Night Wizard Novels & Stories

I blinked as a ray of sunlight came through the window. My eyes not yet fully open, my right hand reached for the gadget on the nightstand, fingering it lightly to see the time. When the flat black object was successfully grasped in my hand, I saw that it was exactly 6:15 am. It was still too early for me to get up. I usually set my alarm for 7 am, then head out to help prepare Gavin's family breakfast.

Harry pause and tried to face Dimitri. “Who the fuck are you?” Harry stumbled walking towards Dimitri. It was 11:00 AM and he was clearly wasted. The security team rushed by and was about to lung at Harry but Dimitri raised his hand gesturing them to halt whenever they were. “First of all, who the fuck are you?” Dimitri spoke coldly and growled lowly saying the last word. Gasps echoed through the now silenced room. Dimitri never cursed. Everyone realized that Harry had managed to piss him off really bad.

Roman adds, both him and the others pacing behind me. Before passing the limit of the main entrance of the wooden construction, I heard the redhead ask her boyfriend assuming that he is really fine. Roman reacts to not stressing over a precious and delicate tinkle and I feel like this feels famiAmyr. I stop to dry when I enter the lodge, my eyes quickly see three things: the priAngela, the rowan boundary has been broken; the second, the sliding entrance is fully open last, the ghost rider we now discover lies sprawled on the ground, his cap resting alone in one corner.

She giggled at the end. “I got into your head so I could fully see your dreams and explain them better to you. You have been having these awful nightmares because you are yet to accept who you are. You have chosen to hurt yourself believing that your father's death was caused by you. That is NOT true. You are blessed with a gift directly given to you by the Moon goddess. It is a gift that will enable you to control the forces of nature, a blessing so volatile that it could be a deadly curse. Take the scepter, it is yours!!”. The last words rang repeatedly in my head, echoing till I blacked out.

His muscles flexed under his tight shirt and his jaw tightened. "Do you really believe that the only reason I keep you here is because of your parents? I am Damion Night I don't do anything for anyone unless it benefits me and my family. Think about that the next time you want to kill one of my guards and try and run away." With that he turned his back on me and stalked out of the basement.

“No, but I will do you one better. Wait until after dark and I will introduce you to her. I can evoke the spell node at midnight and talk to her.” “I thought you said it doesn’t get dark here.” She said. “It doesn’t, but I can shield the light during the night hours, otherwise, sleeping here would be problematic.” “Why after dark?” She asked. “It’s a night witch spell node. It only works between midnight and six am.” “Black magic!” Loril shrank back. “Black, white, it’s all just magic to me.” He said. “Nothing to be worried about as long as I’m around.”

Another figure stood in the hallway, dark and silently as she crept towards the door. My heart was so loud I was surprised she couldn't hear it. Shadows stretched between us, concealing the persons face and body of details. No one else has sneaked out a in the mid of the night before except Ember. Debating for a second I step back into the kitchen, my feet silent of the cold floor. I wait til I hear feel the cold air drifting into the kitchen and the soft sound of a door closing before glancing into the hallway again.

Rhychard sat astride his Suzuki and stared up at Renny Saunders townhouse. The chilly, quiet night entirely swallowed the Friday sun. The sky was clear, the stars pin-pricking the night canopy. It was the first night of the Dark Moon. Tomorrow that moon would hold power, power Vargas would harness and use to open a Gateway to the Nether.

"Without him, we would have been lost. We would have lost you and the pack would have been in mess by now. All thanks to him." The king turned his gaze towards the figure standing at the edge of the room, his gratitude palpable in the air. The wizard possessed an air of mystique that both captivated and intrigued those who encountered him. "You have my eternal gratitude, Mr. Wizard," the king declared, his tone filled with profound sincerity. "Tell me, powerful wizard, what is your true name?" A faint smile curved Nalindra's lips, a glimmer of mystery dancing in his eyes. "I am known as Nalindra," he replied, his voice carrying an air of ancient wisdom. "And it is my sacred duty to protect a

I pleaded one more time when their face told me that killing me is their final decision. “Leave the girl to us,” the Chancellor spoke to the dwarf-like creature. “We won’t kill her. Not yet.” Our eyes met briefly.“We’re going to go to the Moon Goddess and let her decide what to do with her.” *** I woke up in the middle of the night, all sweaty despite the chilly weather. A man was staring candidly at me. “Hey…” I murmured, trying to cover the goosebumps on my body with the comforter. Zarion was watching me all along. He did not sleep. He just pretends to when it’s night, but I know when the clock ticks at eight in the evening, he’s out in the woods.