Wizard Rocks Novels & Stories

If only you had studied the history books, you would have found out all this and put an end to it before it got this tough. It was when I finally found her that I met the man who took her into his living space and gave her food and shelter. His name is Christos Endymion, and he is a wizard, the last white wizard. We all know about the white wizards, it is said that they are spirits of our ancestors that keep visiting earth after they were called back. They only visit when they are needed and they don’t reveal themselves, except absolutely necessary. He only revealed himself to me because I am Alpha Keith's only friend and his mission on earth is to prevent his brother from killing his heir.

Another way to appeal to non-magic users to sell and make money. It took a lot longer than I would like to admit, but I can now proudly say that I can tell the difference between most common potions. Knowing that it is a skill that witches need to have in order to progress in their learning, I made sure to take whatever notes I could on each potion I made. A grueling process that has helped me better in another important skill. I’m also able to create the most common potions.

A dark energy emanated from the rods and the air around Azreon cackled with lightning. Azreon's eyes narrowed as he shifted his gaze from his sister to the approaching wizards. "You all are making a mistake following Zora," he said, his voice steady despite the impending danger before him. "If she comes out of that portal, nobody will be safe. You all will die along with everyone--" A dark surge of energy suddenly shot out of the staffs each wizard was holding, cutting Azreon short before he could finish speaking. Seeing the incoming blast, Azreon quickly raised his hands before him, creating a white barrier that blocked the attack.

“It’s not just the Huntsman that we have to take out. That wizard who can control people and force their bodies to do things against their will is running around out there somewhere. If he’s working for the Huntsman, then we have one extra layer of trouble we have to work through before we can rest easy in the solution we uncovered.” He focused his gaze on Justin. “And if that wizard is out there running around with your father, then killing the Huntsman is only taking care of one branch of the evil tree. We’re going to have to cut the whole thing down if you and Helen want to settle into a relaxed life together.” We all turned to Lisa. “You’re a witch,” Randy said. “How is this wizard contr

She has a nasty-looking bruise on her forehead, but she won’t tell me where she got it from. Cheerleader Barbie overhears my comments and gives me a cool smile. “It means you lot need the most work.” My insides tighten at what clearly sounds like a threat. “Work?” I repeat, slowly. “You wanna explain what that means?” “There are five islands, each island for a specific number. The island you landed on is Level 1. The island you are going to is Level 0. Level 0 is for troublemakers who need to have a watchful eye on them.”

Zayn bends back, shouting in pain. My arm shakes violently when I lift my arm and force my powers into submission, sending my silver wolves racing into being. Three of them get washed away by the storm within seconds, turning to sparkling embers that dance into the aether, but the fourth… she sprints, zigzagging over rubble and launching into the air, jaw agape, teeth of flame bared. She slams into the Grand Wizard before disappearing into useless ash and dust. But it works. I’m ripped backward toward the wall overlooking the cliff at the same moment the wall behind the grand wizard shatters, and he’s sucked into the storm, falling into the rubble below.

Their eyes were filled with fear the moment they realize I could now control these Wyvern. "Attack!" I yelled at the wyvern and they rushed towards the rogues, taking each and everyone of them out. Damon rushed forward to meet me, his heart panting really hard from fighting. "Killian is getting the Rogues from the other end of the pack houses. Can you take on George?" He asked. We both turned to see the battle becoming more intense than ever. The wizard was gaining upper hand. He had cast a spell to lock George in a portal but before he could get it right, rains of brimstone struck him to the floor.

The earth quaked as he landed. Jade stepped back, awe spreading across her face. “They’re… incredible.” I smiled faintly. “They’re more than that. They’re a part of me.” Zarok’s fiery horns gleamed. “Master, I don't you were brave enough to face the danger without our help”. Zarok teased me. “The world,” I said simply. “Ariel is building an army of witches and wizards. Her daughter, Melanie, follows her footsteps.The war we tried to prevent is coming.”

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

The wizard would strike his staff on the ground and casted spells aloud and the whole sky would turn dark with great light emitting from the staff and its ray beginning to melt the wolves. It eventually forced the wolves to vanish to the amazement of everyone who watched the scene. Once the wolves were gone, the sky returned back to normal and the wizard turned and smiled at them. "I had thought my sister would help but remembered that she didn't know how to diffuse the Inca spell" the wizard stated. "What is the Inca spell though?" Levi asked with curiosity written on his face. The wizard smiled and said "It is an ancient spell that diffuse mystical holograms" this amazed everyone and Dawso