A Sorcerers Journey Novels & Stories

“No one sent us. We are here for one reason.” Everyone looked at Mazoi who spoke slowly in his Ancient Egyptian accent. He took out his pen, and his companions’ jaws dropped as they knew what it was. The pen suddenly changed into a spear. His friends glanced at the sultan with alarm, once again, but no one dared to move, even the guards of the sultan. They only waited for his command. Mehmed smiled. His hard face did not change at all even though he smiled. “You are magicians?” His eyes reflected that of interest. He wanted to see more from these foreigners.

Draco replied, stepping to the bookshelves and starting to pick up some books. They spent hours later reading and days later. Draco and Astrid came every day to read. Almost all of the books did not mention the First Sorcerer's name to get The Heart of Magic. This incident happened hundreds of years ago. That sorcerer was referred to as The Great Sorcerer. Astrid leaned against the bookshelf in despair. Under her feet laid the messy books she was reading. Draco sat on the floor not far from her. "It looks like our search was in vain," complained Astrid.

When we are done, Aida turns and looks at me. "Here I have the map I told you about." She tells me and shows me the wrapped scroll. She opens it in front of me and starts explaining to me. "The red dashed lines you see will guide you in the path you must follow. Here's the castle to start with. You will cover the distance to the edges of the Forest of Fog with horses which is possible because the vegetation is relatively sparse and low. So there is no need to waste time walking. Up to the edge of the forest, you will be accompanied by three soldiers to bring the horses back to the castle; you and the knights will continue on foot. You will enter the forest of fog and move north until you fin

I had already written down the instructions the Sorceress gave to me earlier that day into a parchment paper, as I could not trust my memory at times of distress. It had let me down too many times before. I had a small Satchel with me, I only took necessities on my journey; a small map of the neighboring lands to find my way into the Forest and the cave, enough water to keep me somewhat hydrated in a brass flask, the notes of instructions The Sorceress given me, and a horn to call for help if and when needed. I had waited until sunset to start my journey into the forest, towards the cave. I did not want to be an easy target For the spies of our enemies, and I certainly had no interest and be

his words were emotionless, and yet again, they sent chills down the spines of the soldiers. With one move of his hand, he destroyed rows and rows of enemies. There was nothing left, but a pile of charred remains. He softly landed near Desmond. “Where were you?” Desmond asked with rage. “I had other matters to attend to,” the sorcerer said monotonously. “Late, even for a sorcerer!” “A sorcerer is never late.” “Help me, with Tirdana.” “There is still hope. I am not late, as you say.” Darkness was Tirdana and she fell.

If she caught hold of my arm, she'd sink my battleship-fight lost, war over. The throbbing in my chest only increased with each step I took, while a trickle of sweat ran down my spine, and despite the discomfort of attempting an escape, the satisfaction of defiance outweighed the side effects. This was one game I planned to win. I was younger. I was faster. And I wanted to leave more than Sarah wanted to stop me. "Miranda." It was a warning-one I didn't heed.

“This better be an emergency!” “It is, sir. There’s a large group of sorcerers heading our way.” Fuck me. Xx Hope you enjoyed Elliot's POV. Please join us on the face book reading group The Knightly Page Turners. Thank you guys! xX

I promised him that I would do everything possible to recover the son, but we both knew that the possibilities were too remote. "The sorcerers must be hidden. Kyo, Kaos, I will leave both of you in charge. I know we just have thirty witches, but I also know that they will do everything possible to take care of us. The three best sorcerers in healing must be in the middle of the battlefield, they have an order to heal every person who has wounds. Including our attackers. The others will be on one side, their mission is to avoid attacks with magic, so they will have to pay close attention to what happens in the battlefield, stay away from the reach of the enemy." "But …" One of the sorcerers t

Hello, Future Generations. My name is Saber. I’m the current Queen-to-be of the Fox Skulk (Foxes have Skulks like wolves have packs). I understand if this is a new concept to you or if you think that this book you have found can’t be real. I mean, Fox Skulk? Fox Shifters? Magic? If you’re a normal human living your mundane life, I’m sorry, but I’m about to blow the lid off everything you know.

“I hope to see you again, once the Curse ends.” Mayari Tabbu nods her head. And this time she remains silent, because some things are better left unsaid. Instead, she raised her hands and commanded the winds and the grass. To be kind to Calleb and Accashia, and to Luntian as they journey to the East. She watched them disappear from the barrier, and the gatekeeper closed it again. And everyone, including the people of the valley went on with their daily routine. While the Sorceress looked down on her hand. She unraveled the blade and watched it gleam. She’s somehow excited to find the answer as well. “Now, now, I might as well…” She told herself, “Where do I find the rewinding spell…”