Wizard Forest Novels & Stories

As they pressed on, Winter and June shared their knowledge of the forest's enchantments with JB, cautioning him to remain vigilant and trust his instincts. "The Whispering Wood is a place of illusions," Winter explained. "It has the power to make you question reality, to distort your perceptions. Stay grounded in your purpose and rely on your intuition to guide you through." June added, "If you encounter strange apparitions or visions, remember that they are not always what they seem. The forest may try to deceive you, leading you astray from your true path. We will soon get to mother." The group trekked deeper into the Whispering Wood, their footsteps muffled by the thick carpet of fallen l

Green as spring and just as wild. My chest constricts. My pulse hammers. The wolf inside me prowls, restless and snarling for release. Ours. The word rips through me, raw and fierce like a growl. I grit my teeth, fighting to keep the beast inside. No. No, no, no. She can’t be here. This palace is meant for the powerful: royalty, lords, and chosen delegates. So why is a witch like her striding beside the High Witch herself?

Yet when the auctioneer thought about who could be under the mask and hopped into death in ease, his face was drained from all blood, looking horrifyingly pale. This strong magical power, and the signature red eyes. Even though there are a few mythical beings who had the same colored eyes, this was the Runalia, the land that forbids mythical beings from entering. Meaning there was only one person who could have this blood-like eyes. No matter how much stupid person could be dumb, there wasn't anyone who could not know this very powerful person. He was the Lord of Warine Land, Mike White. However, no matter how frightened he was to the looming man, he was an important buyer who had bid four t

The dense, lush forest, that surrounded the fort, has changed beyond recognition. People, now a day, call it the dark forest. Once a mystical place, now you can only find ghouls and other creatures from nightmares. Even in the daylight hours it was pretty dark in the forest. The trees with their long branches looked like humans with claws. Wizertein, five months… I ride for that wizard, Jarden thought. He was astonished with the passing of time. To him, it looked like it wasn't more than two or three weeks.

Wolf! Damn, Jamie. You really are losing it. Her neighbors were out doing their own decorating, too. Some people put out fake bodies, others had witches flying in their trees. Still others had ghosts suspended from porch eaves or the limbs of their trees. Jamie had her own special effects - a ghost and a witch - that Mike set out for her.

Gathering my courage, I explained my purpose, recounting the words of the powerful witch and my unwavering determination to complete the tasks that awaited me. The man nodded slowly, his gaze unwavering. "Very well, young traveler. I am Zephyrus, guardian of these woods. The tasks you seek lie beyond this point, but be warned, they are not for the faint of heart. Only the bravest souls have dared to face them." His words sent a shiver down my spine, but I stood tall, ready to prove myself. Zephyrus extended his hand, revealing an ancient map that glowed with an ethereal light. Symbols and markings adorned its surface, depicting the trials that awaited me.

"A wizard has several Life to live until he's able to fulfill his prophecy. I haven't been able to fulfill mine and until I do so I cannot rest." We appeared at a forest and my ear picked up the sound of footstep rushing through the branches. Lyraa bust out of the trees and stopped the moment she saw us staring back at us in surprise and then immediately dashing over to stand behind me. The wolves surge forward advancing in their numbers and wizard came and stand in front of us. His strikes his rod on the floor and all the rogues vanished while others turned into ashes. "How are you here?" Lyra asked, trying to catch her breath.

Elizabeth was only now amazed when she heard what the white wizard and professor Hikkaido just said. With people? But aren't they people too? They seem to be people, the girl thought. The elves, like the stone ones, aren’t as beautiful as these creatures, Miss Edwards concluded. But she found out the answer immediately. “We’re glad to have with us the fourth wizard who’s part of the jury, Princess of the Western Tree Kingdom. The leader of the elves in the Western Tree Forest Lady Eyoween ... and the Lord Leader of the Elves Army of the Western Tree Kingdom, the Tbylisyum wizard who honours us with the presence of the students from the Elffas School of Magic.”

Elegantly dressed in deep blue robes, he steps around the desk. “How can I help?” He questions. His voice was deep and soothing, and his greying hair was slicked back into a low ponytail, kept there by a rope. “The King wishes for you to activate the witch’s amulet and send this girl to her own world with it to be destroyed there.” The Wizard’s expression becomes alerted to the words and steps closer to me. This was the first time someone had approached me where I felt no fear, I just didn’t know why.

"He knows everything big that happens. He's next in line, ya know." "You're right," noted Waverly. "But personally…" She leaned in closer to the kids who gathered around her, bringing her voice to a whisper. "I think the Crimson Wolf is a wizard in disguise." The kid stepped back, shocked. "Whoa… I never thought of that." "You never think of nothin', Tristian," responded the third boy. "Hey! Take it back!" The third boy grinned. "How 'bout I race ya instead? Last one to the peak of the hilltop is fried dog!"