Wizarding Duel Novels & Stories

Her grip loosened and I fall back on the ground, coughing. I turned back and saw, Priam and Brad raising their wand towards her. Junnie was there standing with Brad's support. She hissed as she replied looking at them-" You think you can defeat me? You are just a bunch of stupid kids!!!". The war of spells started when I crawled to Jennifer and her friends making sure they are alive. I turned back and saw she was stronger than them. I closed my eyes and command the golden wand to appear before me, opening my eyes, it was in front of me, shining.

declares the warden firmly. "The first opponent is none other than the prince of the kingdom of Salizte!" exclaimed the warden, and my mouth immediately opened. Why should that prince be the first to come? I hate this duel already . "Prince Calix!" he exclaimed, signaling mother to stand up and create a portal large enough for the prince to enter. When I saw the prince standing in front of the portal, my blood immediately began to boil. He carefully passed the water portal, and as he entered, mother stopped gesturing, and the portal vanished.

The referee did a little hiking and trekking to reach Zeve and Hikari amidst the rubble. “Luna held on to Prince Hikari’s sword for over five minutes. So according to the rules of the royal duel as suggested by prince Hikari and formally accepted by luna Zeve… THE WINNER OF THE DUEL IS… LUNA ZEVE AMOR BLAZE!” He screamed, elated. The whole stadium roared with excitement, pride and all the emotions that the duel made us feel. Everything came out as screams and cheers. Zeve’s eyes met my gaze.

They traded blows, staff against staff, magic ripping through the air, pews splintered, windows rattled. I gripped Charlie with my heart pounding. “They’re evenly matched—this is insane!” “A draw’s coming,” he muttered. “Walda’s tough, though. How can she be so strong when she’s just skin and bones, eh?” Charlie yapped inside my head. The duel peaked as Walda’s lightning met Erasmus’s fire in a blinding clash. Then silence fell, both panting with their staffs smoking. Walda glared with a hoarse voice. “This ain’t over, Erasmus. Fix your mess, or I will. You need to back off and restore order - Or I will!” Walda said with a dark voice.

"Magical combat only. No physical violence. No permanent harm. No forbidden techniques. No external interference. First pair to surrender or become incapacitated loses. Violations result in immediate disqualification and potential expulsion. Understand?" Everyone nodded. Understanding acknowledged. Rules accepted. Lies prepared because Vivian's confidence suggested no intention of following restrictions that would guarantee her loss. "Begin." The duel started cautiously. Both sides testing. Probing. Looking for weaknesses. Building toward escalation instead of committing immediately. The princess and Selene synchronized perfectly. Their bond strength obvious. Their magical compatibility unde

The fight was against ourselves. Since we were just eight contestants, we were paired against each other in a duel. But the announcer had picked out rumpled papers in a bowl to know who we would be contesting against. For my first time, I was selected to duel with the senior that had bothered to speak with me after my victory in the magic prowess session. We were both surprised to be fighting each other, but we had no choice but to advance to the field when our names were called by Professor Zokel. We had been the last in the list too. The others had fought, and now there were only three females moving to the final; three and whoever would win this duel that was about to happen.

"If he moves toward Leo... shoot him. Magic or not. "I won't miss," I promised. Damian stepped into the center of the ring. Vor stepped forward. He swung the axe, the air whistling. Damian didn't shift. He couldn't. The magic of the temple was suppressing his wolf—I could feel it pressing down on us like a heavy blanket. He had to fight as a man. "Begin," The Crow whispered. Vor lunged. THE DUEL It wasn't a fight. It was a slaughter. Vor was fast for a big man, but Damian was an Alpha fighting for his cub. Vor swung the axe in a deadly horizontal arc aimed at Damian’s neck. Damian ducked, the blade slicing a lock of his hair. Damian drove his fist into Vor’s gut. It was like hitting a brick

But if I knew her as well as I thought I did, she would overpower them and make them do her bidding. Holden released a feral snarl behind me when Rona stepped forward, lifting her hand like she wanted to punch it through my chest and rip my heart out. The sound made her stop, and I raised an eyebrow at her, waiting to see if she had the guts to take me on in a real fight. Wolves challenging each other was cute. They would wrestle and fight to the death. But witches… witches held duels. All elements and magic were at play, and anyone nearby was at risk of being hit by a rogue casting. It was deadly to all watching, not just the witches participating.

I asked, my curiosity mixed with a growing sense of unease. Isolde's eyes held a hint of solemnity as she explained, "There will be a contest, Agnes. A magical duel, of sorts. You and Constantine will stand facing each other, holding hands. Then, you'll channel your magic into a spell that will clash with hers. The stronger witch will absorb the other's power, leaving them powerless." My heart raced at the description. The idea of engaging in a magical battle, not just for supremacy but for the very essence of our powers, was both thrilling and terrifying.

He will," Sienna assured her. With heavy hearts and reluctant steps, they exited the realm. ............... The duel between Atlas and Zen raged violently, magic streaking the air in crimson, gold, and shadowy black. Spells collided with explosive force, shattering the ground and sending shards of stone and molten debris flying. The wolves fought monsters, keeping them from disturbing Atlas under the ladership of Azriel and Sean. Fire and ice hissed through the battlefield, painting the wasteland with smoke, blood, and scorched earth. Every strike was deadly, a brutal clash of power and will that left nothing unscathed. But despite the knowledge Atlas held, he still fell short when it came t