Trollhunters Wizards Novels & Stories

"I am a perfect hybrid myself. That's another reason I'm happy you're my mate. I'm an Alpha wolf too." "Alpha?” she asked in shock. “Yeah. But I’m a lone Alpha.” “You’re a werewolf and wizard," she muttered. "I'm not a wizard. I'm a sorcerer." "Sorcerer?" "I do hold the title of a wizard but I'm a sorcerer in truth. Wizards become warlocks after years of practising. Not all become one in their lifetime. But I’m a sorcerer, a rank higher than both and sorcerers isn’t something a wizard achieves. They are born. A warlock has to bow before a low-ranked sorcerer even.”

He's the one searching for a fight, not me. “We are from the house of Ahvaz. You already know me and my other companion.” Havoc stated. He cocked his head and looked at me, as if studying me. “We've never seen anything like this person before. “Who is she, and who dispatched her?” “She-” I cut Tristan off. I stood straights and faced them confidently. “My name is Apharryll Weliche, and I am a wizard from the family of Ahvaz. Tauru was said to have something planned for us, which is why we came here. Now, if you don't mind, please allow us the opportunity to speak with him.”

I said. Something needs to change. I trusted the men and women, soldiers that stood here in this tent with me. I needed their help and support more than ever. "Kneel" I growled to the ones in the room. All knees immediately bent into everyone knelt around me "I need every wolf in my presence here to submit to being my dragon. An elite team that works for me, beside me and to protect me at all times. From this moment onwards. The wolves in this room are no longer Commander or student, but dragon to Queen Cassie of Hades" I said to them.

"Back at the forest . . you said you were as powerless as me before when you fought the Three Witches. Standing against three might really be tough, but I am sure you're more than just an archer then." It was a question that piqued his curiousity and kept intriguing him for quite some time. "So you heard that. Well I guess there's no harm in telling you the truth." 'Truth? Then there really is something off,' he thought. Memories flashed through Serina's mind like a dynamic slideshow. Her late comrade's faces, the battles and feasts they shared, the deaths she witnessed. And that one special person who means everything to her. "The Seven Witches, three of them chose to rebel against the race

"I think she's the key to the Vorrak. Without her spells, he can't hold his form for long." Zordon nodded. "You won't go alone." "I wasn't planning to." I looked down at my belly and smiled softly. "None of us are alone." The commanders dispersed, orders flying like arrows. The witches began forming a ritual circle. The magic in the air thickened, burning like ozone. And then— The wind changed. Screams erupted from the treeline. Shadows lunged out, fast and furious—wolves with red eyes and twisted forms, corrupted by whatever darkness Dexter and Xavier had been brewing.

"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.

Elara POV Vexx had outdone himself this time. As soon as we were within sight of the warehouse, we were descended upon by trolls, or ogres maybe? Whatever, all I knew is they were huge, smelly, and a product of wicked magic. It took three of us to take down one of these monstrous things. Luckily, we’d only sent one of our magic workers inside with the rescue team—or bait team, depending on how you looked at it. Claire, Grey, and I felled one of these club swinging trolls together by hitting him hard with spells on all sides. No sooner did we finish with him, then another one climbed from a crevice in the earth and roared, brandishing its studded weapon at us.

Lulu The ice sorcerer stood there, breath hitching in his throat. His eyes darted around in a frantic panic, pinned in place by Dorian’s Immobilis Umbra curse. The heavy thud of massive footsteps shattered the haunting silence. The wrecked corridor suddenly felt cramped as Beta Rohan and a squad of elite warriors burst in, all in their wolf forms. Guided by their wolf instincts, they immediately formed a circle, surrounding the helpless wizard with bloodthirsty glares.

"No, he didn't instead he stood there scared trying to find me for help as the vampires still bowed in front of him. He asked them to leave and that was when I came out of hiding a little less scared than him and he spoke in a very scared tone I didn't do it, I don't know how that happened. I comforted him placing my hands on his shoulders Don't worry it is not your fault, you did the right thing and killed the wrong guy. After he was relaxed I took him to my place and told my parents everything except the part that he is a wizard and he killed a vampire. We took him in and for a few months we lived happily until the vampires came back to him, he was strong enough by then to face them. I did

Kasper couldn't respond to his mother, therefore, Flint just answered her. "Yes." "She killed six Rogues. I don't believe it... Maybe, she's getting stronger and has more equipment in killing a werewolf. Or maybe, someone helps her. A werewolf perhaps." The two-man couldn't speak. Matilda thinks that someone is betraying her. That there might be a werewolf that is helping Accalia or one of her allies. She knows that a human couldn't kill six Rogues and she is just alone. "There might be a spy in our village. A traitor! I'm going to find that werewolf and kill it!" she said while she was grinning. Matilda would not let someone destroy the village.