Voldemort Holding Wand Novels & Stories

Veronica's POV: I nodded, my voice caught in my throat. I watched in awe as Draco approached the suspended werewolf, his movements graceful and deliberate. He extended his hand towards the creature, palm outstretched, and a soft, ethereal light emitted from his fingertips. The werewolf writhed in its frozen state, unable to break free from the spell's hold. Draco's eyes remained locked onto the creature, his focus unyielding. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, evidence of the immense power he wielded.

I was sitting next to Zephyr on right and Reese on left. “Not wasting any more of your time, I will present before you the first round of the werewolf world championship,” Jihun drew out a wand. Violet and blue lights flashed out of his wand and outlined the circular pattern on the floor, materializing into what looked like a huge dreamcatcher lying on the floor. Tentacle-like threads sprung out from the hoop of the dreamcatcher and wrapped around all of our ankles.

"Lie down. I will call the sorcerer. We're going to make the bond stronger—immediately." She mounted the bed, flat on her back, hands crossed over her chest like a sleeping bride. But when Vladimir backed away, her eyes flew open once more. And weren't blank. Were stormy. Haunted. Searching. The doors creaked open. Vladimir towered in the midst of the room, his shadowy form wrapped in darkness and light. The Sorcerer followed him in silence—hooded, bony hands grasping a scarlet vial filled with a strange, lustrous fluid that seemed to throb as though it possessed a pulse.

Just gagged and moaned and let him fuck her mouth like it belonged to him. He pulled out when her eyes started to water, then stroked her cheek, his thumb wiping away a line of spit. “Good girl.” He lifted her easily, carried her to the black velvet couch, and bent her over the backrest. Her wrists still tied, face pressed into the cushion, ass high in the air. She heard the drawer open. Then the soft click of something mechanical. A low, vibrating hum. She turned her head just enough to see him holding a wand. Thick. Powerful.

I ask when they've finished tying me up. "So you don't knock it backwards when you're squirming," Nathan answers with a smirk. Nathan sits on the bed behind me, his leather clad legs on both sides of the chair so he has access to me with the wand. It's plugged into the wall and Nathan turns it on. I see why it's called a violet wand, it's got purple electricity going up through the middle which looks so pretty. Marcus dims the lights and stands in front of my with his arms across his chest.

'I'm going to count to five. Elia and Lance braced themselves after receiving detailed instructions from Henry. Henry looked his adversaries in the eyes, unfazed. The hands he placed behind his back, lit up as two magical circles ignited, but the glow had been obscured by the crowd. The wizard on the other side noticed a disturbance in the atmosphere. But it was too late. [Grass Volley] [The Vine Fortress] "Be careful!" Even though the mage shrieked, he couldn't escape the vine that impaled him on the dormitory wall.

“Becca, just try to do this. Phil is not the deserving king.” She closed her eyes and sighed. “No promises, but I will try. For that, I need to know where the potion is. It’s not in my blood because my blood contains poison for the vampires. A vampire tried to suck my blood for the lust of power, but he ended up vanishing into the thin air.” Lucas raised his eyebrows in amusement. “Nessa was right when she said that since you have the potion, you are definitely bestowed with the power of protecting it. It is a sign that the potion is with you. You are carrying it.”

Something that looks shiny. Hana again widened her eyes when she realized something was in Valdo's hand. Valdo is holding a sword that looks shiny even though the lights in the room are quite dim. Sword with camellia engraved on the tip. “What.. What do you want to do, Vals?” Hana asked, trying to move her body to get closer to Delldora "Don't tell me you..." Valdo smirked, walked over to Hana and held Hana's head with his feet

He looked rather infuriated with his sharp eyes so she quickly looked away. Chamberlain Hazi followed her gaze and clapped his hands. "Oh, here you are, the great wizard of Sarang!" He leapt to him and his eyes fell straight onto the glowing relic, shaped like a white wolf head, that was in his hands. "Is this it? Are you sure it will bring out the white wolf?" He excitedly reached for it, but the man was fast and drew his sword at once. "It will, but I would rather you keep your dirty paws off it."

They continued to watch this powerful sorcery while their jaw dropped in awe. Draxler was especially not left out. His eyes were reflecting the glowing weapon slowly separating into two. The Bow and The Wand. Vincent and Sabrina could feel the power tearing them apart but they kept on struggling in carrying it. The Weapon slowly rose in the air separating into two parts. The Golden Bow and The Silver Wand. They looked up at the bewitching magic. The Golden Bow disintegrated into bits of tiny light balls before seeping into Vincent's body through his mouth.