Virgin Wizard Novels & Stories

I said doubtfully. “No, my kid,” argued the voice again. “You are wolvire, the daughter of a vampire and wolf-shifter, who was born on the red moon that falls on the night of Kliwon Friday, a very sacred night for Javanese beliefs. You girl who is full of power, you can produce magic without incantation. You're not a witch, you're a descendant of the witches' predecessors.” I was amazed to hear that. It sounded strange and utterly absurd, but if it could help me stay alive, so I would go for it.

"Register your voice. Say anything." "Hi? I'm Victor." It was so earnest it almost broke my stony mask. "It’s a computer, not a person. But it’ll work." I logged him into the Vargas home network. "Go ahead. Tell it to move." "Just... move?" He was being too damn cute. It was grating. I steeled my jaw. "Say, 'Lexi, Blend.' That's the trigger." "Oh." A massive smile broke across his face. "Lexi. Blend."

Though she was a virgin, she knew exactly how it was done, thanks to the various adult sites her cousin Claire frequently visited on her computer. But this was the first time she had seen a man doing it live, right in front of her. Not to mention that the man was Ram Jordan—the ridiculously handsome multi-billionaire. And God forbid, he had no idea that she was there. ‘Live… I am seeing this live?’ She whispered again, suddenly feeling like she needed to pee. Her lower abdomen felt tight, and even though she was innocent, she knew this wasn’t something that could be relieved by just going to the bathroom.

I dig deeper into her wrist. “It’s part of the Royal Line. You are Royal and therefore your strength will show outwardly. He will be glowing red too. It will terrify his enemies and his beast will show no mercy. Please spare me my queen. I did not now who you were. I thought you were an Alpha Wolf. Please spare me my queen.” The witch begins to cry. “You kidnapped us and our young. How did you get past the Lycans?” I ask. “Virginia is my sister. She distracted them and we got you. She lead them to think you needed them for a meeting and I used dark magic to put them all to sleep. They are there,” She points to another room.

“No! You’re not fine. My premonition was right. I can feel it.” “What?” Vienna asked innocently, sipping a glass of water. “You’re pregnant.” Vienna nearly choked. She stared at her mother, shocked. “How is that even possible?” she whispered, placing a hand on her belly. “Don’t ask me that! You’re getting rid of it. I’ve already scheduled the appointment for tomorrow afternoon,” Vanessa said firmly. This issue had to be addressed immediately—before Vienna’s father found out. His temper was explosive. Everyone knew he was the only living wizard capable of casting black magic.

"Oh, yes! I can see what the fuss is about. She is very beautiful. Golden hair, bright hazel eyes, and a slim build. She is pretty, even for one so young.” He seems to be contemplating something, then he smiles like the cat who finally caught the canary. “I believe that she was a virgin up until a couple of days ago. Am I correct? It is a shame that the wizard will not cooperate. She could have been treated like a Princess. Instead, now even the animals will not come around her. Well, except maybe the rats." I try to jerk my head out of his grasp, as tears fell, but he hold tighter. I can feel his nails digging into my face. His laugh makes me cringe into Joseph, who has to shove me back.

“Tell me about this Zen of yours," Sean asked. A faint smirk tugged at his mouth, "If he's even real," he muttered with a tinge of doubt. "He isn't mine, and he is very much real," Violet replied, gazing out the window. "You say he is some wizard out for revenge," he prompted. "I think I've already narrated the story," Violet replied. "Not to me," Sean reminded her. “Wizard Zen is searching for the former king, Aurielus. He carries the Heartstone.” Violet told him.

She whispers a happy good luck to me before exiting the room of the Prince. "I sincerely apologize for calling you out this early Miss Snipes, but you see I have to let you come and help him. His enemy used an old tricky poison that's difficult to cure unless someone use the blood of a female virgin human being in order to cleanse the dirty blood of a wolf who has killed too many." I gulp down a lump in my throat when the wizard smiles at me and open his palm to let me give my hand to him. "What do you mean a virgin human being's blood? I should not be the only one who can save him in this Palace!"

All I knew was that she was Serene Vargar, his childhood sweetheart. She was supposed to be in another pack, but she'd appeared at our pack borderlands a year ago and had been by his side since. Together, they resolved all pack affairs that came their way. Her hair was loose and silky, and her lips shimmered with gloss. And with his coat draped over her shoulders, she was radiant and utterly dazzling. Every time I tried to speak to Alaric alone, whether unintentional or on purpose, she'd always interrupt with something about border affairs.

Damon held Harper with both his arms. The archers are in position and anytime now, the Red Blood wolves would attack. It was Marion’s strict order not to do the first blow, to let them offend. The Virgo doesn’t initiate wars, they only defend the people when they’re attacked. So this time, the Virgo men and fighters are only waiting for the first blow: the commencement of a long and serious war. Hector’s safe, at least Harper can free her mind from worrying about his safety. The thing about it is that the babysitters of the Virgo are also witches, so they know charms and spells to protect the babies in case they get seen by the enemies.