Wizeman Nights Novels & Stories

"And we will not tolerate it. Also, the leader of Nightshade is a wizard, not a human." "Again, when do we leave?" Cruz asked a little louder this time while Eve nodded her agreement. "Since a wizard is involved, Daphne said that she would call in an army of witches to fight with us," I replied. "Xander, if we need them, do you think the vampires will fight with us, too?" Xander nodded. "Yes, of course. I've always heeded their call, and they will heed mine, as well." Sasha leaned forward. "So, how soon can we get everyone organized?"

The smell is usually comforting, but right now it’s making me feel sick. Tabatha sets a white candle on either side of the nightstand and ignites them with magic. She moves to the foot of the bed and holds out a quartz crystal wand. “Powers of North, South, East and West, I call on you with this request. Remove the evil in the space, and leave good fortune in its place.” As she speaks, a sharp pain starts in my wrist. When she holds up the crystal, my arm starts to tingle.

She is our anchor, our strength, and our weakness rolled into one. He nodded at me and continued reading one of the files in front of him. “Uhm, Nate?” He raised his head to meet my gaze, “Hmm.” he acknowledged. “What do you know about wisps?” I asked reluctantly. He put the pen down on the table and relaxed his back on the chair. “I know that witches use them to confuse and distract enemies. But…….” he sighed. “It can also be associated with bad omen or death,” he continued.

The villain will surely go mad seeing her body. [This blind date of hers is quite good-looking, too. No wonder the villain's been jealous for so long.] [Why are there so many people siding with the villain? How disgusting! She deserves her death! I really want to see the hero taking the villain down!] When I woke up once more, it was back to midnight again. The moonlight shone dimly into the lounge as my hand was on the window latch, about to open the window. [Don't open the window! There's no cat outside! It's a serial killer!]

After a while, Leslie stretched and yawned, feeling the weight of sleep. ​"Hey, I'm tired. Let’s go back, it’s really late," Leslie suggested. ​"You go ahead," Scarlett replied firmly. "I’ll head back later. I just want to stay a bit longer." ​Leslie looked at her with a mix of worry and resignation, but finally nodded and began walking back to camp. Scarlett was left alone by the lake, unaware that she was being watched from the other side of the water. ​Across the lake, Zafira and her sister Zahia—two gorgons, women with serpent tails instead of legs—hid in the shadows. Zafira, her serpentine body coiling around itself, watched Scarlett with a mix of surprise and overflowing rage.

Chuckled! “ Well, Yes, Wife… I know who you are. You would remember too if you slowed down on the drinks like I said yesterday.” sexy responded. “Would you like to sit while I give you a recap that might jog your memory on our adventures the night before?” he asked. I sat down and kept my mouth shut before I further embarrassed myself. Ethan’s POV

He stood on the balcony in the cold wind all night. When he returned to the bedroom, he found that my mother had jumped out of the window. That night, it poured. The rain washed away the blood from my mother's corpse. Cade rushed over and held me tight, letting me punch him repeatedly. He kept saying, "It's okay, it's okay…" But he chose Summer as his new fling. As Mrs. Finley, what dignity do I have left? That night, Cade did not come home. The trending topic I arranged was buried deep by him.

Nia’s companions returned an hour later. There was a middle aged man called Mason, and two younger men who seemed to be in their twenties. One was a witch who had allegedly cast an invisibility spell over their homestead so no one could find them. As I ate some of the meat they had brought and roasted, I listened to their conversation. “If this is she then we are going to get some good money from Blackmoon,” the witch said. “Why?” Mason asked him.

The grand high witch needed her beauty sleep, but work always came first. Dropping by the events department, Wanda called for the manager witch who blessed the dead librarian for the wonderful contribution. They had children to save, and even though it was the weekend, the event manager witch assured Wanda that they would get to it at once. The children on the list would receive their cure before midnight, and Wanda could enjoy many more eggs for next year’s hosts. Satisfied, Wanda left things in her trustworthy employee’s hands and teleported back to her home to catch some shut-eye now that the sun was fully up.

It would be a massive shocker to him on that day when he finds out that he had been fooled by his right-hand man, Zokman. Meanwhile, the devious shaman had instructed her to carry out today’s food delivery to Vak Smallchief because he would be in a meeting with Nikjin and a handful of werewolves who were loyal to his friend’s cause. They would be going over the final details of their battle formation in preparation for the night of the full moon. Zokman had said that he could not skip the missing because he was the other half of the brain behind the plan, and he did not want the Prime Alpha to miss his meal for today. So, now it was Erin’s job to get the food to her father-in-law without bei