Silly Wizards Novels & Stories

Silas’s voice cut through the silence. Ethan spun around. While the titans had battled the beast, the Warlock had gone to work. Silas stood near the altar, his suit sparking with blue electricity. The two witches who had been tormenting Emily lay dead at his feet. Their heads were twisted at unnatural angles, their white-painted faces frozen in shock. Silas had used a localized gravity field to snap their necks before they could finish the extraction spell. "The support staff is down," Silas stated, adjusting his glasses. He looked at Damon. "It’s just you now, wizard."

Harry nodded then looked at me "I warned you Kirey, if you want. I can cancel your place for research!" I shook my head "I'll still be there Harry, come on, this will be a special experience, won't it? Besides, there wouldn't be any big monsters, or big gorillas suddenly liking me right? It's a normal place, it's just that they're spreading out. The rumors are not true!" I said, somehow I was able to get rid of my worries too.

Mia—quiet werewolf girl, amber eyes, book already open, notebook covered in doodles of moons and paws. She nods shy—offers half-smile, ears twitching under glamour. Class starts—Shakespeare intro. But whispers follow. “Seras’s brother.” “Fire wizard.” “Think he’s as strong as her?” “Bet he can’t even light a candle without burning his hand.” I focus on notes. Sparks dance on pen tip—controlled, tiny flame writing words in glowing script before fading. Mia glances—eyes curious. **Mia (whisper):** “Neat trick.”

He didn't want to go out with me and stayed locked in the farm all day. Initially, I was convinced that Alan did not have the courage to disobey me. But one night, I could feel that the magical network I had set up was slowly disappearing. Immediately, I got out of bed and ran to the farm. Someone had broken the magical network I used to imprison the wizards! All the wizards were busy rushing out of the farm, their cheers for their freedom echoing in the air. Before I could catch them, they disappeared right in front of me using the magic of teleportation.

“The thing is…….” “I'm a wizard, my father and mother are demons, we have the power to…” As Silas spoke, he noticed the shift in Tabitha's expression at his words, prompting a laugh from him. Tabitha's suddenly emotionless face indicated her disbelief, and her reaction amused him. "You don't believe me?" Silas inquired after laughing. "How do you expect me to believe you?" Tabitha retorted, her tone revealing vexation. She continued, "You can't just tell me such a big secret, and your tone... you don't sound serious." After saying this, she returned to eating.

she requests of the wizard. The two looked wary, turning each other before looking at their prince for approval. The man nodded to tell them to just proceed with what needed to be done, they take a look at the commander once again their eyes asking permission. The commander just nodded like the prince. The two wizards then proceeded to press a finger on the side of their eyes as they whispered something. Their eyes then glowed blue which signaled the onset of the spell, the two men gasped after a few moments looking at the person who Karilaya asked to be checked.

This obnoxious feeling he has towards her, that he thought had long since faded, is coming back to him. 'My aunt? She's gentle and kind, believe me. There's nothing to be scared about!' he recalled Anne's voice out of the blue. "To put it simply, I . . am the living vessel of the four Witches' blessings combined." *** Love, Charity, Courage, Humility, Pledge, Baptismal and Justice, the Gods of heavenly principles each gave birth to the uprising of the Seven Witches. There were no preserved record of the Seven's identity. And as for Serina, she was only introduced into four of them — including her late master.

I snorted, resuming my laughter as Silas huffed and grumbled as he ascended the staircase. "I don't understand why you can't use your magic to carry them." "Because my magic is limited genius," I replied sarcastically to his nearly inaudible rhetorical question. "You just can't let me have the last word in, can you," he continued to grumble. I bit my lips as I smiled. "Nope!"

His eyes burn with a fury that is centuries deep. Silas lowers his head, his teeth bared. Harla snarls low and long, a sound that makes even the warriors stiffen. “You see this?” I ask Marek. “I do.” His voice is fierce and steady. “It’s over.” The circle closes tighter. The witches press together, clutching their useless trinkets, whispering spells that crumble in the air. One tries to run. A sandy hued wolf appears from nowhere and blocks her path, growling until she stumbles back.

Let me tell you everything inside, my neck is still numb," he said in a serious tone. ***** "How can I tell her the truth? I'm afraid she might faint again." Ibrahil wanted to spill it out only that he doesn't know how she will react. The truth will turn her world upside down, but then again she deserves to know. She brought Andrea into his world, the world of Encantados. They are different from humans because they possess magical powers. They live in a realm invisible to them. They can pretend as humans to find a mate and lure them or enchant them so they can live with them. They can only love once. Whoever owns their heart will own them forever.