Trollhunters Wizards Novels & Stories

Nolan asked Windy being scolded was also a bit humiliating, but it is true that until now, he still did not understand Nolan's intentions. “We must protect the Queen.” Windy angered Nolan, and he used his claws to scratch Windy's face. "Besides that mission, we have another mission entrusted by the wizard." Windy was hit defensively, leaning back, showing off his pointed iron fangs. "It's a duty to protect the leader. The sorcerer prophesied that leader Ezra's enemies would appear and told us to keep an eye on the leader." After hearing Nolan's words, Windy also returned to her normal state. If Nolan hadn't reminded him, he might have forgotten that he still had a critical mission to protect

Johnny rolled his eyes, making no attempts to stop the witch as she stormed out of the kitchen. It had been several hours since Ursula made her discovery and since then, everyone had been flying around the place trying to slow down a mass shift. However, Johnny couldn't help but think they were too late. Now the wolven spirits had been given a chance to awaken, they would do what they could to stay awake. It was simply a case of natural survival instincts. But he followed orders and the orders were to slow down a mass shift until they all understood a bit more of what was happening.

The hunters—those who hunted and killed dracula and werewolves—and knights—were those from prominent families and kingdoms—who were tasked with killing witches using swords they had received from previous knights. To date, no one knows which nation has won that great war. Because the history books in no way record who managed to escape and win in a battle involving dozens of such districts. All I know is, according to the book, they all disappeared after sunset. Lost as swallowed up by the earth. There were only blood spots, as well as their weapons lying scattered everywhere. It is this history that makes my district, Willis, one of the areas filled with mystery and strangeness every night.

I moved deeper into the office. “Why are you here,” he asked me. “Could you heal the Hunter quicker,” I asked him. “This has already been addressed,” he said. “Correct. But I already had to terminate two agents, and I don’t want to keep doing that. I need your help to free me from the Group. Will you help me,” I said. My voice sounded different. I’ve never heard it sound like this before. “What does healing the Hunter and freeing you from the Group have to do with each other,” he asked me. His question confused me. If he is able to do both then why doesn’t he do both. “What type of payment will you accept,” I asked. Men like him only want one thing. I’ve thought about this si

Her voice drops to a strained murmur. Something slippery and uneasy squirms in the pit of my stomach. “I don’t understand.” “They were tricked.” Her eyes meet mine in the haze of match smoke. “That’s really it.” I look at the mural with a sigh. “How?” “All I know is that any witch who trusts a wizard is disillusioned. They are not our allies.” “Are you talking about Zayn right now, Stella?” “I am being honest, Fallon,” she replies sharply, her voice woven with silent warning. “The Grand Wizard is so powerful. More powerful than I think you realize. He’s elementally charged. He draws his magic from the islands and our sacred waters.”

The three warlock brothers, Hunter, Ethan and Marian, all stand together on the deck waiting for me. Stepping to the end of the deck I clear my throat and begin, “A lot of you may have heard already that my Luna and your future High Priestess were attacked today by a wolf. A wolf that almost succeeded in killing my mate. But what you don’t know is that she had help with this attack.” I paused and looked around at all the faces in front of me to see if anyone was showing signs of guilt, but I was unable to see any signs from them, so I continued, “Not just any kind of help but the help from a warlock or a witch.” Whispers now began among them and I could see them looking around at each other

He heightened his hears as he saw two wizards talking about Sara and Alexander’s mating. “It’s enough that we have hybrids of werecats and wizards, now we have to deal with werewolves too? How will we deal and manage the enmity between the two rival clans?” “That’s why I have summoned you here Gerard” said the bigger wizard. “I’m making a spell that will remove the marking from the she wolf’s neck but it’s a dual wizards’ spell. I can’t do it alone” said Lucien the other wizard. “Don’t tell me you’re making the spell of the undoing. It’s a very potent form of dark magic that will require the blood of a virgin and inexperienced wizard. I never read it in any of the grimoires that it’s a dual

he continued, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity. "That's why we cannot allow such a thing to happen," he concluded. After that, his majestic throne disappeared with him. Ara's mouth was open as wide as the revelation. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. The wizards were trying to awaken an evil being? And they needed the dragon's core and the golden sword to do it? She felt a chill run down her spine as she realized the gravity of the situation. She knew that she had to stop the wizards, no matter what it took.

The Children of the Blessed were idiots; they were fools. "Other than more recruits for me, and you staying well away from the wall, we have no idea what all these attacks mean," the mercenary continued. Particularly if the High Wiz begin to show up— or, worse still, one of the High Lords. They would make the virelya appear to be canines. I examined her rough, scarred hands, which were dried out by the weather. "Have you ever encountered a different kind of Witch?" "You don't want to know, girl—not unless you want to be hurling up your breakfast," she said as her eyes closed.

I know I haven’t established a connection yet, but it is worth a try. I lay motionless on my bed. I positioned myself as if I would go to sleep. There are four cameras on all corners of my room monitoring my every movement. They are not physically visible, but it was there. I learned about it when I accidentally barged into a room where they kept all the monitors, which I mistook as a stock room for herbs and magical artifacts for rituals like runes or pentagrams. But then I realized they don’t use those. They don’t need those in casting spells. Warlocks have access to arcane power, which is more than enough to defeat other magical creatures faster. They simply invoke and then attack.