The First Wizarding War Novels & Stories

Zeno:Great general everything is ready and we are ready to attack Neptune Kataros:perfect then let's go Zeno:Great general there is just one problem Kataros:what is it Zeno:Great general most of the men we captured committed suicide on board Kataros:that's not a problem just dump their bodies somewhere on the planet we will destroy the planet as well as their bodies (with an evil smile) Zeno:As you command great general (as he leaves to carry out kataros's orders) On Neptune the news of kataros impending attack on on the planet had caused a panic among the citizens as most were leaving the planet,so Palamedes called a war council of the army generals to make\think of a suitable war plan on s

And by the time the cavalry got there, Calder and I were lying on the floor unconscious, with the magic barrier still up and keeping any of them from coming into the room. They all did their best to skip over the details of that part of the story, and I didn’t blame them. I could only imagine what it’d been like, standing in that hallway over the half-melted corpses of the warlocks and watching Calder and me dying, just out of reach and right in front of their eyes, while they frantically worked to undo the warlocks’ magic in time.

From that era, the Brotherhood of the Sun was born--knights fighting for the humans, creating havoc by working both sides. "Using that trickery, they convinced a witch to use a spell to twist the nature of wolves, entraping them. This was the start of the first Wolf War. Armies of dark, twisted soldiers, moved from city to city, slaughtering the innocent on both sides. As our numbers diminished, the magic began to dissipate, and the humans rose in power and might, destroying the land, raping it of its resources as they polluted the earth.

"I apologize, I had heard the rumor of your life in the human world, but I was not aware you knew so little of your own. No marrying a stranger was not what I had hoped for myself, but it became inevitable after the wars between the creatures of this world. This marriage will ensure the safety of my people as well as yours. This is the first time our kind have been allowed to mix so this wedding means much more than a simple a allowance. It will pave the way for a new history to be written with us as the victor. "I keep hearing about these wars, but no one has told me why or who they went to war with." His hands clench and his jaw tenses as he stares blankly at the pond. "The wolves" the gra

Date: 30th December, 1474 The Dark Lord stood at the periphery of the Magna kingdom. War against the king Aldrich Eversons began. Enemies being aggressive, burst into the kingdom. Soldiers of Magna tightened their grips on the weapons. Their eyes widened as they saw witches flying towards them on their broomsticks. Although they had encountered witches several times before, having a war against thousands of them at a time was challenging. It was the first time they had a war against magical creatures.

Klaus nodded and then stood up, heading for the bathroom, and I saw the chain extend as he walked away. I left the room and met Anderson outside. "They're on their way back, but it'll be a few hours before they get here," Anderson warned me. "James and the battalion stayed behind, the Wizards have informed us that they're going to stay out of this war, while there's been a lot of movement on the part of the Werewolves." I took a deep breath, having the Wizards as an ally would be great, precisely because I know that they can identify necromantic spells much more easily.

The earth quaked as he landed. Jade stepped back, awe spreading across her face. “They’re… incredible.” I smiled faintly. “They’re more than that. They’re a part of me.” Zarok’s fiery horns gleamed. “Master, I don't you were brave enough to face the danger without our help”. Zarok teased me. “The world,” I said simply. “Ariel is building an army of witches and wizards. Her daughter, Melanie, follows her footsteps.The war we tried to prevent is coming.”

"I also felt it earlier, but when I wanted to investigate it. The figure has already left and left no trace at all. Even my abilities can't detect where it went!" A conversation that probably not everyone will understand. It all started 5 years ago when Edward and Harry were kidnapped. They experience things that are very sadistic and torture that make Edward's power and his unknown identity appear out of nowhere. Edward is a vampire, a spiritual being who is often considered a myth. While Harry is a Siren, a kind of living creature that lives in the depths of the water in Middle Earth. All of this seemed unbelievable to both of them. But this is real. And what always makes them wonder is ab

I pouted my lips even more and bowed down. "Priestess Eridette De Abarak," I answered. "What's the name of the first book of Magic?" "Runes from Grimoire," I pouted my lips more and more. And I want him to feel so guilty! How can he do this to me?! "How many people died at Amberian War," his deep voice change into an intense one. I glanced at him and saw him making a serious but weird expression. W-why is he staring at me like that now?!

But as with all things, words became weapons, and soon even the common people were drawn in. My mother used to tell me bedtime stories about that era, though sometimes I wondered if they were truly stories or fragments of something she wanted me to believe. One in particular has never left me: a war between witches and the people of the Four Courts. I don’t remember all the details—her voice was always soft at that hour, more lull than history—but I remember the sense of it. That there was once magic in this land, fierce and alive. That it had been stolen, stripped away in a single blinding moment. I never asked whether it was true. Perhaps I didn’t want to know. Yet lately I find myself won