Novel & Cerita Night Wizerd

Done hiding. The White Wolf has risen.

It was a peaceful night for all and I know that it is a shifting night- which means many werewolves will be roaming around. I left the Palace with a hoodie on, it was not just a hoodie. One of my wizard friend casted magic on it...it's basically my source of protection. It is a black knitted hoodie that once I put on, made me invisible...like any other magic, it is for limited time only and my Hoodie has a 24 hours magic capacity. It was night. "Good night King Uncle." He went and kiss me in mu forehead. "Goodnight baby. Don't stay up too late, we will going to see your cousin's engagement tomorrow."

More tragedy awaits her from that moment, since those who were after her couldn't harm her in anyway, because of an unknown. Natalie knew who were after her and needed to keep watch over them. It happens that she found a new company who haunter paranormals and they were the W-nightmares, they helped in protecting her from the moon chasers; her previous working company. Well to be accepted here, she needed to crack a deal that could possibly ruin her image in the society but she was ready for an outcome as long as it puts her on track as a hunter. The leader of this group was Zak, he was a werewolf too but against he folks, however no one had an idea about him.

AZEL WHITMORE I sit in the back of the transport-van, the rhythmic hum of the engine doing nothing to settle the wolf pacing under my skin. My MoonNet feed is a blur of blue light, the screen reflecting in my pupils as I stare at my own post. The audio file I leaked—the one of Ezekiel Thornhart, the Warlord of the northern packs, literally telling me to swallow my pride and bow to a foster-brat just to save her from public ridicule—is playing on a loop across the entire territory.

I said to her softly, then she put her head back down on my shoulder. Mysterious Woman “You know for the one assigned to end me you sure are a heavy sleeper,” The Wizard whispered to the quiet space of my room. “I woke up the second you put a foot on the top step,” I sleepily replied to him. I didn’t fall asleep because there were too many people in the house. “Oh, you have sensors,” he asked me. “No. I just know when someone is creeping up on me,” I replied sleepily and turned towards him. “Are you here for your payment,” I asked him as I slid the covers off my body. I heard his breath catch as he caught sight of what I was sleeping in. I was unsure what his real intentions were, but I knew

William scooped the shaking, agitated Bianca up and strode out of the hall without saying another word. Jason followed closely, and he didn't even look at me. The event came to an end. It was already the dead of the night by the time I got home. My body was exhausted, and I leaned my hand on the fingerprint lock lazily. However, all I got was a notification that told me it was the wrong fingerprint. William had the only spare key. I had no choice but to call him. "The lock's broken. I can't get in."

Zach said. “Lets’ go,” Mr. Morgenstern said, practically shoving us outside. I couldn’t help but think there was something wrong with the house. Hannah seemed mildly uncomfortable, Zach curious while Emmett was busy scrolling through his twitter feed. The strange boy was still standing where we had left him. “Who is that?” I asked. “Bradley Lightwood, local teenager.” Mr. Morgenstern said. “I will see you all tomorrow.” We piled into the car while Hannah and he had a chat.

"I am Charl Richter" were the words of the Wight King after having crushed the head of the Necromancer. "It's a pleasure, I'm Zark Ar Zathot ..." Zark himself started, then he continued with his companions "They are Keil, Nyos and Ingrid" The Wight King introduced as Charl nodded, then walked over to Ingrid; once he was close enough to her, Charl fell on one of her knees, under her head and pronounced "Thank you, you have freed me and for that I am grateful"

And eventually he became the closest thing to a father I’ve ever known. Teverius claimed to be part of a pack of shapeshifters called the Forever Knights. He claims to be magic. But Zierno had always believed that was just one of Teverius mind games to teach him. I didn’t think he really meant it. But now Zierno had to wonder. After seeing her, can I really deny it? She began to stir. Blinking her eyes slowly. It’d been several hours and the sun was getting high enough in the sky, Zierno could tell it was nearly noon.