Wizardly Tower Novels & Stories

All he needed was to draw the Magic circles, including the attraction, purification, defensive spells, and a few other miscellaneous spells in the magic towers. At the top of the magic tower, there was a Massive room made from Metal mud bricks and reinforced with bear steel. Almost a hundred mana pools were dotted throughout the room. Xasha stood with his hand behind his back looking at the massive pool that was slowly being filled with black viscous looking Mana. There was a relieved smile on his face. He had a few extra wrinkles on his brow and bags under his eyes. Making 1,000 magic towers was harder than he thought, even with the help of his mother and her organization.

The little boy kneels at Zayn’s feet, facing the young woman I assume is his mother, and bows his head like an execution is something he was prepared for. “Zayn,” I mouth, terrified, my voice refusing to work. His name cracks over my tongue. I might be imagining the way his eyes twinkle with emotion before they darken to murderous intent once again. “Please.” He turns back to the throne and the rows below, ignoring the numerous, disfigured bodies and body parts strewn across the tiles. The Grand Wizard fumes, fury shining bright behind his dark eyes as he grips his staff–the head of which is an odd orb of some kind that whispers a deep, dark blue kind of magic. “You are not welcome here, hyb

"Great. Let's use the dimensional portal spell and stay at home with your wife. You have to stay alert. Make a magic shield around your house while waiting for my arrival. I sense danger in this place. I will catch up with you after I'm done taking care of the problem in this messy place." "Are you sure you can take care of it alone?" "I'm a dragon. Don't underestimate my magic power, even though I don't have my jewel." "If you say so, I won't be on your way. Be careful," Hugo said, casting a dimensional portal spell that disappeared from his sight as he rushed to find Mitchell. ***

I had no choice I pulled on a clean dress and my shoes. Barely remembering to snatch the vial from my drawer, before quietly crept from my window. Headed up WitchFall Hill. I found myself aimed for the last place I ever wanted to go again. His home. The vial cooled in my hand. The night breeze making it chilly. It dusted the treetops, making them flow like dark wings in the near blinding air. The bleak building towered above threateningly. Orange flamelight emanating from windows just above the ground.

His presence commanded attention, radiating an aura of wisdom and mastery over the mystical arts. Tall and slender, the wizard possessed an air of quiet authority that seemed to emanate from every pore. His eyes, a mesmerizing shade of deep indigo, sparkled with an otherworldly brilliance, as if containing the secrets of countless universes. They glinted with an ever-present curiosity, forever seeking knowledge and enlightenment.

Height-19 cm. 9. Professor Hyle- A 70 years old professor in Witchward Wizard School of Magical Arts. Strict and noble personality. 10. Headmaster Dunston- A 150 years old powerful Wizard, headmaster of WWS. Known to be the key to many secrets of the Witchland. 11. Lady Georgia- A 55 years old dead evil soul. Negative energy and powerful Witch. Secrets to be revealed later about her birth. 13. Jennifer Lenin- A 19 years old beautiful girl. Duchess of WitchWorld, Daughter of Professor Stagrid, who was one of the main authorities of WWS. Stubborn and mean personality. Long brown hair, with brunette eyes. Height- 164 cm.

Even with her lively and lovely looking fashion choice resembling that of a doll, her expression and posture silently screams arrogance and 'keep a mile distance' at first glance. "I-Is that—" "What's so shocking, 'big brothers'?" That annoyingly high-pitched voice, there is no way they would not recognize it. "Zelda!?" the brothers blurted in chorus. Fourteen years old Zelda is a talented mage notable for her wide knowledge in everything animal and beast-related information. She is the adopted daughter of an old mage woman who resides in the town who is renowned for her healing skills and great mystical wisdom, which she provides for the town folks free of charge. Even at her age, her maste

“They might be on their way here … and could attack at any time now.” “You need not worry, Arth. Mornt’s Tower had kept us safe and well-protected long since we established our Second Encampment.” “What is this tower, then?” General Edric stood up and walked to look outside the arched window. “This tower’s mysterious magic had kept the demons away. It’s probably because of the wizard’s ghost that had lived in here a very long time ago. But we never had any encounter with any ghost in this tower. Sometimes, I just believe that the wizard only hated demons … so he would let us stay in here.”

As it is, no one could see him except, of course, me. All they could see is an hovering dragon. "Don't move, Megan." He ordered and I stopped. I was just few feet away from Mrs Spears and the mansion's entrance. "You don't need to try anything funny." I watched him control bricks with his other hand. Those bricks hit the workers that were running around the house. Dead bodies kept increase. The sight I hate most - "But too late, Sage." I half yelled as I ran towards Mrs Spears, pulled her down with me to dodge the charging bricks and we disappeared into the mansion. I released her from my grip and I noticed she had lost consciousness.

Geneva returned to the Tower of Merlin, the revered housing compound of exemplary mages. The Tower of Merlin is not really a singular tall tower but is actually a castle with big rooms filled with subspaces folded by magic so you can have a very big space in a single room since mages tend to use large spaces for their spells and stuff. She and her boyfriend, Gallen live there but he was formerly living in Sellsword's Keep, the residential home of assassins, but he left it because Leanna still stays there.