Wizard King Grimoire Novels & Stories

“That is of no concern to you, wizard.” “But it is...” The wizard slowly pulled off his cloak. Golden hair spilled out, covering his face. Damien Wolfsbane’s eye widened, then looks down. “What do you want to know?” - The End of PHASE 1 -

“There are no excuses for failing you and our people.” He gave me a sideways glance and released me. “What happened? Why did you return without the Princess?” “A mutt intervened, Your Grace,” I said without detailing what happened. It was embarrassing enough that the mutt handed me my ass; I couldn’t tell my father that. “Son, you’re one of the most powerful wizards in the Khelum Kingdom, and you lost the one thing that could save our people to a mutt?” He roared, disappointment dripping from him like water droplets.

“I made a promise, I am not like those noblemen you speak of.” “Which is exactly why I will grant you your wish.” “For what price?” “That is up to me to decide,” the wizard said. “After all, you are willing to pay any price?” Philip nodded. Windsor raised his brow. “Your majesty, if he asks for your kingdom.” “I am not interested in politics,” the wizard waved him off. “I will do anything for her,” Philip said. “Just bring her back to me.” The wizard laughed again. “Real love is fascinating.” He stood up and walked around the fire. “Who is she?”

He could always trace where his lord was, and be called upon his master's wish but there was a flaw in this. He couldn't detect where his lord is when he forbids it or is unconscious. Ambrose had called upon him the moment he woke up but Sayo couldn't enter the witch's barrier. "The treasury and Imperial Seal, is it in his hand?" Ambrose inquired. It was the most important thing for a new King to be enthroned. "No, My King. It seemed Chancellor Hazi is being stubborn with him. Things didn't go his way." Ambrose nodded his head upon hearing Sayo’s affirmation. It didn't go anyone's way but that malicious wizard. Hazi would undoubtedly have been caught off guard, only an insane man would be ok

And the second-best thing that would happen after that would be if it were Ren. The wizard king stood in the center in his deep violet robe. It was trimmed with ancient runes that shimmered gold under the moonlight. A hood shadowed most of his hardened face, but Wayne could still make out the black tattoos running down the side of his neck like the veins that are impossible to go unnoticed. A polished bone staff stood in his hand, glowing faintly from the crystal embedded at the top of it.

uhn, said the wizard, " then we cast the lots and see if we could find one holy person, who will be holy enough for the task. When the king was informed of an easy way to win the battle, he called for all family heads, for a meeting, where he addressed them, of the new improvement plan, and a need for an innocent man, who will go into the jugular and fetch out the boy from the family of Awoditi family, he promised to bless such man bountifully and also any family were the man was born. The wizard will test the one that will be presented, and comfarm such Man's holiness. They set the day for the program, each family presented their man, and as planned, the wizard did the test, and all that wa

"We have traversed vast distances in search of your wisdom, venerable wizard. The king languishes, tormented by a venom that eludes even our most skilled healers. We implore you, with all our hearts, to come forth and aid him. Employ your unparalleled power and boundless knowledge to preserve his life. The consequences of the king's demise would reverberate throughout our entire realm." The wizard's eyes flickered with empathy, a potent blend of compassion and unyielding resolve. "Fear not, for naught shall befall your king. I will attend to him. Lead the way," their voice exuded a profound sense of duty. "Time is a precious commodity, slipping through our fingers. Every precious second coun

The guards who were on the right and left of the door, immediately opened the door when they saw the King coming. The king then entered, approached a man who looked quite old, staring at the blue liquid in a glass tube. "Felix!" The King called out, calling out the old man's name. "Ah! His Majesty the King!" The old man–Felix, immediately bowed his head in respect. Felix Grane, one of the many thousands of years old potions wizards from the vampire nation. He was chosen as a royal mage who is very genius in concocting any kind of potion.

My stomach tightened with anxiety. Elijah sat in his chair, his face like stone. Behind him, his right-hand man stared at me as the smell of herbs wafted through the air. In my time in the pack, I’d learned that Tobias, the pack mystic, had witch blood, which allowed him to use magic. He was like me, though I hadn’t revealed that knowledge, even to Caleb. I was embarrassed I couldn’t cast a simple spell, and meanwhile, Tobias was using herbs to induce psychic visions.