Thunderous Wizards Novels & Stories

The clouds went dark and the lightning was frightening. "What is going on, Kaera?" I asked. "I don't know, princess," Kaera replied. We were bewildered by what we are witnessing. Zoniah who was already behind us spoke. "It's the great wizard," her eyes twinkled with enjoyment. "Wizard? You mean, Hunter?" I asked her. "Yes, no one else but him," she smiled at me before rushing away. "I always hear about Hunter. He must be powerful," Kaera was terrified watching the thunderbolts.

The King wrapped a blanket around them and they waited in silence. Within the hour, General Aengus returned alone. Lorcan and Niamh met with him in the Great Hall. He was covered in cold, drying mud, his horse exhausted, and his message bleak. "They disappeared in a sudden storm," Aengus began. "Tormil raised his hand, glowing blue, and suddenly the weather became cold, with rain pounding us from above. We had to pull up, and take shelter. As soon as the storm let up, I sent my warriors to the surrounding villages and beyond. We will find the traitorous council."

Thunder cracked loudly, lightning flashing through the windows. Anaya screamed as another contraction hit her. Her hands clutched her belly, tears running down her face. Suddenly, the double doors of the hall flew open with violent force. Wind and rain rushed in. A tall man stood there in white clothing stained with blood — the wizard Nancy had warned them about. Guards shouted and shifted into their wolf forms instantly, launching at him. The wizard raised one hand and sent them flying across the room like rag dolls, crashing into walls. Mateo shifted and charged with a fierce growl. The wizard barely moved. He flicked his wrist and Mateo was thrown back hard, slamming into a pillar and fal

Flagging her side were eight other witches and wizards. “What the fuck do you all want?” Easton growled at them, her eyes flashing an eerie blue color as he recognized the threat in the distance. “What the hell do you think that we want?” A wizard with sparkling clothes replied, dusting his coat on the dried tall weeds around them. The looming tree seemed to hover around them and encase them in between. “Are you asking me that because you don’t know?” Aurora asked. “Of course it is for you all to die.” Another witch with obsidian hair said, offended by Aurora’s words.

“We need tighter control on the southern ridge. Too many rogues have been sneaking in. My warriors are stretched thin.” Then she spoke, her voice drowning out the testosterone in the room. “The eastern borders are weakening, Dominic. The old magic that protected them is fading. You’ll need stronger wards to keep what’s out—out.” Her tone was calm, cold, and eerie in a way that made my skin prickle. She didn't sound like a woman. She sounded like an ancient being.” I didn't wait, I shoved the door open and walked into the room, ignoring every startled look thrown my way.

My knees were buckling beneath me, my full weight dropping onto Torey as he held me up. He held me tight, unable to hold the dark growl that emitted from the depths of his throat. I couldn't see the orbs of his eyes, but I knew they would be blacker than black. The immense anger that radiates from his body told me so. Torey began shouting orders, his words not sinking into my brain as wolves began to scatter across our territory, obeying and complying with the demands of their Alpha. I had barely noticed how many had encircled us, how many had followed us into the clearing.

The Red Moon day arrived but this time my family, the creature of full moon weren't happy. The occasion of Red Moon day came in every 3 years and that time when the moon shine upon us we all feel powerful than ever. Every wolf life depend upon it's pack and tribe so that particular day when the moon was at its peak every wolf unconsciously shape-shifts to their natural worm because wolf are most powerful at its animal form. Its been our ritual for so long, the tribe gather up together to feel enlightened, more powered and stronger.

3 Sebastian’s home was located in the neighboring estate; it was a ten-minute drive. Sebastian waved at me when he saw him, he was so anxious that he had waited for me in front of his house. He was a tall guy about as tall as me with beautiful hair. His hair was thick and wavy blonde, sometimes I felt envious of his hair. Mine was just ebony brown and straight and long, like a rock type of person.