Wizard Forest Novels & Stories

When the wizards first discovered that the first dimension was habitable by them ,they migrated here to settle ,the wolves of the first dimensions saw them as a treat, because of their magic ,and abilities to control the atmosphere and shoot fireballs, they were afraid that the wizards would one day drive them out of their lands ,so they came together in conspiracy to wipe them all out, before that day ever came to pass , the chief seer as of that time , for saw this plan of the doom that was coming for them and how the wolves had planed to eliminate them all ,in his wisdom he instructed his wizards to all withdraw back into the forest ,where the dimensional gates where originally located ,a

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

I spread it out and looked at it, noting the steepest areas to avoid, and the sudden cliffs we were going to have to find a way around. We had to be super careful. The forest was not something anyone had ever seen before. The Black Saint pack had a map because of Zelda's father. The wizard hadn't been able to resist the allure of the forest. And when he'd gone in the first time and narrowly escaped from it, he'd found ways to fight the forest's magic, placing himself in danger countless times to be able to enter the forest again. Finally he'd made the potion that suppressed the hallucinations and gone in again.

But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.

Done hiding. The White Wolf has risen.

The ancient magic of an oak tree. ‘But the Zaeafranen, Raven?’ Wolf had a look of concern in his eyes. ‘Yes, I know,’ replied Raven, ‘a perilous wasp's nest.’ Wolf frowned in response. Raven took out the gray book, threw it at Wolf. ‘That must contain the solution.’ He told the message of the runes. ‘Oak, journey, gate, moon, balance, messenger. Inner Journey and Recovery.’ ‘In no particular order, I assume,’ determined Wolf, put on his glasses and flipped through the gray book.

Hungry. “Run,” Kade said. We ran. The forest blurred around us. Trees became walls. Roots became traps. And behind us, the cursed wolf gained ground. It was fast. Faster than any wolf I had ever seen. We broke through into a clearing. And stopped. The clearing was full of bones. Thousands of them. All arranged in circles. In patterns. In symbols that pulsed with dark magic. The Bone Lands. At the centre stood a hut. Small. Crooked. Wrong.

Never took another mate. I'd mistaken my savior. Poured all my gratitude and love into the wrong wolf—a liar who'd let me believe the lie. And the one who'd truly pulled me from that silver cage watched in silence as I walked toward his brother, then retreated into the Black Forest without ever saying a word. The Moon Goddess gave me a life to waste, then handed me a second chance. "I know it was you." I gripped his hand, my voice trembling. "The Black Forest border. Three years ago. It was you."

She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen. Lucia jerked away to earth, panting heavily like she had just run a marathon. Strange, she could remember everything she discussed with her mother. In almost all cases, she barely remembered what took place in the dream. That was a sign... The Witch-Wolf is about to be born... "And where are you headed, Jackson?" A voice trailed him as he sauntered through the thick forest after the meeting of his pack in the forest. He felt heavy because like all other times, he had been frustrated, insulted, and used.

' The last part was whispered but perceptible none the less. 'Ha ha ha!, your guards and the patrol men don't even detect the wizard when he crosses the borders. Do you remember the first time he made an appearance? There was a freaking trained werewolf at the door, the door Ryker. But he still got in! ' I threw my hands in the air as the last two words dissipated in waves into the space. 'Tamara why won't you calm down. ' He urged, making a step towards where I stood. 'No! ' I stretched my palm in the air to stop him from making another move towards me. 'Your role as my mate will not stop the wizard from fulfilling his heart desires. It will take more than a weak alpha to stop a powerful wi