Wizard Fiction Novels & Stories

This time, he is no longer narrowing his eyes. Already, he is staring at me as if nothing he says is ever a joke. "What if I can't find myself even though I'm wearing that?" I inquire inquisitively, and he sighs and nods, "If that occurs, then the seal, the Vera seal, that is protecting your memories was not created by an ordinary wizard." "Ordinary wizard?" After reading a book about mages, my eyes widen when I inquire about them. As soon as I learned that these organisms have food chains, I realized that they also have a hierarchical structure in their lineages, to which I responded, "I see."

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.

Seraphina replied, walking from his back with a knife in her hand. The wizard's mouth were filled with blood and his eyes were slowly loosing strength. "We have a werewolf kingdom to take over, so let's end this." Seraphina said and turned around as we watch the wizard drop to the floor in the pool.of his blood. Now, no one will stop us.

Like the book knew me. I pushed that thought aside and turned the first few pages. Most of the entries were familiar types of magic—herbal mixtures, minor warding spells, protection charms, and potion recipes. The kind of practical witchcraft that most mages learned during their years at Rosewood. But I wasn’t looking for those. I flipped slowly through the pages, searching for anything that felt even remotely familiar. Anything that might explain the wings. Or the blood. It took several minutes before I found something.

A small vial glowed faintly, emitting a soft hum that vibrated through her fingertips. Zaria picked up a journal, feeling the weight of its history in her hands. She flipped it open, the yellowed pages brittle but intact. Scribbled entries in neat, looping handwriting filled the pages, chronicling the Wolfe family’s secrets: pacts, curses, and powers that spanned generations. Her eyes widened. Lucien’s power wasn’t just physical. It wasn’t just his strength or speed. It was something older. Something dangerous. Something… supernatural. The bond pulsed in response to the journal, and Zaria felt a shiver run through her body. It was as if the estate itself recognized her, acknowledged her pres

"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.

(Anita) A Wizard is a respected profession in Fantasma, everyone all over the world respected wizards to their core, and by the common knowledge that everyone in central continent knows, is that only those with noble blood can easily become a wizard, and for any of the wizard that is come from the commoners ranks. They had to be born with unparallel talent to become a competent and recognized wizard. In short only the elites can become a Wizard, for a commoners and a farmer girl, like Anita and Jana, that is basically a pipe dream.

Chills spread over me in response and I sunk into his arms, watching the wizard and his little one prance back through the woods. I haven’t met a wizard before but I knew they were naturally very nice creatures. Vampires live among mortals for easy access to blood but wizards and healers don’t need that kind of environment. I wasn’t sure what to expect until we stood in the middle of the thick brush forest, looking for any sign of homes or villages. Nothing was out here. The wizard looked up and Justin and I did the same, jumping back as a rope ladder fell from the heavens. The little one went first, her climbing speed unmatched by the older man. Justin pressed me over his shoulder and climb

The wizard was a bridge between worlds, a conduit of magic and wisdom who would guide them through the labyrinthine paths of enchantment in their quest to free Lucy from her enthrallment. As they beheld the wizard's awe-inspiring appearance, Darren and Maddie knew that their journey into the realms of magic had truly begun. With each passing moment, they could sense the weight of destiny settling upon their shoulders, as the enigmatic wizard prepared to lead them on a path that would test their resolve, challenge their beliefs, and ultimately unveil the secrets that lay hidden within the very fabric of their lives.

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 Damon