Novel & Cerita Sirius Wand

I state all-knowingly. “Yes, and now I need to return his generosity. I don’t just want to steal from him, I want the Scorpion Gang to be the second strongest gang.” He smirks evilly. I was not expecting that, isn’t that a bit much for just revenge? “Okay... but what do I need to do, exactly?” I question confusedly. “Mario, the leader,” Lucius informs me although I have done work for him the past. “His security is quite high and advanced, I’m sure you’re aware. I plan to have James; Zack and you break in and disarm the security syst-“

However, I was rooted to the spot out of intense fear as the vicious figure advanced towards me at a towering height. The witch drew out a wand from inside her cloak: a nearly eight-inch long black coloured crooked stick, assumingly made out of wood with a pointed edge. It was the most powerful and enchanting object used by wizards and other magical beings in the world and, into the wrong hands, was a weapon of mass destruction. I had been enlightened about this marvellously magical object by my nurse during her bedtime stories. Ironically, I was petrified at finally viewing this object in reality while I was so awestruck to hear it about all those years ago.

Erebus shook his head. "My Lord?" Iapetus looked up from his notebook, confused. "He is a wizard specializes in spell imprinting, and I think that just might be what that two stars are. Go to Pallas and tell him I need the imprinter's help. He'll know." Erebus opened his hand, and there was his special mark. It was a small wolf fang, glowing in the dark as if consist by fog with silver light. Erebus held out his hand to Iapetus, who took his hand as if a handshake, and the mark was imprinted on Iapetus's hand.

Cyrus appeared in my office, sitting on a couch. I glared at Cyrus "stop teleporting into my office unannounced" "Master Cyrus" Bronte greeted Cyrus. Cyrus is from the lineage of powerful Sorcerers. Scarlet was once the most powerful witch but after her death, Cyrus became the most powerful Wizard. When Scarlet died, the witches became an enemy to us saying we killed Scarlet, except Cyrus, he never blamed me for the death of his sister but that doesn't stop the witches from causing a ruckus among the Lycans.

Dimitri questioned “can’t you just make it where the angels can’t possess Renee and her children.” “Well sure that will take care of one problem, but what about the vampire attack?” “Can’t you just block them?” “The wand is dangerous, it’s not always direct if I word it wrong it might end up killing all of them.” “I don’t understand” “Think of the wand as lazy it will take the shortest route and if I say don’t allow the vampires to attack it can prevent that however it wants to like by killing them all, or any number of crazy things.” I sighed “there is a reason I vowed to never use it again. Other than taking away immortality completely on earth I don’t know how to solve everything without

The letters are green and gold. Attention all bounty hunters! Earlier this month a banished werewolf named Aiden Atkinson was spotted at Siren's Point pushing a young woman into the sea. The woman is our very own sea maid princess, Kayla Lawson. The reward for his capture or death is a seat on King Caspian's counsel. Yours truly, The Royal Advisor, Jerry Lawson

he said while crying and hugging the girl's lifeless body. In his fury, the red moon was suddenly covered with dark clouds and heavy rain poured down "I curse!!!, in the name of my child... I curse the new phoenix! that every passing of a hundred years your body will burn with fire as a sign of my wrath and be reborn from your own ashes!!. And I swear that your eternal life will be one of pain until you beg for your death." The sorcerer's anger brought a terrible deluge across the land. His vengeful heart ended the lives of Cyrus' entire family and the citizens of Agnarr in just that night.

“Enter.” The answer came right away. Pushing the door open, I poked my head inside to find Xavier alone at his desk. His dreadlocks were pulled back from his angular jaw. The sleeves of his white button down were rolled up to his elbows, exposing his muscular forearms and the intertwined black ink tattoos on his deep umber skin. I stared, my stomach fluttering. He cleared his throat, drawing my attention to his nearly black eyes. “Can I help you?” “Yes, I uh...” I shook myself, remembering why I was interrupting him. “Do you have my new wand? I’d like to have it.”

[However, even if the soldiers didn’t opened it completely, something from the inside busted the door, almost like an explosion. Luckily, the soldiers and horses weren’t harmed because of Captain Rian’s support magic, it is a thick transparent shield. The wagon was covered in a dark smoke, a mummy (human wrapped in bandage) who made the explosion has his body busted. Its body was well-planned to stick on the door of the wagon]

A proctor in pristine white robes stood on the platform, his expression stern. When they saw the wand in my hand, the crowd stared. "Gods, does she really think she can pass the trial with that thing?" "It's always the ugly ones who try the hardest. As if a fancy prop could hide what she is. Trash is still trash." "Is she trying to upstage our Isabella?" "Hah! Well, she succeeded. As a clown." "Please. Isabella's wand is laurel wood with a pure mana crystal. Lord Adrian chose it for her himself. And this girl shows up with a toy? She's not even in the same league."