Wizard 101 Novels & Stories

There was a panicked look on the Grand Arch Wizard’s face as the chess board domain of the hero spread throughout the ground. He attempted to move outside the domain but he was both restricted by the rules of the board and the magic circle he was standing in. The chain of destruction mildly clanged when the wizard moved his hand. “There is no use; you can’t go outside this board.” Harlequin stated. The Grand Arch Wizard stared at him, his deep blue eyes was almost producing sparks of electricity.

It was a puzzle, a final test to protect the ancient magic within. “We have to solve this,” I said, examining the glowing symbols. “If we make a mistake, it could trigger a trap.” Nathanial nodded, and together we studied the pattern. It was a sequence of runes, each one representing an element. We had to arrange them in the correct order to deactivate the protective magic. “Earth, water, fire, air,” Nathanial murmured, his brow furrowed in concentration. “That’s the natural order.” I moved the symbols into place, my hands shaking with the pressure. As the last rune clicked into position, the protective shimmer around the box faded, and the air grew still.

"My father would have killed me?" "He could have killed you just to help his little witch," He said facing me. "She fooled them into believing the source of the power she seeks was in one of the packs," "Source of power?" I asked. "She is a half witch," Hayden said. A witch? The priestess was a witch? I faced her as she smirked staring at Hayden, the priest of the moonlight Groove was a half witch? She tilted her head, folding her fist as she gritted her teeth, she walked closer to Hayden. They both stood staring at each other as they glared at each other.

In the midst of the heated debate, Liam, Daniel, and Allan continued to weave a tapestry of plans and strategies to counter the unleashed wizard. Liam, leaning over the table, outlined his perspective. "We can't solely rely on the forest spirits. While their guidance is valuable, we need practical measures to defend the kingdom. Allan, strengthen the castle's defenses and mobilize the guards. Daniel, gather information from the surrounding villages; we need to know if the wizard has left any traces." Allan, the embodiment of steadfast determination, nodded in agreement. "I'll ensure that every entrance is secured, and the guards are on high alert. If the wizard attempts an intrusion, we'll b

I push out of his arms and go down the steps, holding out my hands. “Elementals vocationem ore exíbit gládis acútus: hanc domun praesidio! Custodrie moneia malo!” I spread my hands apart, setting a line of magic around the house. The wendigo barrels out of the woods, sprinting right at us. Lucas leaps in front of me, putting himself in the line of fire. The wendigo runs into the warding and bounces off, roaring in frustration. It leans in, coming as close as it can to the warding without getting zapped.

As the clash between Oscar and Damian reached its peak, Oscar seized an opportunity to turn the tide in his favor. With a swift motion, he retrieved a gleaming, arcane wand from his side, its magical essence pulsating with power. With a determined glare, he aimed the wand at Damian, channeling his energy into a single spell. A burst of magical energy erupted from the wand, striking Damian with precision. The impact caused Damian to stagger, his movements faltering as the magic worked its way through his body. The disabling spell had taken effect, rendering him temporarily incapacitated and vulnerable.

“This is … different.” Quill looks equally surprised. “Y … Yeah.” The place is like a fortress, heavily guarded with counselors and students on patrol. “How are we supposed to get through all that?” I mutter. Quill is silent, looking around, and then he squeezes my wrist. “With a little help. Suzie! Hey! Over here!” His voice is a loud, hushed whisper, and a tall brunette who is pacing the grounds looks over in surprise. “Quill?” Quill motions to her.

I felt them all , I felt their acceptance . The surge of power took me by surprise , the grin on my grandmother's face told me she knew it was going to happen . What did surprise me was the fact that Haggen felt it . According to my grandmother through our bond bestowed upon us by the goddess Haggen was blessed with a small gift . He can tap into my powers but it's limited . I was worried it might freak out about it , to my utter shock he decided he was a wizard . The excitement on his face was priceless , he seemingly can't wait to practise . He was slightly disappointed to have to wait but understood .

sleep. I’m out before my phone even hits the nightstand. Somewhere far above the valley, in a place that exists between one blink and the next, Rowan Vale steps sideways through a mirror that isn’t there. He reappears in the obsidian hall of the Monastery, coffee finally cold, jacket smelling faintly of geothermal steam and 1920s gin. The First Wizard “One” waits beneath the starlight ceiling. One (voice like galaxies colliding): “Report.”

I went outside and started to water the flowers in the garden, trying to find some peace, but nothing could take my mind away from it. Just as I was returning to my room, I heard voices at the front door. I moved sneakily toward it and saw the Wizard King and the Alpha. “It is not perfected yet” the Wizard King said. “We still need that ingredient” “You’ll get it but what can we do now?” the Alpha asked. “Use this. Just like the last time” the Wizard King instructed and the Alpha nodded. “Are you spying?” I flinched at the sound of a child’s voice by my side. I turned to my side to see the Wizard King’s daughter, Winnie by my side. She looked up at me with curious eyes.