Wizard World Irregular Novels & Stories

He struggled to resist the stop, his vitality draining away, darkness obscuring every corner of his vision. HeVox was a nightmare. This time he was standing in front of a large, black altar. Strange characters appeared everywhere. Above your head, a horned wizard floats in a large glowing disc, defying gravity with his magical powers. When Ragnar saw him floating. A beam of light passed through the wizard's clawed hand, but he made no threatening gesture. Ragnar raised his weapon but did not attack because he wanted to see what would happen. "What can my master give for your soul?" asked the wizard in a voice mixed with magic. 'What do you want? Think and it will be yours.''

He flipped through sheets of paper and alternately wrote down notes with his quill. "No, no, I got it under control. I'm a wizard actually." The officer sat up in surprise of what she said. "Do you mind if we look at your identification?" "No problem, but I'm not a wizard yet." "I thought you said you were a wizard." "I'm not, yet. I still have to take the Ranking Exam, but I am currently on-leave from the Academy." "The city has strict rules against renegade sorcerers..." "I'm not a renegade."

They numbered less than a dozen, but the average IQ of them had to be off the scale. Jordan remembered hearing a mage once at a gathering claim that the Tattle Creek Irregulars, as they like to call themselves, had created a magic that only worked in the internet’s ether. They could lose information as easily as they could find it. These were the people others would go to if they had enough money to vanish. Anyone from this pack could change lives with a few clicks of a mouse. The Tattle Creek Irregulars had posted a website that explained terms and traditions of the shifters. They were adding answers to frequently asked questions. The site basically acted as a place that humans could go to

she said in her mocking tone, hearing her words my eyes went wide in shock and I kept staring at her fearfully. Wanda then further continued and started telling me everything… every single truth about HER PLAN… ORCALE GILMORE REBEL…. KING ALDRIC POSESSION….. MISERY OF KINGDOM KESTHMORE AND MOST IMPORTANTLY TRUTH OF DRAGON PARAMIGINI……….or to be more accurate…. DRAGON OF WISDOM…..

"Allan of the Red Realm request permission to exit" When the dazzling light emanated by the golden leaves of the talking oak tree finally subsided, the group of warlocks was nowhere to be found. They are now teleported somewhere outside the premises of Iridos

Although many of their arrows pierce a few dragon wings, the zealots soon make their way to the grounds underneath the castle, -gathering their troops to purge the city of its royal family-. " Ardcore! They have landed on the castle grounds, -” shouted Bonnie. " Enter the castle, -” Ardcore said.”" we must protect the throne. - ” The Zealots break through the castle’s defenses, storming through the facility, and kill anyone in their path., The Iron Faithless clash against their sinister attackers. Throughout the carnage-, Ivin Wilde, the most powerful wizard within the Iron Faithless, faces off against the sorcerers within the Black Circle.

Receiving a wicked pommeling from the large chunks of debris the witch had cast in her direction, she was again unfortunate enough not to evade the next attack that was thrown at her. Another rogue wizard springing out of the fog, he charged towards her with a lance constructed wholly from ice. Hissing as it cut across her side, there was little Chiri could do as her magic retaliated on her behalf. Surging further beyond the boundary she had sought to maintain; it consumed the weapon and its wielder almost instantly with minor regard for Chiri’s consent. Nothing left of her attacker but a vague swirl of a dark smoke amongst the mist before her, Chiri knew as her powers acted out more wildly

And Chaos screamed. Immortal power equaled immortal pain and immortal fear. Chaos knew that it was returning to its prison . . . to wait another eternity. Its finger into the new world was being forced to withdraw. The last bid of Chaos to make a great and terrible war had been foiled . . . all thanks to the meddling of an insecure wizard, a neurotic young woman and a red-haired warrior's defiance.

"Why do you want to see her?" "It's personal. We only wish you could grant us passage through your gate" Ariana answered. "You should go back, kids. Alaska is not for you. Go home" The wizard made to leave. "We know, there isn't any rule which prohibits the entrance of children" He stopped walking and turned. "What else do you know?" "We also know we have to pass some tests and puzzles before we can be granted passage" The wizard nodded. "You know, what is at stake if you fail?"

Wolf! Damn, Jamie. You really are losing it. Her neighbors were out doing their own decorating, too. Some people put out fake bodies, others had witches flying in their trees. Still others had ghosts suspended from porch eaves or the limbs of their trees. Jamie had her own special effects - a ghost and a witch - that Mike set out for her.