Wizeman Nights Novels & Stories

she continues wistfully. Zane holds her close. He knows she's right, taking a minor she-wolf is looking for trouble. On top of that, due to his agreement with Alpha Ahri, the Council of the Werewolf Packs would have no other possibility than to sanction Midnight Moon. Not that he's afraid of that, but in this case, he wants to avoid having more enemies. The other packs will absolutely not appreciate Mercedes staying with him in Midnight Moon, against her Alpha's decision.

They spoke briefly before she nodded and followed him into the trees. Something felt wrong. After yesterday's fight, Zeke had disappeared for hours. No one knew where he'd gone. I slipped out of my room and followed them, staying downwind so neither would catch my smell. They stopped in a small clearing. Zeke was drawing something on the ground – a circle with weird symbols. "Are you sure this will work?" Sienna asked, her words carrying in the night air. "The witch showed me how," Zeke responded. "If we combine our blood under the Blood Moon, we can amplify our powers enough to defeat the Queen."

“No, no… “ He trailed off as Axel turned the bolt to a very high one. He groaned in pain and Axel watched life drain out of him. Axel stopped it and walked to him again. “Ready to fucking talk?” Axel asked as the man breathed heavily. “Your wife is getting auctioned tonight. Its at a place, a place called Fuck you.” He replied and Axel sighed. The man kept testing his level of patience, Axel was about to walk to the bolt again when the man screamed the address out in fear, “Please stop.” He pleaded and Axel placed his hand on the bolt, the man pleaded in tears and Axel ignored it and turned it on.

The following morning Wisdom is on the balcony of her bedroom replaying everything that has happened since she returned home. The familiar scent has been bugging the hell out of her. She’s looking at Chickpea sleeping in her rocker. “Your mommy is missing some major details." Wisdom looks toward the woods and sees a man waving at her then he vanishes. “Who in the hell are you?" She sniffs in that direction but doesn't smell anything “A Hydrid or Warlock that can hide his scent.”

At the same time in a different place. "Are you sure you have dreamed like that?" asked a man with blue hair at night. "Absolutely sure! I'm not going to lie this time," said the long-haired man. "Don't fight, what about a cube witch?" said the man with night blue hair with white gradations. "Hey! Squirrels, you dream the same don't!" asked the long-haired man. "I dreamed it last night," "Guess what, are we magicians? We will have power?" asked the man with the blue hair at night.

She was sobbing uncontrollably. Joshua rapidly approached her, and she couldn't stop him this time. He gently wrapped his arms around her. "Is this how you see me? A bitch? A slut? A low-class woman? Damn you, Joshua." She sobs as Joshua hugs her firmly and apologizes repeatedly. "It's your fault. Y-you don't pay attention to me anymore. Y-you don't care about me. You don't want me anymore," Danica sobbed. "Damn you, Joshua Dela Cruz, damn you!"

She attended a ball and in no time she was the Luna of the pack my father ruled. "Bloody wicked luna" I said to myself as the anger inside me escalated. "Seven I call you, you are to be my favorite , my one and only and you will listen to only my voice until that day when another shall come along then you will have a mind of your own" she said over the body of naked Seven. The wizard came to her with a request to see his son or he would expose her. She promised to visit him with the boy but went to the wizard's place with the entire pack guards and my father.

"Thank God I won't be a part of that." My dad smirked. "That's where your wrong my little angel, because you are a part of it." "Dad!" I whined. "Dad!" He mimicked. "You and Pierce are a part of it. So I suggest you get Julian on the phone, informing him of this very important event. Everybody has two whole weeks to get themselves prepared. That includes me," He said pointing to himself. "I have to pull off the best gala that the werewolf nation has ever seen."

Mia Heather POV The bonfire roared high into the night sky, taller and wilder than the one from last night. Sparks spiraled upward like frantic fireflies, scattering into the dark as wolves crowded in a wide circle around the flames. Drums beat steadily, slow and foreboding as each thud echoed in my chest like a second heartbeat. Tonight wasn’t like the other gatherings. Tonight was for me. I stood beside Loren, fingers curled nervously at my sides as Zeke stepped into the center of the clearing. His arm had been wrapped in white cloth after Viper’s attack, but the injury didn’t dim the power in his presence. The crowd went silent at once.

_______________________________________________ ~LAST NIGHT The Ashton Werewolves were immediately outraged by Garrix's proclamation. "You can't be serious, Wizard!" "What you're stating is impossible. How can you possibly tell that the Crimson Bride will be on our side and not Jagger's!?" They disputed. "Because my niece is not evil," Joshua growled. "Why should we trust you? You used to be one of Jagger's close elites!"