Sirius Wand Novels & Stories

Hana asked. "Yes," Sirrius replied with inertia. Hana stepped closer to the window, her hand deftly removing the leg stuck on the door bar, and carefully set it down. When he was done, Hana handed Sirrius a white water bottle, "It's my healing water, healing wounds burned by phoenix fire extremely effectively. I wanted to give it to you earlier, but since you left first," Sirrius asked in surprise, "Didn't you come to mock me?".

I looked up resigned to my future. Gan-Gan walked over to the wall that had the weapons on it and the curtain began to rise. “I thought you said I wouldn’t need any of these today?” I said as I followed behind her. She opened a small panel that revealed multiple wands. All with different kinds of crystals. She pulled one of the wands off the wall that was white with a Blue Angelite crystal.

“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.”

When Sirus opened it, only to reveal a large pair of wings. The wingspan was about three meters, fierce and colorful. Sirus took down the wings, a hint of pride in his eyes. “These wings were made from the feathers of the Heavenly Fiend Phoenix. Once refined and merged, you can use it by channeling your immortal essence. It can fly several hundred miles with a single flap and is an exceptional treasure for flight. Now...”

Not this. I glanced up at him, trying to read his face, but it was stone cold, and gave nothing away. Lysandra stepped forward from the steps, her white fur cloak swirled around her. Her face was pale, but her eyes burned with rage. She clenched her fists and her nails dug into her palms. “Rhydian,” she said, her voice sweet but sharp underneath. “A witch? In our home? After everything?” He didn’t even look at her. “My decision,” he growled. “End of it.”

“Let’s get you that wand.” He motioned for me to follow him toward a lit-up display case, and I gasped when I saw the amount of wands being stored in the case. They were all different sizes with different colored gems around their handles. Each wand was made of a different cut of wood and even their handles were different colors. “I don’t know how to pick. They are all so beautiful,” I whispered, staring at the collection in awe. “You don’t choose a wand,” Mr. Crawlsy snickered. “The wand chooses you.”

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

She looked at him, confused "How is that even possible?" Sirius said nothing at first, using a stick to draw figures on the ground for a while then said "Did you know? I am a hundred and fifty four" "No you're...." "And Axel is a hundred and fifty three" He continued. Her eyes widened as she suddenly began to feel uncomfortable "I.. I thought you didn't know Axel" "We are cousins actually" Sirius said with a sigh "I believe he didn't tell you any of this. He hasn't been truly honest with you, has he?"

I questioned him. He took a deep breath, seemingly reluctant to talk for a moment. I sat next to Sebastian, who swiftly placed his hand on my knee. Nathaniel looked uncomfortable, so I signaled Bastien to sit a few inches away. I needed as much information as I could get. “Mothe.. ah… the former Luna cast that spell on those cuffs and shackles. She is a hybrid of witch and she-wolf.” he paused. “ I haven’t seen her wolf yet, but I could sense her sometimes….”

Two boys made a wager to make a siren princess fall in love. Neither expected her to choose them both. In 2036, humans and supernatural beings share the same world—but peace doesn’t mean equality, and centuries-old rivalries are far from forgotten. Eighteen-year-old Amelia Corvo has spent her entire life behind the protection of one of the supernatural world’s most powerful royal families. As the sheltered, fiercely guarded heir to the Siren Crown, Amelia knows exactly what is expected of her: protect her family’s name, obey the traditions of her bloodline, and most importantly, stay far away from boys who have every reason to want a princess. Then she meets Felix Ashford and Dante