Virgin Wizard Novels & Stories

Thank goodness Marian was away for the summer. "Who the hell are you?" I demanded, standing at the window when a woman appeared from the side. "He’s a wizard who has been searching for you," she said, casually shrugging. I shifted my gaze from the enigmatic teenager to the woman who had stepped out of the shadows. Her intense green eyes seemed to conceal countless secrets, and her indifferent shrug only deepened the mystery. "A wizard?" I echoed, disbelief evident in my tone. "You really think I’ll buy that?"

᯽⊱❈═ E T H E L ═❈⊰᯽ A villain, that's what the little dragon said to her, that's what he suggested to her to thrones, to avoid that cold, sharp fate at her core; that crimson sheet on the floor spreading. "Thinking too much, violet?" the dragon wings that were so familiar just landed on the balcony, with an almost theatrical delicacy. "Overthinking is euphemism, dear..." the purple-eyed one sighed as she said "this all seems so...strange."

His hold on me toughens as he leans down to set his lips on the top of my head as I smile bathing under the radiance from the embrace of a lover. "Are you scared to attend the infertility healing ritual later on?" He asks. Vůdce has invited me to this service where they send a direct prayer to the moon to bless my womb. It will be kept secret from the pack and it only needs to be done once but I heard from Phobos it will not be easy for me to go through. I do not know much of the details but I hope it brings positive outcomes and the moon shall hear our appeal. "A little but you will be there with me by my side, yes?"

Elise asked but Violet shook her head. “ Valdosta is supposed to make him break that covenant or turn him into a mind control zombie. She is also a world class hypnotist too. She is really good at what she does and she should not be underestimated at all.” violet explained and the both of them nodded. But before Bianca could launch into her own findings, a woman dressed in a purple hood and a hat made with webs and cotton walked into the restaurant attracting their attention. She began stumbling and walking into people making people to leave the road for her and before they could say jack.

The two guards sprouted their fangs and stared hostile expressions at each other. “Knock it off, you two”. Winston yelled zooming between the two. We got bigger problems than your egos. “He’s right you know.” The vampires looked toward the heaping pile of burning smoke as an Asian teenage girl with a long, pink mohawk wearing a blue, amber crop top. She emitted mystical energy from her hands. “Who the hell are you?” “Sardonyx Pryde. The last witch you’ll ever see”. The pink-haired enchantress floated three inches from the ground with an overconfident smirk on her face.

"This is Alora; she is help-" "I know who she is, and I don't want her here." Alora moved to stand, raising her chin as she looked down at Virginia. The old bat was one of the strongest witches in this realm. The strongest was an oracle named Raven, who resided on neutral grounds just outside the border between here and the human realm. "Well, if you would kindly give us your permission to pass your coven to the border, then we will be on our way." Rage sparked in Virginia's eyes as she flicked her attention to me.

It’s not every day that a devil marries a saint. I didn't answer right away. My gaze lingered on the flame in the fireplace. She wobbled up like my thoughts. I should have laughing. I should have swung one of my murderous aftershocks to him. But I couldn't do it. -She was not a virgin, I said, coldly. Luca straightened up slowly, her smile vanished as quickly as a mirage. - What ? - You heard me of course. She was not a virgin. A heavy silence settled. Luca stared at me, frowning.

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.”

“Let’s get one thing clear: they aren’t my coven. I don’t have one. No use for one.” Well, that was different. “Every witch has a coven,” I stated carefully. Vira scoffed. “I’m a freelancer. And everyone prefers it that way.” I nudged the pendant lying between us. “And if I hired you, would you be able to tell me where this pendant came from, how it works, and provide theories about what the fuck is going on that vampires are walking around in broad daylight to massacre wolf packs?” Her eyebrows went all the way to her hairline. “Well now. That’s interesting,” she commented under her breath. Her fingers hovered over it, moving slowly to analyze the jewelry but not making actual contact. “Ver

“Permanent?” “Yep.” I crunched the bacon. “Grandma says it’s unique to me. She was never turned vampire. She was just a very strong Wizard. No take-backs.” Mom reached for me like I might vanish. “Are you… okay?” “I’m fine. Sun doesn’t burn, either. Bonus.” I leaned forward, ruby eyes steady in Mom’s terrified ones. Dont worry I don't need to drink blood to Survive. The magic sustains Me remember im a wizard. “But I’m done running and I’m done with the feud. Today I’m offering Seras co-op. Equal partnership. Two families, one vein. No more kneeling. We share the spiral or we let it die together.”