Wizard Harry Novels & Stories

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

It was twirling and tried to entangle into Sonya's palm. "Sonya Duville, we have a destiny that we should complete in this your life time. I am your destiny, I am The Wizard of The Cardinals is calling upon your soul to entangle with my soul...in the power of magic..." Richard Cardinal stared at Sonya who was cowering in her place in front the hinged stone. Next to her, Clayton was bending down.

Making my back arch until my shoulders flattened against the table. Next to me the tipped candle caught the cloth afire. Blooming into an orange flame as he entered me. It spread wildly and I tossed my head to look at it. Panting nervously. “Don’t worry about that.” He waved a dismissive hand and the fire doused as if a bucket had been thrown on it. The black hole in the tablecloth smoking haplessly. Warlock magic. I yelped and clawed at the tablecloth. He growled low in his throat and stroked deeply into me. Withdrawing until only the heavy tip lingered inside. Then he eased back in. Embedding deeply again and making me gasp from the foreign feeling of being pushed open.

One stupid woman even said she would willingly give herself to him and make babies with him if he just gave her a glance. I also found out that he was the infamous Morgan Wright, the CEO of Wright Corporation and the heir to the Wright Empire. Before my uncle finished making his call, the whispers around me had already given me a vague impression of the handsome man, and I had also come to the conclusion; he was an arrogant jerk.

It would dissipate within the other ingredients, becoming completely ineffective. Maybe that's why my potion didn’t work before. I thought the last heart I picked was a little too fresh. Instead of trusting my gut, I overthought- “How have you been?” Her warm smile, although comforting, was also suspicious. As boisterous as Sungul is, she wasn’t a warm sort of person. I couldn’t remember the last time she wanted to sit down and talk. As long as I could show up for class, Sungul wasn’t concerned about my well being. Her goal was to turn me into one of the best witches in the country.

I replied. "Get dressed then" he said to me. I was giddy with excitement as I rushed into the closet and got dressed then came out to see Hades waiting for me. "Let's go" said as eagerly pulled at his hand and we left the castle walls. Hades stayed as close to me as he could, he was right at my tail and wouldn't even let me move a few feet without following me. He was the only one I could see around me, but I knew that several of the other wolf warriors surrounded us and were subtly protecting me.

Supressing my anger towards this mindless assistant of mine. "I'm sorry, Miss Siren. But I won't allow anybody to do wicked things to Young lady. I am Harry Spencers. I made a vow to myself that I will protect you in all ways that I can. I am just doing my oath." He's refusal make me wanna blow his head with a pan. He badly needed a good beating later. "This guy looks high on himself. Seems like he's been really in love with this witch." Claudia's mocking look gave me an impression that I want to skinned her alive right now. I'm wondering if she's not that smart enough to think about what Harry said.

“I cast a shield—just a basic one—but it flared silver. Not blue but Silver. And it didn’t feel like a shield. It felt like a weapon.” He exhaled sharply. “He’s corrupting your magic. Slowly rewriting it in his image.” I covered my face with my hands. “What do I do?” Before he could answer, another knock came—harder this time. Jason burst in, his face was pale. “We have a problem guys.” Kael turned. “What is it?” “Harry’s been seen near the eastern gate. Not just seen—challenging us. He left a message carved into the stone. In blood.”

Harry, my best friend, asks. "Yeah, you parted too much. All of us party too much, but who cares? Do you believe the werewolves would come into the city and destroy some of our men, knowing they are outnumbered? Relax. I think most of the vampire charges out there are having fun. Please do me a favor. Please get rid of Marilyn. I'm sick and tired of her, and she's a useless witch. She has become too jealous. She thinks she can rule me and has become too jealous. Besides, she could not even help us when Darius was with us. She made us look like amateurs, and that made me angry. How dare she drop us like that and make a magical wolf stronger than a dark witch?" I ask Harry.

With it, he could unlock the secrets of immortality, push the boundaries of life and cheat death, and ultimately bend the world to his will without being tainted by werewolf blood or a vampire's curse of getting burned by the sun. He turned to his trusted wizard, Jacques, who stood silently by the door. Jacques was a tall, imposing figure, with a sharp, calculating mind and a fierce loyalty to the Headmaster’s cause. There was no room for doubt in his eyes as he looked at his leader, waiting for his orders.