Wizard Forest Novels & Stories

"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!"

Ezra had also received his opponent's wild declaration of war. He closed his eyes slightly, speculating on his opponent's exact direction. Windy and Nolan also heard howls filled with declarations of war. The instincts of a Wolf warrior didn't let them have the slightest thought of backing down. They both spun in unison as they flew in Ezra's direction. All the creatures in the forest are afraid to return to their lair because the mystic declares war. The forest was suddenly frighteningly silent, and it was possible to see the danger lurking in that atmosphere.

Zelda admitted. It was given to her by her Master upon the day of her departure for the Selection. Confused, she thought that maybe some of her screws got totally loose and forgot she specializes in Beast and Spirit Manipulation. But despite it being utterly useless to her, she did not say anything and went on. "I-I will do my best! Hmm, what should I—" "Is your uncle Felix still on the Dragon Sanctuary?" "Yep. What about him?" "Give me a dragon egg if you lose."

Helpless, weak and feeble as he wept. Bound by chains made of dark energy. The whispers grew louder, more suffocating. Then, silence.. Everything ceased and was now normal. The vision snapped away, and Radolf gasped, his hand gripping the edge of the broken table for support. His heart pounded violently. “What… what was that?” he growled. The wizard simply looked at him. “A warning! A warning from the goddess herself” He sighed then continued “I wonder what The Alpha of Empber Wolves Pack did that made the Goddess hide herself from the wolves" He taunted.

Everyone was. I raised my hand, and she dropped to the ground, asleep. Keith tried running up to us, but he also fell asleep. Everyone collapsed onto the floor as I placed my hand on the wolf’s head and the other on Zephyr’s head. I looked the wolf in her eyes and asked her to lend me her strength. She lowered her head in agreement as I said the spell used only once before to send the world into chaos.

No one would be paying much mind to a rotting old house in the south-side of the city. The stench of rot burned my nose as I trudged my way down to the basement, the floorboards whining with every step I took. Before my candle even lit my path, I could hear his deep, aching groans. “Gods, what took you so long?” he moaned. “I’ve been stabbed. I need medical attention!” “Stabbed?” I asked, more curious than outraged. “By who?” “The girl,” said the wizard. “Send me out of Orheroad. I used magic to stop the bleeding, but you must send me out of this place. I’m needed back at the Divine Spirit as quickly as possible.

Unknown Location ‘Eva may be the mirror’s chosen, but he was the one who made it.’ The candle’s flame does not flicker, even though the wind howls outside the stone walls. The tower stands tall and still, hidden in a forgotten fold of the world where time runs sideways and memory lingers like dust on every surface. The White Wizard sits cross-legged within a ring of runes, hand-carved over centuries into the floor’s cold stone. His breath is slow. Steady. His fingers hover just above the crystal pool in front of him. The surface begins to stir.

His foot was glued on the ground while the beast moved at a deadly pace going down the wide cracked stairs towards their direction. “That is Harewyn, guardian of this forest. We are near the mountain boundary of Mirasaen and Velidia. I’ll be using the Vanire more or less four times to conserve my energy. The Winter Region is a bit far if you are going to travel by horse. Maybe it will take you a week.” “That far?” His eyes broadened. He must learn how to use the transportation magic so that traveling in this world would be handy. Winzi giggled. “You dream about learning the Vanire, but I highly doubt it. Mortal can’t use that kind of power even you can wield magic.”

The name given must have a reason. “I don’t know.” The professor said. Ares left the professor feeling more distressed than before. Where could he find the information he needed? He rode fast down the road, through the woods, and over the bridge until he was finally back in the castle. He spent the rest of his day reading every book about werewolfs in the library. He noticed that many of them were taken. It must be Aria. His heart sank thinking of her again. Between the agonizing thoughts and feelings and the processing of all the information he was reading, he somehow fell asleep. In his dream, he saw his younger self drowning.

“You do not really have to do this if you can’t.” “No, I would like to do this and save Mukura and vengeance for my father!” “Okay, let us begin with your specialty and if I recall correctly it is lightning?” She begins teaching him the basics of using lightning. Meanwhile, Mukura is arrives at her destination, at the White Witch Enchanted Forest, also known as the Alabaster Weald. “Well this is a bummer! I was hoping there was nothing that would try to hinder, but either way this is going to be fun!” she lays her hand on the barrier and opens up a part where she only can fit in.