Wizards Of Oz Novels & Stories

WITCHES: THE RISING PLOT The era of witches is gone forgotten by all but a few who has lived through it. However, a teenage girl discovers her powers in an unexpected manner. With the unlike squad she has come to regard as family, what are the challenges they will face in a world predominantly governed by humans? Will they come out whole, alive, unscarred and unscathed? CHAPTER 1 PILOT Clara’s POV:

The Voice asked. "Get out of my head! Now." Azak grumbled. *** (Aurora) Aurora looked at her mom as if her mom had suddenly grew two heads and four more eyes. What the heck was she talking about? From long line of Witches and Wizards? So, what? She was like Harry Potter? She had always believed she was just a muggle, huh! "This is- it is not- it is stupid, mom."

suddenly his voice became high and full of emotion. I blinked in surprise at my mother's reaction, "no ma'am. He'll definitely be back, I promise. Me, and Royce . . . as well as Will, will bring Reyna home.” I said earnestly, without thinking about the words that just came out of my mouth. Mom squinted, "Will?" he asked in surprise. I nodded my head to make him believe me, "Yes ma'am. He's the young wizard who came to my birthday party wearing a strange outfit." I tried to remind my mother about the young man I love.

“What? Dad, for your first ever joke, this is a pretty good one but dry.” “No, he is being serious,” Uncle Al said. “We are wizards and our child which makes you a… witch.” “As in Sabrina the witch? Like in the Charmed series? Like Harry Potter wizards?” “I don’t know what those are but yes,” Dad replied. “I told you to keep up to date with the modern world, you idiot,” Uncle Al said, rolling his eyes. “Yes, darling, those sort of things. But those are a bit exaggerated and not in any sense, like the real wizarding world.”

Warren shouted, "Everyone looked up and crowded around the screen. "The basket ogress, some stories say she can bring herself back to life, and she'll bestow wealth on anyone who can capture her child," Warren pointed at the screen. "She's a giant," I know you are strong, Warren, but you are not that strong. The five of us would struggle to take down a giant." "Depends on the definition of giant," Jack rattled the dice in his hand. "El Silbon was ten feet tall. Can he be classified as a giant?."

It was glowing green. “Morning.” He greeted me with a smile. My palms began to sweat. My mom was holding a scroll glowing with a darker green. She was reading something. She muttered a word under her breath and dad stepped out of the way. Mom thrust her hand forward and the blue ball floated and it tried to get out of the grip. Its flame was slowly burning out. My mom screamed an incantation and she fisted her hand. The ball disappeared in a thin smoke. “Morning, dear.” My mom said putting the scroll down. I felt my skin burning. She turned to dad.

asked the man with the blue hair at night. "Maybe," ⚛⚛⚛ "Phew I didn't think the star road was that far," Leo complained. "I told you we got on the bikes earlier," "Hey! I don't know! Who said on maps too short!" Maybe now Aza's ears will be buzzing when he hears the chirp from Leo who doesn't stop. "Ok, where is the house?" Leo asked. "I'll open the book for a bit ... my God! Maroon, Green and Brown cube witches are gathered nearby!" exclaimed Aza excitedly.

Stella’s POV We run towards the edge of town towards the fire. I see my rune symbols and stop. I know they were unable to get past them. Then I see them. Four witches and a Warlock walk towards us. One of the witches says a spell to extinguish the fire. The smoke starts to disappear into the air.

“You’re not a magician. Close. But no.” “Close?” I repeated. “Well, on the surface anyway.” “Am I a wizard?” “Nope.” “Hmmm….” I had no idea what I was missing, and the fact that his hand was on me was distracting. “Are there others like me in the woods?” “Yes,” he said quickly.

said the orange-haired girl smugly before dropping her ruby earrings on the table in front of the quiet girl as payment. Sighing mentally the brown-haired girl stared at it knowing that they wouldn't stop going to her for spells or potions, or at worst their homework. Mostly thanks to the fact she was classified as the 'nerd' and 'bookworm' given how she would always study. Even during her spare time outside of class, she would often experiment with potions and spells to improve her knowledge in order to become a full-fledged sorceress. Despite being ridiculed and pushed about by others until she would often end up being made to make potions and spells for various people.