Wizard World Novels & Stories

"None can step into his realm unless Zen allows it," a witch disclosed. They had been looking for a way to break into Zen's realm, but no success had been achieved till now. Each witch they sought out echoed the same grim truth. Zen wasn’t just any wizard, he was the unannounced king of magic. And he would remain so, unchallenged, until King Aurilious returned to reclaim his rightful throne.

Janus wandered off topic and introduced something else entirely. "That's easy. A wizard just needs to master a Grand Dao and the rest will come follow afterwards. He will be reborn as one of the Lords of Reality." Dante replied. He gazed at the far distance to see the minute changes of a pair who was currently battling it out even at this very moment. One was gargantuan in size while the other was an unimpressive midget in comparison to the former. Since both makers wanted to influence nothing in their battle as even karma and time had been washed away from their epic test of might, so did the rest of the world move almost at a snail's pace in equivalent to both of their activities.

I replied. "Come on, let's hear it" said Finral, one of my mates. He was Chinese and very tall. Most of the other guys grumbled in agreement as well. "First of all, I would like to apologise for failing you guys at the... realm. I don't know what happened" I started. "George the second. His sword contains a numbing gel. The moment he cuts you with it. It will slowly make you loose all cognitive function. I knew you were done for the moment he cut you" said Matilda, she was a cute girl with glasses.

That land is right next to the border of Moonlight Kingdom. Abridge connecting Moonlight and lucky Kingdom through the woods of Zillions. Zillion is an abandoned land because of the mysterious disappearance of magic creatures. When a magical creature goes into Zillion, they are unheard of again. The Lucky kingdom abandons all creatures from going into the land. Lucky kingdom wanted to make sure that the aggressive creatures were locked out.

As he looked down, he spotted a complaint about a forest area leaving him wanting to groan. "Please tell me it's an orc or something ridiculous..." Skye mentally pleaded as he took a look at it. "Not even a single clue" Marcus replied as he shook his head. Skye meanwhile examined the scroll in more detail and felt more perplexed. "Something wrong?" Merlia asked as she got up from her desk to see what caught Skye's interest. "Remember a village had being created near a forest area last year" Skye answered while reading. "That's the one containing druids and some magic-less people who wanted to be away from skirmishes in Camelot. They built a home near the borders of Camelot in order to leave

"The Lunar Eclipse is still a month away. There's plenty of time for him to break the curse." For a moment, Waverly stopped breathing. A curse? Wizards and witches existed much like wolves and often hid in plain sight, but no one Waverly or her family knew of had ever met one. They were almost like folklore, just as werewolves were to humans. Suddenly, the sound of an engine starting outside blasted through the silence causing Waverly to lose her footing. "Did you hear that?" the first speaker reacted. Waverly caught herself and held steady as the hallway fell still. Her breathing laboured as she attempted to remain unnoticed.

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.”

Dunston said-" hello everyone, I welcome all of you to Witchward Wizard school of Arts. every year, several students get admission here. We, offer you not only the arts and history of magic but also the knowledge of life. every student of each year gets the knowledge you require as a witch or wizard. There are a few rules and regulations of this world you must know about. Which we will follow accordingly. Now let me tell you a story, the history of our wizard world and this school. About 300 years ago, our very first ancestor Lily Width, had fought for our people and died saving them. Her very own sister and the man he loved, betrayed her, they did not accept

A blacksmith swore loyalty to the crown— And the metal in his forge softened like wax without heat. None of it catastrophic. None of it violent. But undeniable. The laws of magic were bending. Not because Lily commanded it. Because her existence was recalibrating the field. Luke stood in the war chamber staring at reports spread across the table. “Spontaneous manifestation,” one general muttered. “Localized distortions,” said another. “Divine contamination,” whispered a priest. Lily stood at the center of the room, silent.

No mistake. I was just wiping my hands dry when my phone rang. A number I didn’t recognize. I answered anyway. “Hello?” A smooth voice replied, “I know this is Alex Watson. I’m a friend. Someone with power. The kind of power you need.” I frowned. “Who the hell is this?” “We have something in common—you and I. A mutual enemy called Lucian Knight. Work with me, and together, we will destroy him.”