Wizard World Irregular Novels & Stories

She beamed. "You're lucky, may I know your name?" Without hesitating, she said politely. "I am Abel. May I know what you're doing here all by yourself?" Blair stared at her, her cheerful face dropped, Abel noticed this and quickly said another thing. "I had wanted to run away just like you but then again I thought about it. It might look quite unprofessional, I will tell you my secret. I had a horse friend who was human but transformed into a horse by a princess from the Wizards kingdom. We became friends for weeks, I actually enjoyed his talks and then out of the blue, a crazy elf fell down from nowhere and landed on the grass…"

You can be too, if you just stay with me until the end and listen very, very carefully. In the year 3012, in the reality of Earth 61235, more commonly called as the Majikku Reality, or simply the Magical World, it was rumored that the Dark-Cored wizards have started attacking again. There has been a century of peace in the realm people have become lenient and relaxed. However, eveeything changed when Light-Cored Wizards and Witches started dying.

“How so?” She got up and fetched a book before opening it to some pages in the middle. “Like I said before, I’ve seen some pretty interesting things in this long life of mine, and Eligor and his mate are high up there. Eligor is a dark wizard who went too far with his magic. He tried to create a new specie, but the spell failed and instead he turned himself into a botched version of what he was trying to create. It’s why their faces never stop moving. It’s creepy, and I guess it works to scare whoever they encounter, but it wasn’t intentional. When he met his mate, she was a different creature altogether, and he thought by performing the spell on her, which he’d tried to perfect over the yea

He was turning the page and kept reading the book, "Yeah..." Geralt added, "Okay... We are not normal...living...um...human beings?" she said while glancing at Geralt, "Yeah, I figured that out," I replied while looking at these three, It was obvious, looking at their clothes and this place they don't look like normal human beings not to mention they just pulled me through a fucking portal. Yep, a normal human being wouldn't do that. "Good, we’re high ranked wizards... you're in Wizards realm," She replied, as soon as that word left her mouth my eyes widened in pure disbelief.

Brenna did her best to keep running, trying to ignore the stitch in her side. It had been with her for at least several miles, and she was aware of her pace slowing, so she focused for a moment and tried to infuse some of her magic into stamina. It didn’t seem to work, and she wasn’t really surprised. She had one main gift, and that was the gift of Sight. Some witches had a multitude of talents, but many were like her, with just one area of expertise.

Because I can control the wind. Witches and wizards are divided into three types. Elementals who can control and emit elements such as fire, air, water, and earth. An Elemental can only control one type of element and they don't need spells to do so. This is where I belonged. There are also Casters who still need spells and wands to use their magic. This is where Aunt Kyndra belongs. And then there were the Healers. Of all witches, Healers are rare and almost extinct. They could heal others using their magic but instead of that, the wound or pain of the person they treated would go to the Healers. That was why they had amazing regenerative ability, so that the wound or disease they get from

Jaden is in the part that will touch the woman's soul. Jacob almost gambled his life to protect Claire from the soul-sucker guy. Jacob didn't have enough energy to fight at that moment. Additionally, he faced a spelling wizard on the astral plane he came from. Spell wizards are the most formidable opponents. When Latin prayers are used on them, they become fragile. "Oh? Why did you get up? There is still light." Jacob raised his eyebrows when he saw Zara in the living room of their mansion. The old mansion that his family infested. Zara was drinking a red liquid that, as she remembered, was called red wine by mortals.

His calm and confident demeanor seemed to reassure the witches, and they slowly nodded in agreement, trusting in the Silver Wizard's ability to handle the situation. The Silver Wizard, accompanied by three other powerful witches, ventured into the forest to investigate the strange happenings. As they walked, their senses on high alert, they stumbled upon a figure resting under a tree. The Silver Wizard's eyes widened as he sensed the person's injuries, and he quickly rushed to their side. As they drew closer, they were startled to see that it was a young girl, no more than twenty years old, who looked like she had been through a lot. Her clothes were tattered, her hair was disheveled, and he

“Um…she…she's a witch.” Jim wasn't saying everything. I frowned, clenching my jaw. “I doubt this witch can help in any way,” I said coldly. “No witch wants to help me—believe me, I’ve asked. Every coven has forbidden their members from having anything to do with me. But… thank you for trying.” I was already preparing to dismiss him as disappointment washed through me. Jim shook his head quickly, “No, no, no. Hazel is…she's rogue, like an outcast. She doesn't belong to any coven. She detests them actually. So she doesn't follow their rules and restrictions.”

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.”