Regulus Black's Wand Novels & Stories

" You will have a magic ward." "Wow, that's so cool. And what again." " Patient wolf, your first power is Telekinesis. Mind over matter. Distant mental influence. Whatever you care to call the paranormal ability to move chairs, bend spoons and cook ready meals with the power of thought, so that will be the first ability you must master "Wow!!!." "Well that's just the beginning. Now these are the other thirty four awesome powers you get once you break the curse." Aerona: The ability to see and understand all forms of illness.

“Have you got your own druidic wand?” “A what?” I answered swiftly. “It is an object we use to enhance the spell of potion we are working on.” Aerin stood up and sauntered over to the table, she started drawing on a piece of paper that Grandma Rose handed to her. “It is called a Druid rod or wand. It is made from Hazel, with herbal clay worked around it and embellished with crystals.” She drew a staff-like wand. “It has to touch the thing that it was directed at with the crystal at the top.”

The dark skin girl’s face darkened even more, but only for a moment, as Professor Smart placed a beautiful wand in her right hand. “You can keep it until you manage to make one as good. Just don't start crying because I saw thousands of girls crying and I’m fed up with it.” The girl started to smile, but not because the professor asked, but because she got a wonderful wand: reddish because of the cherry wood it was made of, with green aura surrounding both the wand and the girl's hand, from the jade stone which was on top. Lionel Squisshy got close to Elizabeth's wand again and as if he saw it for the first time, and exclaimed again, to Prince Dragoesti’s indignation:

“It can’t be. That blood lion is called Ragnar. Although not a rare talent, it’s a genius, after all. With a level at the peak of eight stars and strength at the early stage of nine stars, I don’t think Regus can kill it.” “That's right, and the man in black doesn't seem that simple either. I don’t think Regus will make a move.” Various comments could be heard, and Philip hovered in the air while looking at the few people below with great interest. However, he deliberately controlled his aura so that his exposed strength was only the early stage of eight stars. Regus said blandly, “You disrupted my meal with a friend. How do you think we should settle this?”

She saw how spells like this can do permanent damage if they are exposed to it too long. "We need to destroy this immediately but first Inwant to see if I can find the stamp on it. Most dark witches or wizards are arrogant and like to show the world who has created the chaos." Regina says looking exited. If she can expose who is working with Dutch it will be an advantage for them. Just as Regina start to examine the totem there is a knock on the door and as Gina open it she stands shocked at what is waiting for her.

Trudging behind him was Greyson with his hands on his pocket and a laid back expression on his face. “What is his name?” “The books never mentioned his name. It was only mentioned how he was very powerful and the speculations about him having a relationship with the black magic users.” “But why was his wand here if he was said to have a connection with black magic?" "They said his wand was so powerful that no one can hold it unless someone as powerful as him was born and was chosen by the wand to become its new master.” Wow, that was straight OP. I stared back at the wand. It was really beautiful. I wonder why people ignore it.

his voice taking an even scarier tone as he got up and dark clouds poured out of his hands, floating around him. Dread pooled in Soraya's eyes as she struggled to keep her emotions in check. Black magic, she realized with terror. This was her first time seeing him like this. Alwin was an old wizard who was like a father figure to her. He had taught her everything she knew about witchcraft after he had taken her in when she was lost and wandering decades ago. He had always talked about how the witches and werewolves used to live in harmony. This fueled Soraya's hopes when she learned about the prophecy. He turned to her, letting down the hood of his cloak. Soraya let out a silent gasp as she

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

“And oh boy, Xareth it’s a long list.” His eyes narrowed, but the sound of battle grew louder. Steel clashed near the gates. The snarls of werewolves rang out in vicious unison. His soldiers were falling back, crumbling under the pressure. That’s when I saw her. Soaring through the sky above the castle, black robes billowing in the wind, a jagged staff clutched in her hand A witch. Perched on a broom carved from bone and ash. My lips curled into a giggle.

I leaned towards Rafe's ear and whispered. "What was the question?" Rafe leaned towards my ear and whispered back. "You're being distracted lately. Is everything okay with you?" I nodded, signalling that I was fine. "They want to know if we were able to discover who the rogues were working for." Straightening up, I addressed the room, meeting the gaze of each Alpha. "There's a prophecy," I started. "My witch warned that a time of chaos is approaching for us Lycans. I believe these unusual rogues are part of this chaos, but they are merely the beginning. We haven't identified their leader yet, but these rogues are unlike anything we've encountered. They are faster than even vampires. Whoever