Night Wizard 소설 & 이야기

Narrated At the crack of dawn Mason, Zoe, and the wizard were gathered in the basement for the ritual. A huge circle was drawn in the center of the room and had the symbol of the star drawn inside. There were candles lit at each point of the star. The man was busy mixed herbs and chanting a spell. The wind around them picked up and all this while Zoe watched with interest between the man and Mason. She did not want to miss anything when it comes to these two.

Enough of the long story,my name is Natasha Gabriel, I'm 18 and very pretty with a body to die for. Back to the situation on ground,I dragged the only belonging I have managed to get although my 18 years on earth. I dragged them through the lone road leading to my work place,a restaurant where I worked as a waitress. I just hope Miss Lauretta let me pass the night.Today is gonna be a long night.... . .

I grabbed the other one by the neck and pinned him down onto the floor, but he pushed the air and yelled, "Muro paxillus!" Suddenly, I flew to the wall and was pinned against it, unable to move. Clearly, he was one of Balista's followers, a wizard. "Why are you doing this?" I screamed. "Balista's dead along with Nightshade!" "Oh, Nightshade is still alive and well," he said, walking toward me. Chris and Jagger jumped toward him, but he held up his other hand and yelled, "Duratus!" They froze in mid-step, unable to move. He turned his attention back to me. "Balista was the head, but other hunters are willing to take over where he left off."

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.

His lips pulled back to expose his clenched teeth. " You motherfucker, I'll kill you...Get me out of here, I'll rip you into pieces.." Azriel lashed out at Denver while shaking the bars, desperate to come out. Denver was enjoying his situation. "I believe your mate has a sweet blood," Denver stated with an evil smile. Azriel's shoulders took a predatory bow as he glared at Denver with unfiltered anger. "Go near her and I will make you regret living," Azriel warned him. "We will see who dies first," Denver stated and turned around to leave. Denver's eyes glowed in the darkness. It was clear he wasn't a wolf nor a human. He was a wizard.

“Peace be with you, sorcerer. The novice tossed his head, and froze with a long face. Opposite stood a peasant - a slanting sazhen in the shoulders, a short-cut resin beard, a leather apron on his naked body, and his arms and shoulders were all in a scattering of points from chronic burns. The man bowed, and the student of the Citadel looked at how the distant village tyn and the forest behind it were visible through the weightless image... A cold sweat crawled down his back: What happened in this village, if it shows itself during the day? What kind of witchcraft was going on here? “And peace to you, blacksmith,” Tamir responded out of habit, and he froze as he realized that he had heard so

"Soon this country will know of your return, my master." The black spot behind the Nightmare forces at Heavens Fall began to emit a red light. Knight saw a falling tower and a red sun on his mind but it was just for a short amount of time. 'What was that?' He whispered to himself. "It's starting. Your choices from this moment on will decide the fate of your future." The spirit replied. ~ Stargem: Rewrite ~

Night< My pack, alongside Walker, Barnabas and Patrick, reaches the old village and we make our way towards the ruins of the old church. As we enter the perimeter of the ruins, I catch a sight of Seven standing beside the edge of a vast hole in the ground. It is large enough for an entire car to fit in. A glowing orb of light is hovering behind the oracle. It is the soul of the First Vampire. However, there´s another figure standing behind Seven. “Oh my God, Jeremy.”

I try to break out of its hold, but instantly go still when its finger finds the line behind my spinal cord. It was sent for me; it was sent to kill me. It knows who I am, what I am, and how to easily end me. I blink back tears and remain frozen as it pries its sharp nail on the pathway that leads to my Forsoul. I'm struggling to breathe now. I have only one weak spot, and it knows the exact spot that serves as my blind spot. Darius wants me dead, but why? I'm battling with my dilemma when the Cinderwight suddenly lets out a loud screech just before its lifeless body falls on me, with its heart right beside us on the floor.