Wizards Stories Novels & Stories

She can literally no longer feel her legs anymore as she holds on tightly against Damon for support. "Kill him," the leader finally speaks with his voice booming loudly and echoing as though he is speaking through a microphone. Without hesitation, five of the wizards storm forward and stretch out their hands as a swirling energy evaporates all over their fingers, creating different ornaments of magical elements that create swords mystically from nowhere in each of their hands. "What the f—" Serena can barely complete her sentence as the first wizard storms over towards them, disappearing from his previous position and materializing suddenly directly in front of Damon and Serena.

"Our history is written in blood and magic. It's what made us strong." "The strongest stories," Thelma continued, leaning forward conspiratorially, "are from the Great War. The war between our kind and the witches." My mouth went dry. I suddenly didn't want to hear this story. I wanted to find an excuse to leave, but my body wouldn't cooperate. I was frozen in my chair, unable to move. "The Great War?" Madison's eyes were wide. "I've heard mentions of it, but no one ever really talks about details."

, I explained. She followed along, silently taking in the mass of the library. Zeus led me to our witch history section. Aurora's fingers skimmed the spines of the books as I slowed my steps. She gasped, drawing my attention. She was holding her hand to her chest, staring at the shelf with shock.

“The story exists. My grandmother used to tell it to me when I was a kid, before she died. No one else knew it aside from my brother and me, so I just assumed she made it up to scare us.” “What was the story about?” I asked, leaning back in my chair. Damian’s expression shifted, the amusement fading into something more thoughtful. “A long time ago,” he began, “there was a powerful being who used magic and lived alongside werewolves. They were called mages.” I raised a brow but didn’t interrupt. “Werewolves and mages were enemies,” he continued. “Unlike us, they were weak at night but stronger during the day. And they had the ability to summon the undead.”

Because I can control the wind. Witches and wizards are divided into three types. Elementals who can control and emit elements such as fire, air, water, and earth. An Elemental can only control one type of element and they don't need spells to do so. This is where I belonged. There are also Casters who still need spells and wands to use their magic. This is where Aunt Kyndra belongs. And then there were the Healers. Of all witches, Healers are rare and almost extinct. They could heal others using their magic but instead of that, the wound or pain of the person they treated would go to the Healers. That was why they had amazing regenerative ability, so that the wound or disease they get from

Her experiences became a tapestry of stories, woven with threads of cosmic magic, as she unfolded the mysteries of distant lands and the beings that inhabited them. Luna's tales resonated with lessons of resilience, unity, and the enduring balance of magic. She spoke of alliances forged with mystical beings, challenges faced and conquered, and the cosmic forces that shaped the destiny of enchanted realms. Luna's words were a testament to the interconnected nature of magical worlds, emphasizing the importance of understanding and cooperation.

The stories she had shared with Theo melded with the narratives of the dream realm, creating a kaleidoscope of tales that danced before her in a mesmerizing display. As she wandered through this fantastical land, Mama Hazel encountered creatures of myth and magic, each one a guardian of stories untold, a keeper of secrets waiting to be revealed. The characters she met whispered of forgotten tales, of hidden truths, and of the transformative power of storytelling that bound their fates together in an intricate dance of destiny.

Victor is the second child of the wolf family that stays at the centre of America. "That's true " Dave being his senior brother accepted his thoughts and moved into another dark room and brought out a shining dust he looked at his brother with an eye sign and moved toward a door and poured it at the door entrance. " So are you coming or you are staying behind" Victor asked with all his eyes stuck into the open tunnel leading to the Dana wolf's world. In no time they both walked into the tunnel and it sealed back into its normal door structure. [ Dana world ] " What are we doing at the moon goddess area? I hate coming here?" Dave said trying to walk out quickly from the zone of the moon godde

"I promise to tell you everything later... As I said, today is your day!" I smiled and nodded, I'm not going to force her to tell me what's making her so sad, but I will wait patiently when she comes to ask for my help. "My mother has made sure everything is in place, everything is just as you imagined!" Skyler explained. "The Kingdom of the Wizards has already arrived, and they've come with only a few people. The Fairy Rulers are watching them. So I doubt they'll try to do anything against our race." "Good, let our enemies know that we're not alone in this fight," I said resolutely.

"Has this happened before in the wizarding world?” "I've never seen it with my own eyes before. I only heard a legend of an old wizard. Once upon a time there was a special race among wizards. I knew no magic, but they possessed a repulsive power against magic. They were not afraid of any spell or curse. They even had the ability to eliminate the effects of curses on other people. They were the enemies of the wizards. I had always thought it was just a myth, but now I think it was a true story."