolf was confused, everything looked different. The moon was bleeding, and the light in the sky had turned red. The world was crying. A huge blast erupted and far away we could see a huge blazing fire. Places were burning, people were burning. The moon was burning down the world, back to ashes. Just like I had wanted it to. I knew I was doing this, commanding the world to die like i was feeling inside I didn't know how he got so close that I didn't perceive him, even my wolf was weak to his stealth and control. He was right there before we realised he was.

"So it was always a school?" "No." Gogo’s dark eyes gleamed. "At first, it was a refuge. A secret. Then, as more of us were born into power, it became something greater." She set the spoon down with a deliberate clink. "But remember this, Sthandwa—no matter how polished the halls or how sweet the smiles, everyone there is still a predator in their own way." Rita’s fingers tightened around her cup. "Witches covet power. Werewolves hunger for dominance. Vampires? They crave control." Gogo reached across the table, pressing a beaded bracelet into Rita’s palm. "You will attract them. Your magic is a beacon. Choose your allies wisely."

“I want to be able to settle down in one place and not worry about hunters, or angels or demons. I want to be normal!” “That’s not going to happen, Serenity. From the moment you were born, you have been part of the bigger picture. Earth is just an experiment. A way of putting the rejects in one place and hoping they don’t kill each other off, before they ascend to something resembling intelligence and peace.” Noah’s voice was loud in the apartment, thickening as if there were more than one of him and a chill raced through Serenity at the sound. “You belong to the Horde. Since the moment your mother pushed you out in that dingy bathroom stall, and the only thing that will take you from us… is

" How could she possibly not heal? That's not normal. " " It happens . But it is a rare case. In a few cases, not only that the healing ability is no more, but that such people won't be able to transform into their wolf form. " " You mean they won't have control!" Vieira asked. " It is not about not having control. It takes will power to transform. The moment one loses that willpower, a lot of things become recessive. " Derek gnashed his teeth. He was a mean ruler known among all the lands. But to his people, he ruled justly. Who would have done this?

So far the date seemed to go well, he had managed to see more of this world, who was weirdly more developed than it thought thanks to what was known as magitek. Magitek was a form of using magic by imbuing the effects of a spell in a device. It wasn't anyone could do without years upon years of research. In this kingdom, the only one specializing in magitek were witches, making the Walpurgisnacht one of the richest organizations in the whole world, their only concurrent being the dwarves and the angels. Monopoly was truly a scary thing. "Well, let's continue our date." They decided to leave the central zone and walk toward the South zone.

Zion takes off running while growling, “Shut up.” I had no idea which direction we were going, or how we suddenly ran across a magic shield. I started hearing fighting and smelling the metallic smell of blood. I told Zion, “I think we found where the help is needed. I can tell this shield is specifically for dark magic, and I was wondering why. As we kept walking, I cringed, “Zion, walk quietly. We have to find out where the blood is coming from.” Zion agreed, “Stealth walk is engaged.” I rolled my eyes at him. I swear, I am twenty-two years old and my tiger acts like a freaking preteen. We walked slowly and found nearly on hundred dark warlocks running toward a house. I’m sort of new to thi

Literally, his teeth looked like he could devour anyone in next to no time. "Oh, I'm so scared" Morale said with a smile of his own, almost chuckling in the process. "You think a set of contact lenses are gonna fool me. I'm a PhD holder in medicine boy. With a second degree in psychology. I've dedicated almost twenty years of my life to the art of experimenting and perfecting the drugs that give me powers that only gods could possess. This, my friend…” he used his tongue to caress his teeth, “…is just one of them. And you think it's going to change because you flickered a red iris at–"