Red Wizzard Novels & Stories

replied Rick. He was asked to accompany the three of them when they were done eating. They led him to a small garden with vibrant flowers. “My name is Darius. This is Hector and this Agatha” said the man named Darius as he pointed at the other man and the woman. He was the one that had spoken to Rick when he arrived yesterday. “ May I know your name and how we may help you?” continued the man. “ My name is Rick Jordan and I am a wizard from the Hearthstone coven” Rick introduced himself.

Even with the truth serum, I can see his face turn white. So, he was sent by the people making the Happy Dust and wanted to keep me quiet. Do they think sending a single assassin can silence me? It will take more than that. Nothing can take me down as long as I'm confident about it. After all, I'm the Red Witch. A rare being who can control the dead and make the world shake at the palms of her hands. With just a snap of my fingers, I can cause calamity. "It seems I was right," I grin. "Since Happy Dust has returned and caused an uproar in my life again. You people are ruining my peaceful time."

" You know what it is?" I just looked at his dazzling eyes, I don't know what it was for. " What's with red strings?" He tied it first to his pinky fingers after he tied it to himself, he got mine and he started to tie it. " It is the Red​ String of Fate, if we die soon. You and I will meet again in our next life" He beamed a smile and I just got teary eyed. After Articus kissed me, someone's force opened the door. We heard a crash downstairs and I started to tighten my hug to Articus. We tried to don't make any noise but we heard the footsteps it's going upstairs.

Marisol Hallows didn't deserve that power. It was hers. It belonged to her. Only she could wield it correctly. The heavens were playing a treacherous game. They blessed a werewolf with the most power any being could wield and fated her to become the Luna of Redwood. Redwood was the ancient source of all witchcraft. Its lands were blessed with unimaginable power, all of which now belonged to a dirty werewolf. No, she wouldn't stand for it. She couldn't. The door swung open and an even dirtier wolf ran in. He was wounded in battle.

Red chuckled, tilting his head, and watched me amusedly. “Take a bite,” I said, lifting my arm to reach his mouth. “This is heaven,” I smiled, but my body jerked when he grabbed my wrist and opened his mouth wide, eating the whole macaron. “Hey!” I laughed and thought of pulling away my hand, but Red did not release his grip on my wrist. Instead, he licked raspberry jam on my index finger and thumb. I swallowed hard, hoping my heart would calm and my mind would stop flickering hot scenes in bed.

Alley POV: I knew everyone was a little tense as they took seats around the office. This is our first time laying eyes on him, we've all heard the rumors but from what I can tell he looks rather normal. I mean his eyes aren't even red like the others. "So can someone explain to me why I am here or why I was even requested?" Jeremy stated, there was an edge to his voice and Cassandra had a death grip around his arm. "Jeremy don't be hostile, what do you know of the great white witch?" Ambrosia asked. "I know she died and that her brother killed her but nothing more, why?" Jeremy asked. Ambrosia looked at me and nodded. "I am the great white witch, and Raleighs brother Bosch has created an arm

The woman held out her magic wand. At the end of the magic wand there was a red light. Slowly but surely, the red light turned into flames. She turned the magic wand and hit it on the prince's body. She was very surprised to see her magic wand bounce back at her. "Don't hide behind your protectors, coward man." She looks very angry.

On the hospital bed, the second young lady, Regina Roggens, laying and wailing. Her wavy brown hair fell straight down to her waist, framing her red cheeks and supported her pitiful sobs as if enduring the terrible pain, making her look like a fallen angel. In fact, she was like a witch waving a wand, trying to hypnotize people and boasting as the young lady of the Wilkess family. It seemed that the woman was at her wits' end to enter the Earl's family. The Roggens family, is a family that comes from the Viscount rank. With two daughters without a son, they had a hard time deciding on a successor. The Viscount even tried to get a son out of his legal marriage. Unfortunately, that didn't work