Wizard 101 Novels & Stories

She could finally hear her mother call out to her. “Cherry.” “Mom.” “Listen to me please. Do you see the woman who handed you the necklace?” “Yes.” “She's a friend. I need you to go with them. They are there to bring you back home.” “Okay.” The Good Witch cast a levitation spell on the girl and she was able to get her out of the tree. Then she had Isabella's father hand her the water sack. She poured the contents over the girl's tail. Her scales stopped flaking and her wounds stop bleeding. The witch took out the shell.

The wizard would strike his staff on the ground and casted spells aloud and the whole sky would turn dark with great light emitting from the staff and its ray beginning to melt the wolves. It eventually forced the wolves to vanish to the amazement of everyone who watched the scene. Once the wolves were gone, the sky returned back to normal and the wizard turned and smiled at them. “I had thought my sister would help but remembered that she didn’t know how to diffuse the Inca spell” the wizard stated. “What is the Inca spell though?” Levi asked with curiosity written on his face. The wizard smiled and said “It is an ancient spell that diffuse mystical holograms” this amazed everyone and Dawso

Astrid’s POV: My saviour witch, Helena, stood in the center of a circle of candles, each flickering with a different colored flame. With her eyes closed, she chanted in an unfamiliar language, causing the air around her to shimmer and twist as if reality was bending under the immense power of her spell. Suddenly, a burst of energy erupted from the circle, sending a shockwave through the room. When she opened her eyes, a small object materialized in her hand, glowing with an otherworldly light. She smiled, knowing that her little ritual had been successful.

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.”

"You are abnormal." The wizard screamed in shock. "What's your definition of normal?" Giselle asked inching towards the wizard who walked backwards. "You are a coward. You fear what you don't know." Giselle hissed as she lunged towards the wizard in full speed. The wizard snapped out, regaining his composure and stood ready to face the wolf. He opened his palm and a purple smoke ball hovered above it and with the snap of his finger, numerous purple balls of smoke disintegrated from the one smoke ball and were shot in high speed towards Giselle which she dodged gracefully.

The floor sparkled, illuminated by the gentle glow. Enchanted by the sight of the moon, she couldn’t help but murmur, “Stunning.” The room she had always thought windowless now unveiled its secrets, revealing a glass pane that transformed into a large door, offering a seamless transition into the woods whenever desired. “I’m a wizard, and my existence is intertwined with the forests. I can’t imagine a life without them. To improve my skills, I must put in relentless effort. Thankfully, the moon and nature support me,” Hendrick revealed.

I chanted fiercely with her hands stretched out, I needed this spell to work flawlessly my child’s life depended on it, at first it seemed like the effort I was putting in was not enough, with tears in my eyes, I tried to concentrate, I knew this was the only way, the wind blew across the woods intensely carrying dead leaves from trees and tree branches, the wind blew in a circular like motion, once again my eyes changed colors from blue to gold but this time it lasted a while longer, the basket began to float on water like a well constructed canon but with super engines as it swiftly went out sight in less than no time, this spell weakened me so much I fell to her knees weakened by the spel

In a world filled with magic and mystery, there lives a group of friends. They're not happy individuals, especially given the fact that they're mistreated everyday by their peers as well as others around them. One day everything changes, the saviour of Magicia has come back, 2 years they've been gone, but if they're back on this planet what does that mean for everyone living there? What happened for the saviour to come back? Is it about the mysterious disappearances? Or is it about the giant chasm that opened up in a forest near town? Transported through time and space from earth, connected by a thread of fate, what adventures await this weary traveler next?

, his voice grew louder. I shook my head vigorously. "I can't do spells", I pleaded, my voice broken. A large hand reached around the corner and grabbed Trent's wrist. "Let her go", Prince Liam came into view. "No offense, your highness. But, this is a private matter", Trent growled. "Not anymore. You're in my home. Let her go", the Prince growled, squeezing Trent's wrist until he yielded. When his fingers released, the air burned my neck and lungs as I gasped and coughed. Trent gritted his teeth as he rubbed his wrist.

The wind shifted, carrying the scent of pine and something electric—something waiting. For the first time, I wasn’t sure if it was the world trembling. Or me. Phineas stepped into the center of the clearing, the grass bending around him as if the earth itself knew who he was. Snow hung back at the edge, arms wrapped around herself, still watching me like she wasn’t sure whether to be proud or terrified. The Wizard planted the end of his staff into the dirt. The air shifted. Hummed. Thickened. “Lesson one,” he said calmly. “Power without intention is destruction. Power with intention becomes purpose. Show me you can tell the difference.”