Wizard And Glass Audiobook Novels & Stories

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Mason smiled with bloodied teeth and nodded affirmatively. "So now that he is asleep, what do we do?" Alpha Jaden asked obviously interested in this unexplainable event. "The Wizard gave me a certain book to hold, he said it contained ancient mysteries of the past and how they could be wielded in the present world today" Audrey revealed.

Without a doubt about the thoughts that were running through him at this moment, Will carried out the examination the next way, which was to start with himself getting ready to wear a black hooded robe with a phoenix logo in the center of the pin he was wearing. After that, he closed his eyes slowly as he began to recite the spell that had been in his memory for this action he was doing. A spell that totaled two hundred sentences if one looked at the book that every wizard from Will owned, the ancient spell book of the city of Dove. When the second sentence was read, a greenish black light emanated from Will's body.

Before going i saw my reflection in the mirror and whispered to myself, “Damn, your girl looks so fine. I’m not about to play with this position.” In about 10 minutes, I arrived at Vans and Sterling Company — and boy, this place was flashy. From the security men dressed in all black uniforms who happily opened the doors for me, to the gleaming polished floors and sky- high walls, I instantly knew I hit the jackpot with this position. “Thank you, Jesus,” I whispered under my breath, fully aware that it was only through Him that I had gotten this spot.

I just don’t know why my parents forbid me from using it but it appears to me that it will just cause me danger so I have no reasons in using so. “Happy Birthday Crystal!” A familiar voice coming from behind me really surprised me. The voice came from Kirk Robinson, my friend at Pyronia Island where we once lived. “Thanks for coming! Who are you with? I thought you’ll not be able to come but you did! You really are amazing.” Kirk gave me a slight hug before handing me his present. He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds.

Her hair lifted in a wind that wasn’t there. Something moved in the glass. Not her. Not the room. Something just beyond the surface is leaning in. The same wrongness from her dorm. From the shadows that had thickened when she’d flared before. Something old. Patient. Watching. Her magic surged toward it like a tide. “No,” she gasped. She dropped to her knees. Pain ripped up her leg as she landed on the broken glass. Shard bit deep into her bare feet, into the skin beneath the robe’s hem. Warm wetness bloomed, soaking into the silk.

*Flashback* I stand to the side and watch as the witch sniffs the air and calls Desirey an imposter. The pure joy my dragon and I feel as she makes her drop to her knees. Then she does something strange, she walks up, slips a glove off and touches a finger to Desirey’s forehead. The witch’s head snaps back and her eyes glow even whiter than normal. It’s only a split second but I watch as she removes her hand, says something in her ancient tongue and I see them all blink before she slips that glove on and walks away with Bjorn chasing her like a love sick puppy.

Damon shakes his head with determination and extends his hands, pulling me back a step, slowly backing away as the wizard glares, a strange, particularly green light flashing endlessly in his irises. "We are offering you a last chance, Damon," the wizard speaks, and Damon shakes his head, chuckling as he throws his head back, laughing slightly.

With a quick flick of the wrist and some foreign word, the smoke was sucked away as if it had never happened. “Again?” Barrett asked, sounding annoyed as usual. “I told you it wasn’t an exact science. I don’t know how this first wizard did it, and his notes are cryptic as hell. You try to read this shit,” Blake snapped, tossing a tattered leather bound journal at him. “What are we doing?” I asked, still confused about what had happened.

Zonda's POV This wasn't possible. It wasn't supposed to be possible. No wolf should posses such powers. It was unheard of. My fingers trembled as I cracked them. I started walking. Slowly. I did not know where I was going. I needed to gather my thoughts together. “What isn't supposed to be possible, wizard?” I heard the voice behind me. Clarissa’s daughter. I didn't know I was being followed. I bit back my words. I didn't want to reveal too much. It was too early to jump to conclusions. Nothing was sure yet.