Wizardness

Fantasy and Speculative Short Stories

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Welcome to Wizardness

I hope you enjoy my short stories

  • What do you want from me?!

    “FUCK!” He cried. “FUUUUUCK! What do you want from me?” He collapsed to his knees. He let out a heart wrenching sob. Snot dripped from his nose. “What do you want? Please, just tell me.”The other man stared at him impassively. His face rocky and hard. He swallowed. He looked as if he was about…

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  • The Good God Damn: What’s in a Name?

    “I hate this.” Tobias said.“Why? can’t find any names you’re worthy of?” Red sneered.“No. I just think I’ve been given a name that suits me more.”“Order Boy?” Giggles asked.“Tark.” Tobias replied.Ronlique cleared her throat. “Well, I’ve done some research. Since I don’t get to pick my name-““Of course you do. That tyrant shouldn’t get to…

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  • Good God Damn: End of Training

    The fist had been training and building their barracks for nearly 4 months. Tobias’s body was a cross hatch of scars. Despite that, Markings from each fist member was clearly visible when he was shirtless.He had just returned from sealing the ceiling of their new barracks. They had finally finished the first floor. They’d be…

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  • The Peanut Butter Boys and the Horrific House

    The smell was overpowering. He retched. He wasn’t even to the front door yet. “Who called this in?” He yelled over his shoulder.“The next door neighbor.” His partner said.Bill heard Sam loudly vomit behind him. Bill grimaced as he pulled out a mask. He pulled it over his ears. He hated this fucking mask and…

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  • Good God Damn: Repercussions

    “Wake up Tark.” Red’s voice said.Tobias groaned. Yet again he was waking up after getting his ass handed to him. He opened his eyes, the dim light of the barracks stabbed his eyes. He felt a throbbing behind his eyes and tightness at the top of his head.“Fuck me.” he muttered.He slowly got to his…

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