The Wizard Of The Kremlin Novels & Stories

But somehow, I was okay with telling her about it. “I got it when I was a child.” I replied and then stared into the moon like I was reliving old memories. “My father commited a crime back then. Apparently he had killed a wizard who belonged to a powerful Coven. And when they decided to retaliate, my father was punished accordingly but then one of the witches cursed me.” I exhaled deeply and then silence reigned between us for a long while. “I’m sorry.” She whispered enough for me to hear but it didn’t help me in one bit at all.

"Let's just say I've been on the case since it appeared three years ago." "Who are you?" "Alice Von Rozen," I watch as the color on Megan's face turns pale as a ghost once I give her my name. "The Mistress of Pandora Castle, the granddaughter of the Grand Duke, Cornelius Von Rozen, the war hero. Your Alice Von Rozen - the Red Witch." I pull on a smirk. "In the flesh." "So you're not Pendleton's assistant, figured." Megan scoffs and then asks. "What happened to the geezer?" Wondering how I disgust myself as a guest under Herman Pendleton.

It was a simple job, a very simple job, kill the witches, get rid of their bodies, and everyone will be happy but no that wasn't the case, instead, they mess up at every turn when it comes to this mission. He is starting to think that the vision that the warlock saw wasn't just mess up his life and plans but to make things difficult for him, the one thing that went right was killing that girl a few years ago, getting up from his chair he went around the table and pour himself another drink, drains it in one go, the stress of getting his hands on the Baldwin pack and territory is getting to him, that's something that should've happened years ago, somehow he still fighting for the same thing.

Helena stared blankly at the large pole fixed into the ground and shuddered at the barbaric act they were about to commit. She choked on a sob when she felt a stab of pain somewhere and tried to heal herself with the magic that caused this disaster. The magic that she had happily used to help Rigel conquer and destroy innocent packs, thinking it would make him love her and treat her like she was worth something to him.

My body convulses, and I choke as the beetles that forced their way inside me surge back up and spill out onto the floor, all dead. The veil around the castle collapses with Irena’s death too, a spell that had been held in place by the combined magic of all three witches. Dagar surges to his feet with a snarl that vibrates through the room. He calls the ravens with a single command, and they answer him like a storm breaking open, pouring into the room in a dark wave that fills the air with wings and shadow.

But this, this was something that even he couldn’t stomach. A wise, powerful wizard of the ages, instead of being hailed as a saviour by his own kind. Had been reduced to being labeled as a curse and a source of pure hatred for his own people. A traitor among his own kind. Even now Skye had no idea as to why Merlin had vanished from Light Dwellers’ history, only now as Merlia explained it resulted in leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. “But… but he saved your kind” Skye said looking at the grievous group who didn’t share his sentiments as disdain filled their faces.

Yet when the auctioneer thought about who could be under the mask and hopped into death in ease, his face was drained from all blood, looking horrifyingly pale. This strong magical power, and the signature red eyes. Even though there are a few mythical beings who had the same colored eyes, this was the Runalia, the land that forbids mythical beings from entering. Meaning there was only one person who could have this blood-like eyes. No matter how much stupid person could be dumb, there wasn't anyone who could not know this very powerful person. He was the Lord of Warine Land, Mike White. However, no matter how frightened he was to the looming man, he was an important buyer who had bid four t

The wizard would strike his staff on the ground and casted spells aloud and the whole sky would turn dark with great light emitting from the staff and its ray beginning to melt the wolves. It eventually forced the wolves to vanish to the amazement of everyone who watched the scene. Once the wolves were gone, the sky returned back to normal and the wizard turned and smiled at them. "I had thought my sister would help but remembered that she didn't know how to diffuse the Inca spell" the wizard stated. "What is the Inca spell though?" Levi asked with curiosity written on his face. The wizard smiled and said "It is an ancient spell that diffuse mystical holograms" this amazed everyone and Dawso

I felt them all , I felt their acceptance . The surge of power took me by surprise , the grin on my grandmother's face told me she knew it was going to happen . What did surprise me was the fact that Haggen felt it . According to my grandmother through our bond bestowed upon us by the goddess Haggen was blessed with a small gift . He can tap into my powers but it's limited . I was worried it might freak out about it , to my utter shock he decided he was a wizard . The excitement on his face was priceless , he seemingly can't wait to practise . He was slightly disappointed to have to wait but understood .

"My father would have killed me?" "He could have killed you just to help his little witch," He said facing me. "She fooled them into believing the source of the power she seeks was in one of the packs," "Source of power?" I asked. "She is a half witch," Hayden said. A witch? The priestess was a witch? I faced her as she smirked staring at Hayden, the priest of the moonlight Groove was a half witch? She tilted her head, folding her fist as she gritted her teeth, she walked closer to Hayden. They both stood staring at each other as they glared at each other.