Wizard Liz Novels & Stories

I call, already knowing who it is. The door opens and Lizzy walks in. Her honey blonde hair falls in perfect waves over her shoulders. Her grey eyes are sharp, calculating. She moves with the grace of a predator, every step purposeful. This is what a future Luna should look like. Strong. Capable. From a bloodline that would strengthen the pack rather than weaken it. Not some human girl with no sense of the world she's stumbled into. “Alpha Warren.” Lizzy bows her head respectfully before closing the door behind her. “You wanted to see me?”

In return, Glenn demanded that Jake deliver Chuck, the instigator who had manipulated Blake into launching an attack against Glenn's pack. As Glenn drove, Liza sat in silence beside him, her mind drifting back to the days she had spent as Blake's Personal Assistant in the opulent office of Moore Enterprises. Liza, a determined and ambitious woman werewolf, had once navigated the intricate corridors of the company with unwavering precision. Her role as Blake's Personal Assistant demanded excellence that few could achieve. However, despite her tireless efforts, Liza found herself perpetually falling short of Blake's exacting standards. She meticulously organized his schedule, managed his appoi

Liza pleaded, her eyes brimming with tears. I shook my head. “I don’t want a life without Elijah. Nature won’t let me be with him, so I’ll write my own destiny,” I said before slicing into my wrist. Blood oozed from the wound, warm and relentless, but I was still conscious. Liza raised her hand to cast a spell, but Mason stopped her. “Liza, don’t! The Bennett witches are already after you. Every spell you cast brings them closer to us,” he warned.

The priest ignored him. “This is for the good of the realm.” The relic ignited. White fire. Heaven-blessed. Not powerful enough to harm a full celestial— But Lily was not fully celestial. And that uncertainty was the gamble. The blade was thrust toward her chest. The world slowed. Not because she commanded it. Because something else did. The golden-crimson fire within her reacted— Not defensively. Curiously. The blade touched her skin. White flame roared upward— Then bent. Twisted.

The crown hummed a lullaby in Romanian, Welsh, German, Japanese, and cabbage-scented love. Celeste Valentina Morua—14-year-old white-blonde Blood Wizard, Level 1, Crown equipped

"Because dead secrets are reliable." Ria laughed softly. "Oh, don't scare her, we're not killing you." "At least not tonight." She crouched in front of me, her smile still intact. "We're simply going to help Alpha Oliver realize what kind of woman you truly are." My vision blurred even further by every passing second, the room spun. I could no longer keep my eyes focused. Cole's face became little more than a shadow. "You've become a very inconvenient problem, Lilith." He adjusted his grip beneath my shoulders.

They argued that Leonidas was the issue, and my courage had seemingly resolved it. I dropped the bombshell: "At the castle, Adrian summoned a sorcerer named the White Wizard." The words hung in the air, and the witch's reaction was immediate. Her staff slipped from her grasp, and she slumped to the ground. Fortunately, Matamoros acted quickly, catching her before she could collide with one of the crystal balls scattered around. Concerned, I asked the witch what was wrong, while Lisa applied some ice to her head to help her relax. "We need to leave the north immediately, go as far away as possible," the witch insisted. I couldn't just abandon her in that state without an explanation. I argued

In the midst of the heated debate, Liam, Daniel, and Allan continued to weave a tapestry of plans and strategies to counter the unleashed wizard. Liam, leaning over the table, outlined his perspective. "We can't solely rely on the forest spirits. While their guidance is valuable, we need practical measures to defend the kingdom. Allan, strengthen the castle's defenses and mobilize the guards. Daniel, gather information from the surrounding villages; we need to know if the wizard has left any traces." Allan, the embodiment of steadfast determination, nodded in agreement. "I'll ensure that every entrance is secured, and the guards are on high alert. If the wizard attempts an intrusion, we'll b

Gwen said to them as she raised her hand to knock on the door of the leaders of the Dark witches in the southern coven. They stood there for a few seconds before the door was finally opened by a woman... the woman who opened the door looked pretty young and someone could easily mistake her for a teenager but she wasn't... she was much older than anyone could imagine, but tried her best to maintain a youthful appearance... her green eyes immediately squinted as she stared at them suspiciously... "Gwen," She said in a low voice, and the three of them didn't miss the anger in her tone... "Lisa," Gwen responded... they all stared at each other for a few seconds before the lady named Lisa made wa