Wizard Cookie Novels & Stories

The Silver-haired wolf they had encountered was a level one Warcraft, but the silver wolf hunted more often in groups making it difficult for some beginners to face the Silver-haired wolf pack. Now Aza and Nelson are alone against the White Tiger who is in Warcraft level two intermediate. Three levels above the Silver Haired Wolf which was a level one Warcraft. The arrow that Aza misses because the White Tiger has a high defense power, but it is different from the wind knife that Nelson will shoot. Sreet! The roar of the White Tiger echoed one kilometer from the place, making several birds that were relaxing on the tree trunk leaving the tree afraid that their next target would be them.

I asked everyone. “We do have Wendy’s mate Vor. She is a white witch. She has tried but whoever the witch is that is helping this group is strong. Vor can’t pick anything up, so they blocked their tracks really well. They must have used scent blockers or something too because there was no scents left behind.” Dev said.

After that, the three of them walked side by side and browsed through some of the stalls in the city. While browsing, Henry was attracted by a particular stall… The stall’s name was ‘You Definitely Can’t Afford It…’. Intrigued, Henry walked up to the stall and clicked on it. There was a white magic wand in the stall… The magic wand was beautiful. The lower section was a shiny, silver shaft, while the upper section was a silver crown. There was a pretty, silver, starlight effect around the magic wand. It looked ethereal. This magic wand belonged to the Counselor class…

Off-limits obviously means arousing as fuck to me. "Alright," I hold up the marshmallow I put on a stick to Riley. "Hold this over the flame and let it get nice and toasted, burnt if you want. When it's done, we'll stick it in between this chocolate and a graham cracker. That's a s'more." "It's good," Hadley reassures her. "You'll like it, I promise." I grip my hand over her small one to help her hold it steady. Her look of concentration reminds me of Hadley and I can't keep the smile off my face. "You want it toasted or burnt?"

Wiz doesn't investigate anymore after that because she's not the kind to pry into people secrets. Even she has some secrets on her own. Wiz - T-then here's your tea. Sorry for the wait. Then she served the tea on the table and Issei head back to the table. Issei just calmly drink her tea and he doesn't complain even though it's quite cold. Wiz knows that the tea is cold because she can't serve hot beverages nor food because she's an undead and her magic skills consist of type. Wiz - I-I'm sorry that the tea is not hot...

Nearly one year went by since my visit. I walked ever closer, very slowly, quite cautiously, because it might just vanish if I moved far too fast. With careful folding, a navy paper bundle sat quite neatly by the box. That felt deliberate somehow, contorting something way down in me. The lid was then lifted after the ribbon was untied at first. Quickly, I detected chestnut, honey, and orange zest. My favourite. They only ever made a seasonal speciality on Mondays. A sprinkle made of powdered sugar with orange zest glaze completes a citrus cream topped delicate sponge. It was not possible for me to prevent it. A lump formed right in my throat.

I want to use my magic on him, but I need to know what I'm up against first. "He has a witch that stays hidden. She's put some sort of protection spell on him, so I haven't been able to stop him. However, we may be able to defeat him if we use our magic together." She looks at me desperately. I nod at her. We need a distraction. "Docia says Chris has a witch working with him, but she stays hidden. She hasn't been able to do anything to him with her magic alone, but we want to try using our magic together. We need a distraction so she can get away from him first." I tell them.

Pierre was a cool guy, and the fact he’d paid attention made me smile. On the second level of the card there were some snacks and muffins with a note that said ‘get well soon’ that I picked up and set aside. When I did, I saw a very fancy looking chocolate drizzled croissant, and I picked it up and took a bite. It tasted good, but then when I took a second bite, I felt a weird texture in between my teeth. I pulled the croissant away from my mouth and saw a red piece of paper inside, and I carefully pulled it out.

“And your friend… he’s no longer just Carter Fisher.” A cold chill slithered down my spine. I swallowed hard, but my voice came out as barely a whisper. “Then what is he?” The Wizard met my gaze—steady, unblinking. "The beginning of the Wicked.” “He wouldn’t give in to that,” I bit out, the words laced with disbelief. “Carter’s stronger than that—he wouldn’t let something like this take him.” The Wizard exhaled a slow, weary sigh, his pipe smoke curling in the dim light. “Child…” His tone had changed—softer, almost pitying. “He hasn’t told you anything, has he?”

She replied and they nodded in response. “Your orders, please?” A waitress in a knee length skirt with her shirt tugged under, stood infront of us with a notepad in her hands. Her pale complexion complemented her bright green eyes. In other words, she was drop dead gorgeous. Oh how I wish I had those green eyes. “Uh just a vanilla coco shake for me and Selena.” I replied for both us. Whilst the boys gave her there order. Kiel openly flirting with her making her go red.