Wizard Oc Novels & Stories

I listen to Osman talking about politics with my dad and at the same time, I want to take a sip of the tea. Eww, it's so gross!! I want to spill it out but I can't! ... (to be continued)

I immediately read the ingredients and tried to familiarize the steps myself. “At exactly midnight, put the ingredients together in a pot. Should be in order according to the list. The heat should come from the trunk of a fifty-year-old oak tree. Simmer while reading the enchantment until the color fades. It should be as clear as water. Cool down before serving.” The procedure seemed easy but the power it carries could alter someone’s fate. By then, I decided to risk my life and become a real witch. -- My farewell including my reasons of taking this path was written in a piece of cloth. I used charcoal as my ink and my handkerchief as my paper. After I put the letter on the table, I held on

the third one asked in alarm, to his dismay the lady shook her head. ~ Skye using his magic opened Anberine’s room, moving to her bed he lightly placed the dazed girl onto it before rushing towards her medicine cabinet. “Where is it? Where is it?” Skye searched the labels of the bottles briskly before snatching a small purple vial containing a brown cork stopper. Next Skye grabbed a worn basin and filled it with water, placing a white worn towel on his shoulder he rushed over towards Anberine who was wincing a bit more as she placed a hand to her right eye.

And now he was there with him again, witnessing the beginning of something new in his life. The wizard stood on his feet with a long stretch. “Don't do anything stupid,” he said. “Your body still needs rest. No running into trouble.” Wayne nodded, but they both they know he wasn't going to listen. The wizard left through the back door, with his robes trailing behind him like smoke and ghost. Wayne stood from the bed and moved to the window. Everything was beginning to make sense to him now; the sudden intense body heat, his joints and muscles twitching under the surface, and the overwhelming need to run.

In shades of pastels and whites, colorful patterns of stripes and checkered decorated the thin cloth that made up the outfit. Most days, I kept it simple. Appropriate enough to wear under my cloak, but still had some semblance of me. A tight bodice that molds to my breast and stomach. It’ll flare from the waist down, and usually stops a few inches above my knees. I’ll be wearing my favorite pair of heels. Comfortable enough to travel in and sturdy enough to handle the day to day tasks of a learning witch. The heel is long, yet a nice thickness that didn’t make it look too blocky.

should I go over and say hi? won't I look stupid? what is he doing here, to begin with, I mutter to myself? Andrew looked in my eye direction and saw Alex and his lips formed "Oh". guess he knew who he is after all. great! I inwardly patted myself. I look around for Peace to help out but she is nowhere to be found. Amazing! just what I needed right now. " Do you want to talk to him? Andrew asked." "I think it's a bad idea."

Oswic replied, beaming. He went silent as Lacot struttled to the front door and out before continuing his lecture, “We have Tofras, the breed to which I belong that bewitch and beguile. I - am a wizard - the last of my kind -” “Excuse me, sir -” Cwena started but was cut short.

The cauldron’s glow faded, the air thick with smoke and dread. Carter let out a forced laugh. “Well, that’s comforting.” But his voice sounded different — lower, uncertain. And though he smirked, I could see something flicker in his eyes… something I’d never seen before. “But I’m merely a half-blind witch,” the Oracle said with a sly, knowing grin, her single green eye glinting in the glow of the cauldron. “I can only stir the pot, whisper to the shadows, and glimpse fragments of what’s to come. But you…” Her gaze lingered on me, then Carter. “You’ll need guidance far greater than mine. Seek the First Wizard — the oldest of our kind. He dwells at the edge of the kingdom village, in a hut the

"but it was about to close now ZORNZON the owner of the maze doesn't have too much power for more than one hour. And once it's close the creature inside of it collides and it's hard for you to survive." The SORJON elder shout when I was about to enter. I saw that Wulfsige is struggling too and really want to get inside of the maze but his being held by the two elder and his hands looked chain. I want to ask but that was not the right time. I need to get inside of the maze! When I got inside I saw Wulfsige make it too. And one single move he uncuffs his hand from whatever invisible chain in his hands. And we saw Lyca walking closer to us in slow motion. I and Wulfsige look at the entrance and

She walked to the center of the field that could house two or three huge farms standing there. The sorcerer walked towards her and he drew a circle around her. He moved back and Aeris just stared confusedly at him. "What's the circle needed for." She asked. "Number 1, do not come out of the circle no matter what, and number two, questions comes after" The sorcerer said and she nodded. " Wolf Discovery is a very crucial aspect of magic and in fulfilling that, you must obey every instruction that is spelled out to you without complain and follow every given steps as well without complains" The sorcerer said and Aeris took a deep breath.