Niv Mizzet Visionary Novels & Stories

she explained. Shame for him, Serina's game plan is actually quite similar to what she executed on him before. His mana quality is most comparable to that of Lower Beasts, making them an easy target for her to control. "Each one has different number of eyes, ranging from one to three, but all in all, there are twenty-five eyes to hit. We will both carry 25 arrows and once they're all consumed, return to this area. The sprites will collect the eyes that are struck by arrows then."

“Sorry, Izzy. Sometimes we forget that you didn’t grow up in this world. Nahum is a sorcerer who has visions. He pretty much stays to himself which is why all of the different councils for all of the different supernatural beings leave him be. But when he gets a vision, we all want to know about it. They’ve always been big, and they’ve always come true.” “If the rogues know about it but we don’t, then it means that he’s started selling his visions again.” Ethan was glum. “About twenty years ago, he was doing that, and it was giving one group the advantages over all the other. For all of us to coexist, the shifters, the fae and the vamps, we need rules and boundaries. Picking and cho

A sudden vision flashed through her mind. A grand kingdom. Towering walls. Thousands of wolves. Banners bearing the Blackthorn crest. Then fire. Screams. War. The vision vanished instantly. Nova staggered backward. Breathing hard. Her entire body trembled. The images had felt real. Too real. As though she had witnessed a memory. Not her own. Someone else's. A voice whispered through her mind. Weak. Distant. Yet unmistakable. "You're getting closer." Kieran. Nova looked toward the eastern horizon.

I don’t want her to go home without me. The visions are still flashing in my head like a movie that I need to watch. That makes me dizzy and swayed while walking, but I need to show her that I am fine and I can still protect her no matter what. The visions give me a headache like my head will explode anytime but I need to fight it. I am with Tania and I want to protect her from the threat that Jopher can do. We are both walking home. Hand in hand.When I heard a whistle from the dark and I knew it scared her that is why she held my hand tight and looked at me, but I remained silent because I know I can handle the situation. It is just Jopher and his friends. I can sense it and they are no thr

He raised his hand and the weapon flew back into his grasp and he ran after them. Not having any other choice, the kids got in the stranger's car and he drove away fast enough to avoid being caught by the assassin. "Are you guys okay?" The stranger asked. "Yeah, thanks for helping us," Joe said, out of breath. "Who are you and who was that person that was chasing us?" Lydia asked from behind. "My name's Micah Jameson and that person that was chasing you was a Ginx," Michael said. "A what?" Kurt asked. "A Ginx. A magical warrior from Troleyadia, sent here to find the twin seeds of Eyah and by the looks of it, kill them," Micah said.

The symbols seemed to pulse with a strange energy, and as I studied them, a voice echoed in my mind—soft yet powerful. "Emily, guardian of Silverwood Falls, you have been chosen to uncover the truth." The voice guided me, revealing visions of ancient battles and hidden prophecies. I saw a mighty werewolf, shrouded in darkness, wielding unimaginable power. The vision shifted, showing me a towering mountain and a hidden cave, the entrance guarded by fearsome creatures. Inside, a dark force pulsed, its malevolent energy threatening to consume everything in its path.

I rolled my eyes, thinking she was just being dramatic. Suddenly an unfamiliar figure came into view giggling and clapping his hands in a sinister way as he narrowed his gaze at me. His stare remained fixed on me with an unerring intensity. I gulped down a lump trying to gather my thoughts together as my heart raced while Nyx's growl turned into a fierce snarl. "I told you," Nyx states. Fighting back the urge to roll my eyes as she gloats. Soon the man's lips wiggled into a snicker. “I must say, Sage has quite the taste”

I saw people on the other side dance back out of the way and registered buildings of stone and wood, and a dirty road, but there were so many people involved in so much activity the detail of their environment was lost to their motion. Rivyn urged the reluctant Coryfe forwards through the opening in the air. There was no screech of wind, no bright flash of light as we stepped through - the difference between a completed spell, and an incomplete one. We rode out onto filthy cobblestones. “The city of Nerith,” he told me, his lips near my ear. “Where my next target is. I am hoping, now that I have read the book, cover to cover, I can exchange it for the opportunity to read a very rare tome tha

A third figure, Archivist Vela, produced a crystalline sphere from her robes. She placed it within the glyph. The incantations surged, lighting the orb from within. Inside, swirling silver mists coalesced. A visage appeared. Familiar. Silver-haired. Veined in runes. Resilient. Nyx. The Council fell still. Maris’s voice was sharp: “Is that her?” Vela nodded. “We capture the reflection with the second-order lens. She stands within what we have marked ‘Nirion’s Sanctum.’ A sacred core turned battlefield.”

I can feel the presence of other Celestial wolves, a faint pulse of light that seems to emanate from the gem. The Goddess Gem pulses in my hand, its ethereal light illuminating my thoughts. As I focus on the gem, visions begin to unfold before my mind's eye. Places I've never seen before, faces I've never recognized, flash before me like a rapid-fire slideshow. My mind races as I try to identify the locations. A bustling city, a serene forest, a snow-capped mountain... The images shift and change, carrying me from one part of the world to the other. I speak aloud, naming the places I recognize. Joshua, standing beside me, scribbles notes on his phone, his movements quick and precise. I can f