Wizard Writing Novels & Stories

“Let me go!” I held her for one beat too long, then forced my hand to release her. My wolf howled in protest. “You’re playing a dangerous game, witch,” I said quietly, watching her storm down the sidewalk, chin lifted like she owned the night. She didn’t look back. There were wards, an old magic that surrounded the car she climbed into. Not subtle ones either, these were the kind of enchantment that hummed at the edge of my senses, prickling like static against my skin. Protective, cloaking. My guess? To keep its location hidden if she was followed. Whoever had crafted them was skilled, and more importantly, ancient.

'Wamlisia,' Kamryn sounded grim and I tensed in my posture. Wamlisia was an elemental witch, one of the two strongest witches to be ever born. She could control almost all known elements and she was also the one who wrote the book of prophecies. The book that now I retained and the world has been looking for it. How my mother came to possess it was something beyond me.

He pointed out that he was looking at his office. Hell, even the door of the office was broken. That was a different thing that Wylder had sealed the whole office with his magic after he was done with his dinner. "Can you fix this with your magic, or do I need to call someone to get this work done?" "I need a new desk," Wylder spoke because he wasn't going to use those woods to get a new desk and started chanting a spell. His eyes glowed silver when he used his wizard's power. The next thing Eliam knew, everything started falling into place.

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

“Prestoria fired its royal wizard because he was using his magic for evil. He was doing it behind their back and they had no idea until a worried parent complained her child was missing. Together they searched for her child to find her hypnotized by the wizard. “She won the award for the most beautiful girl in the world two years ago and he took her away. He was evil and cruel. They did not only fire him but they also kept him in a magic-proof dungeon. I heard Prestoria was looking for a wizard to hire and that was my chance. “I went there and they hired me but I gave them a condition. I wanted them to provide me with a powerful spell that would make it impossible for even the most powerful

When he was about to go to his father, he suddenly remembered the book that had suddenly appeared on top of his body, along with the necklace that hung beautifully around his burly neck. ⚛⚛⚛ "What is this!" exclaimed Aza when she started reading on the first page. "Hidden worlds are places where things that are not real come true, such as vampires, werewolves, mermaids, forest fairies, dragons, phoenixes and many more. But among all that, the highest hierarchy is magicians." "Because only magicians are able to control the life source crystal cube in the hidden world, it is said that only the eight cube magicians can trace the crystal cube's location,"

At least I have to defend myself. Harry occasionally glanced at Kirey who was already busy eating the chocolate-flavored candy. "But why did you get an egg score?" "I was too lazy to write the answer, so I just answered it from my head. Shorter, clearer, and more concise. Mr. Dani alone can't hear my telepathy Harry. He's just an old fart that smells of graves, come on. You're being serious. Face the creatures of the earth!" "Earth creature? So what are you? Satan?"

I tapped his cheeks, "Please open your eyes and tell me what to do? Why did you have to confront him?" "Your blood" he rasped and I was confused, "my blood?" "I was bitten by him, and a werewolf fang on a wizard is fatal, only the blood of a witch or wizard can neutralize its poison" "Alright, just tell me what to do" "Take a chalk, draw a circle and place me within it, then walk around the circle seven times chanting the karachika mantra, then cut yourself and let the blood drop on the injury"