Wizards Stories Novels & Stories

“They used to hunt us for what our bodies could offer to make their spells and potions stronger. They’re not friends to any supernatural creature. They see us all as harvest. What a fool your brother is. The witch wouldn’t have helped him unless he offered something in return.” “Wait, are you all serious about this? Witches?” It’s hard to believe, but then again, werewolves are real, so why not witches? “Yes,” Warrick says. “Just because you haven’t met or seen a creature doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. Stories and folklore come from somewhere, usually from truth.” “Alright, I’ll believe it. So what does this mean then? What does it mean for us that Ezra has a witch with him?”

“My coven thinks the wizard as you call him is a druid like the old times from Ireland. They think he may return, as in, he isn’t really dead. The story the coven tells is that he was banished by our gods for creating werewolves or some twisted vision of them.” “Well that is unsettling. Undead wizards and werewolves coming to haunt us in the forever nights of winter. Just great. Next, you will tell us your gods are back on earth too.” Dekota said with a chuckle. When I didn’t laugh he stared hard at me. “No…”

The hunters—those who hunted and killed dracula and werewolves—and knights—were those from prominent families and kingdoms—who were tasked with killing witches using swords they had received from previous knights. To date, no one knows which nation has won that great war. Because the history books in no way record who managed to escape and win in a battle involving dozens of such districts. All I know is, according to the book, they all disappeared after sunset. Lost as swallowed up by the earth. There were only blood spots, as well as their weapons lying scattered everywhere. It is this history that makes my district, Willis, one of the areas filled with mystery and strangeness every night.

there hasn't been any wizard ss stubborn and more powerful, he must have take another shape, perhaps he work around freely using someone else's body right in the palace, my king go closer to her and the one closer among her guards should be exterminated thoroughly, he one she is not who you think they're. WOLF IN SHEEP SKIN "The warden is her body slave, so if I hear you correctly, the warden is the wizard, and if the warden is the wizard,where is the warden,? The king return home, and asked that the warden's wife be invited for questions, she came to the king and after a long questioning, the king realized and that the original warden had been killed, and it was his body they discovered in

"I've heard about the wizard counsel, but it's been a very long time ago." I nodded and drew closer to her. This felt like a top secret. "Well, thousands of years ago, long before you were born, I was only a child then. The wizard council banished about twenty wizards who called themselves the crucifix. They committed treason by invading the palace and killing the wizard King, his wife, and his son, Prince Jaden, but I don't know if he was ever reborn." "Wait, that actually happened? I thought it was just a myth." I replied in disbelief.

"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," "But it is very unfortunate, since the war one hundred thousand years ago, the eight cube magicians disappeared along with the crystal cube," "With each passing year, the hidden world seems to be weakening, the spirit power generated by the essence tree is starting to thin out, all living things in the hidden world are accustomed to the existence of spirit power, which can help ease their work," "Impossible!" now Aza's voice looks disbelieving, how could there be a world like that, witches, vampires, werewolves, is

He stared at the beautiful girl in front of him, but Vasilia had lost her sheen to him. She tried to step in but Warren blocked her, “I was about to grab some sleep. I am going to join the crew of the Scald Crow. If I can help people, I want to.” A lovely shade of green muddied the golden eyes of Vasilia, “You’d have to anchor yourself to that greasy goblin Theria. Please tell me this is not about her?” “My mother was killed by crazy dwarf creatures at a rest stop the night magic returned. If I can help make the world a better place then maybe her death will mean something,” Warren came harsher than he wanted to.

Everyone has the same brown eyes and dark hair, and similar features on the face like Harry's. "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm staring like this". Harry laughs embarrassedly. "But I never met my parents, so I had no idea what my father looked like, but now I have an idea”. From here, the conversation takes a completely ordinary average human turn. Everyone sits down at the table and tells each other how their lives have taken shape. Nina finds pictures of my grandfather and of the brothers when they were younger. The conversation gradually turns to topics that no normal family would talk about, but which for a family of werewolves are a reality. We tell Harry about the witches, about how they have hunt

She might not understand what they were up against. "Matt, I am not running anymore. We stay here and fight. No more running" she stated firmly. Matt found her funny. She wanted to fight. A fight where she would had no chance. "These are not werewolves. They are wizards. Wizards, they conjure magic, control demons, do incredible things" Matt believed she was supposed to know that without him telling her. "We have a wizard on our side" she argued further. That was the worst she had said since they started this argument.

Years ago, a war broke out and our pack exiled them from our properties due to the trails of death they had left. We've been protecting ourselves from attacks for years, we thought we were safe, and apparently we weren't because they were retaliating. I was already getting close to the clearing, but before I could actually see anyone, I felt a hand grab me, covering my mouth, and its black nails and pale hands betrayed me as a wizard.