Wizards Of Waverly Place Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I know I want to sit down and talk to Xavier and when I saw him passing by the hallway, I just thought of following him. I don’t certainly know what kind of wizardry Xavier has put under me but I’m not even complaining about that. The point is, I really do like him and I really do want to throw myself in his arms and kiss him like there’s no fucking tomorrow. I never would’ve imagined that I would say that to myself and it might sound crazy to most people but I don’t give a single crap about it. After hating him for a long while, now I’ve been put under his magical spell. I followed Xavier’s footsteps outside of the school and I eventually took the journey and stalked him until he got to thi

She didn’t know why his words were affecting her so much. ‘This Alpha has definitely done some kind of magic on me, because of which I’m feeling this way.’ She again blamed Wylder for everything. Well, she wanted someone whom she could blame for everything that was happening to her. And what could be better than blaming a wizard? “Deal.” Arabella agreed, but she doubted that there was an IVF system in werewolves as well. “I.. IVF is possible in werewolves? I mean, I have heard from the Omegas with whom I used to stay that Alphas like to fuck the breeder until she gets pregnant, and their Lunas have no problem with it as no emotions are attached in… you know.”

she grinned. Xavier's interest piqued. Now that was some good news seeming that the humans would be coming by the end of this week and he knew that no matter how mischievous she was, her spells were strong and effective. She was a true queen of the world of witches and wizards; he thought proudly. "What spell have you used?" Xavier quizzed. "It's a spell that manipulates anyone who goes near the place that's under that spell, they will immediately go somewhere else" Jade replied while looking at her manicured nails.

Ryan added, voice thick with want. By the time the warning bell rang for fourth period, the whispers had solidified into a shared obsession. Every boy who had been in that Literature class carried the same burning image. Back in the hallway, Jake clapped Tyler on the shoulder. “Next class is in two days. How the fuck are we supposed to focus knowing we all want to rail our teacher?” Tyler smirked. “We don’t. We just enjoy the view… and dream about what we’d do if we ever got the chance.”

Ana I creep out of the bedroom quietly. Ryan's still asleep, but I had a dream about waffles last night and I have the power to make those dreams come true. I open the cabinet and reach for the waffle iron up on the top shelf. Ryan must have been the one to put it away last, because it's just barely out of my reach. I stand up on tippy-toes, my fingers grasping for the handle on the end. My finger brushes it. So close! I close my eyes in concentration.

“So what I’m hearing is she placed a love spell on Ezra to keep herself in your circle, so she could get to Bella.” “That’s what It sounds like, but if she was just after me, why wouldn’t she just go after me while I was asleep? We were roommates, and I slept in my room most of the time. Well, when we first got there anyway.” Aunt Violet gave me a look, “We’ll get to that lecture later. Let me go mix up the reversal potion. I can tell the spell on you is starting to wear off on its own, but the potion will help to get rid of it faster. Especially now that both of my boys are in love with her. I don’t think any of us want to sit here and watch Tater steal your girl. Zadie, come with me. You c

On my eighteenth birthday, I received a Wishing Willow. My father and mother were beside themselves with excitement. They wanted to wish for my dead sister Chloe to return to this world. My face went pale. I pointed at the rules printed on the packaging. "According to the rules, making a wish requires an equal exchange of value..." But they just scolded me, dissatisfied. "If Chloe hadn't died, you never would have been born." "You've been living in your sister's room all these years, using everything that was hers. You owe her." Even my fiancé Damian took my hand and said: "I looked into the Wishing Willow. The cost won't be that great." "Chloe and I grew up together. She's your sis

A new sentence forms, the letters bold and clear. Your teacher awaits. Enter the sanctuary of wizards, Alanza Verity. I stare at the word 'wizards' until my eyes hurt. "Wizards? Are you kidding me?" What is it? Sombra asks. "It says I need to find a sanctuary of wizards." I look at Logan, then back to the wolf. "First I was a wolf. Then I was told I’m a witch. Now there are wizards? How many versions of this story are there?" Before Sombra can answer, a sharp chime cuts through the silence of the room. My phone is vibrating on the nightstand. I reach for it, my hands shaking. A new text message is glowing on the screen. "Who is texting you at this hour?"

“You stand a chance of making it out of this war alive if you do as I say. Timah and I are making plans to escape from this place during the heat of the battle between Nikjin and the reigning Alpha King of werewolves.” “We cannot escape, Edvana. Any hope we had of leaving this place has just died with Zokman. He is the only one with the power to unlock the unseen shield that seals this place from the outside world.” “Well, not anymore. I have that power in my possession already.” “What are you talking about?” “I have the magical powder that Zokman uses to unlock the portals. I stole some of it from his hut yesterday in preparation for our escape tonight.” Rowana was intrigued. “You went into

“—and you woke up in the infirmary.” I suddenly turn to face her. “Veronica was also in the infirmary, and she had the same scar on her head as the wolf.” My voice is oddly calm, and Dr. Brown sips her tea, thoughtfully. “Something about that upset you. Do you want to tell me?” “Why?” I ask, bitterly. “So that you can lock me up in the loony bin?” “Or maybe,” she counters, softly, “I can put your tensions at ease and tell you that you’re not imagining things.”