Trollhunters Wizards Novels & Stories

“There’s not a lot of people in the world I despise, but the hunters definitely take the trophy. Assholes.” “Agreed, once we return to the States, I will do something about this issue,” I promise. “The Hunters have always been a problem, but they were never this organized before. They’re a danger to the supernatural world.” “So,” Alin Costin steps in front of his family. “You really are of the supernatural.” “Yes, we are,” Master Tsertinand replies, staring the family straight in the eyes. “We’re witches from the Witches Guild in North America. Theon and Haden are from the Rexellen pack. You already know who exactly Theon is.”

"Wizards are strong. Even without Tanti giving him half of her powers, even without her making him hers, he was already strong. Wizards were made as protectors, so, regardless of how powerful a witch is, a wizard is more powerful. Both physically and in magic form. So, the moment Tanti completed the ritual, Alerick bonded himself to her. Which meant that Tanti was going to feel everything he felt, and even worse, the remaining half of her power would transfer to him when she died. They get trapped in the realm of spirits, which is their true home. When trapped there, they can never return to Earth.They lose their powers too. Alerick knew that, and was working towards it. He was angry. A brok

I am going to rip his fucking head off! “Get your lady Gabe. We got your back!” Tanner said through our link. I looked back to see him and Kai fighting off dozens of wolves that were trying to get to me. I watched as Thane nodded his head toward the warlock. Then a purple and red smoke started circling the table that Harper was placed on. The ground started to crack beneath my feet.

They bowed and left, the ground already humming with the stir of ancient magic. Tarin’s eyes sparkled. “We have twenty witches and wizards on staff now. All rogue aligned. A few humans too, brave little souls.” I smiled, watching the flashes of light through the trees. “They’re going to lose their minds when they see this,” I whispered. “They’re going to believe,” Lunaryn said softly. “In me?” “No, Dee. In us.” Tarin slipped her arm through mine. “Now, Alpha. Shall we continue the tour?” I wiped my eyes and nodded. “Lead the way.”

“Tully, Willow uses this spell that compels people to tell the truth. Do you know it?” “Yes, but Willow’s better it at than I am.” “Narcissa leeched all her energy.” “Maybe if we combine--” “No,” I interrupt her. “As it is, you shouldn’t be using magic.” “I told her,” Glenn says and protectively puts his arm around Tully’s shoulders. “But will she listen to me? Of course not.” “Excuse me,” Zael says. “Is this a social gathering or an interrogation? If you need the witch to tell the truth, I can mesmerise her.”

Just then Hunter scampered up to us. “I got his line.” “Which way.” “Headed North.” “Toward the WildWood?” Vanquish asked in surprise. “He must be thinking if he can make it there, we won’t follow him in.” Racer suggested. “We can’t.” Vanquish agreed. “Not with the wolf-hunting-Roamer there.” “What’s that?” I asked. “A troll. I think.” Racer murmured. “A giant. He hunts anything with fur and ears that seems like it might be a wolf.”

The creature convulsed before vanishing completely. Rael turned to the others. “We have to end them with my sword. It’s the only way.” Elior nodded. “Then we cover you. Do what you have to do.” Myrra sent another blast of magic, staggering the creatures just long enough for Rael to weave through them. He moved swiftly, cutting down one, then another, each strike consuming the shadows until only one remained. It did not flee. Instead, it spoke. “You wield what should not be wielded.”

However, bloodshed made the ferals hysterical with a carnal urge that they misbehaved with each other. After they had completed their depressing feat, they threw on their Fairy's coats and stared back to the bonfire. Only a few alleys away from the scene of feral horridness, when suddenly the two heard a disturbance from one of the homes. They slipped up to a window and stared inside. An old troll climbed up from a trap door in the floor amidst a pile of debris. Beaming to each other, Lord Colton and Jason placed themselves near the door, ready to trap these backstabbers. But they paused at a sight they had not anticipated. Someone they recognized very well followed the old troll from the hi

"Your mastery over elemental magic and your unwavering loyalty make you an ideal candidate. Will you join this quest?" Felicity, standing tall and resolute, stepped forward. "I will, Supreme Sorcerer. I shall serve our coven with all my power." Constantine nodded, then turned her gaze to Freya, a witch known for her unparalleled knowledge of ancient spells. "Freya, your expertise in ancient magic is unmatched. Will you lend your talents to this mission?" Freya, her expression one of fierce determination, stepped forward to join Felicity. "I pledge my abilities to our cause, Supreme Sorcerer."

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.