Wizeman Nights Novels & Stories

Lozark raises his palm in the air. “Even the dormant wolf rises to power on the occasion of a Blue Moon night. Three days later, it's the auspicious Blue Moon night ceremony in our pack. If you fail to reveal your claws that night, you'll receive the death punishment, Aria Randle. No lies or excuses will work on that night.” “For three days, Victor Randle will stay in my personal guesthouse. No one can meet him without my permission. Also, Jay Manchester is already in my custody. The guards are investigating him for the truth.”

“After succeeding with the healing ritual he performed with Will, Mr. Emen managed to find out the identity of the witch. He decided to avenge what the evil wizard had done to his old friend by going there alone, without anyone noticing his departure." "Will? You don't even know?" I glanced at the young man. He nodded confidently, “I closed my eyes when Mr Emen found out where the witch lived.” "Why did you do that?" “Since it was an order from Master Emen himself, I'm sorry Rumi….” "No need to apologize. It's not your fault, Will ...” I glared back at Kimi.

I sat at one corner of the table, then not long after one of the waiters approached me while giving the menu book. "Are you human?" Bruk—I quickly picked up the fallen menu book, I was too surprised to find this one waiter's question. I looked at him, then looked at some of the eyes that were also fixed on me. "Are you a Vampire?" I asked back "Ahhh, sorry, so what would you like to order?" exclaimed the waiter immediately took his notebook

I take control of my wish for the future. I press my fingertips to his temples. And I dive into his mind. Deeper, deeper, I dive into the dark. I battle past the screams, the twisted memories. I vanquish the many faces of Cyrillius. I gather Neron as I plummet toward that dark center. I pull back my fist as I see it ahead. And I swing as we connect. The entire world around me explodes at the connection, and my vision flickers white, then blue, then black.

But it can only be used at night, and it is powered by Dark Magic, which as Venusian Witches, we aren’t supposed to use. Dark Magic isn’t really dark in the evil sense, but it is called that because the darkness of the night is used to fuel it, rather than light. As Venusian Witches, we aren’t supposed to use darkness to power our magic. Our magic is supposed to be stoked by light and beauty. When we were being taught about Dark Magic and Light Magic, both Ann and I couldn’t help thinking that nights are beautiful in their own unique way, sometimes even more beautiful than sunny days. Ann even had an argument with our tutor about it.

“Ah, Isabella! Great to see you!” Isabella took a seat next to Rosalind’s and let the hair washer staff do their work. “How are you? It’s been a while since the last time I saw you.” “I’m good, and you?” “I’m good too! Listen, Uncle Gabe will have a party two weeks from now. I don’t know if Jeremy has told you about it, but since he’s forgetful, I think it’s better for you to prepare beforehand.” Then Isabella added, “His party is always exciting. So don’t forget to look the best. You won’t know if you will meet any celebrities there.”

I got the rest of my bills and returned to my apartment. =//= As I pinged myself in with my new ID card, I ran into Dr Dawson. He stopped and then pointed his finger at me. "You, come on over to this side." I stepped through the barrier and he pointed out the people who were in his small group of people. "Look at all of theses faces, Ms. Spitz. They are all key members of the team that you'll be joining. They will get up to speed with our current project. Staffers, this is Livia. She will be joining our team on this current project. She will be my supporting assistant. There are guards as well, but there is no need for introduction of them. They don't respond to names."

Isabella’s POV The night air was cool and electric, charged with anticipation as the entire pack gathered beneath the full, glowing Blood Moon. This was no ordinary gathering, tonight marked the sacred Blood Moon Ceremony, a tradition that stretched back centuries, honoring unity and the strength of our pack. The glowing red light cast eerie shadows on the trees surrounding the estate, flickering over faces tense with cautious hope. Cain and his elders were here, dressed in ceremonial robes as formal guests, a symbol of the fragile peace that still felt like a thread pulled too tight.

"I don't have one. Work more hours? I'm already working every minute I'm not in class. Take out loans? I've been rejected by everyone. Sell my organs?" "There's got to be another way." "Like what? Rob a bank? Marry rich?" I slammed my laptop shut. "I'm out of options, Zoe." Zoe was quiet for a moment. Then she said, "You know what you need?" "A miracle?" "A break. One night where you're not Maya Collins, responsible daughter and sister. Just Maya." "I don't have time for breaks." "You don't have time not to take one. You're going to burn out completely, and then what happens to your family?" Zoe pulled out her phone. "There's this party tomorrow night at the Grandview Hotel. Some trust fund