Brotherhood Of Sorcerers นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I’m Larry." “Larry,” I repeat, shaking his hand briefly. “And you are…?” My mother takes a deep breath, her fingers tightening around her glass of water. “Larry is your....” she hesitates, “your stepbrother.” The word lands like a slap. For a second, all I can do is blink. “I’m sorry. My what?” Larry clears his throat softly. “Your stepbrother. My... our father.... asked me to reach out.” My mother’s expression confirms it before she says a word.

He said and they quickly went down the stairs to Emilio's car. With as much speed as he could afford to drive with, without drawing g too much attention, Emilio drove u til they reached The Gate. The Gate was a gate, but it was not just any ordinary gate, even though it seemed like one to people who didn't know. The Gate was the only gateway to the human realm and back. It was located at the very edge of their borders and they were lucky enough that their pack was close to it. Getting through the gate would bring you to a very similar gate at the other side, but in the human realm. Only a selected few knew about this, so people wouldn't keep coming and going and end up putting the werewolf r

After my sister-in-law Lydia had my brother Caleb's kidney removed and spent three years draining his blood, he escaped back to our hometown barely alive. He lay on a bed at the clinic, holding my hand tight as he said, "Noah, don't go after them. You can't afford to cross Lydia's family." Three days later, he died in my arms. I buried him on the hillside behind the town, under the old oak tree he had loved to climb as a child. On the seventh day after I buried him, a black Maybach stopped at the edge of town. Lydia got out with a frail man who looked like he could fall over at any time. She stood outside my house's door and looked at me. "Noah, where's your brother? Tell him to come o

Inside was a beautiful silver bracelet with four small charms, a sword, a book, a moon, and a wolf paw. “Marcus,” I breathed, “this is gorgeous, but, ” “Each charm represents one of us,” he explained quickly. “The sword is Darius, the book is me, the moon is Zane, and the paw is Kael. So you can always have us with you, even when, especially when, ” He stopped, his cheerful mask slipping for just a second. “When what?” I asked gently. “Nothing,” he said, forcing the smile back. “Just… always.”

I say. " So, what brings you around these parts?" Asher asked. " Rogues going missing." Carter says. " We're already aware and looking in to it." I say. " My pack are considered a rogue pack." Carter says. " Are your people going missing?" I asked. " A couple of them have. But they've gone missing while out on their own. Hunting in the woods." He says. " Well, that makes no sense. People know that you're my brother and that Asher is head of the werewolf council." I say.

So, I can only assume the pain he inflicts on him will be incredible. Standing, we walk out. “Maybe we should leave?” I hear Harry and I smile. He's getting worried. “Why the rush, Harry?” Laughing, I walk through. These guys are people I went to school with, I never liked Harry. Callum, Thomas, and the others are fine. Harry? No. My brothers move and sit down, and everyone joins their little friendship circle. It's cute, really, except for one is dying tonight. “Introduce everyone, little one.” Marco winks at Lucia, and I see Harry glare. I bite back the laugh.

"But they're supposed to be siblings, although only in name!" "Oh my god! Has Alpha Zachary gone out of his mind?" Whispers erupted amongst the pack members. Several elders couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward, their faces as dark as thunder. "Do you even know what you're saying, Alpha Zachary? This is against the law of nature! She is your sister! Even if she's not blood-related to you, she is still your sister in name! We will never approve of it—" "Did I say I was asking for your approval?" Zachary asked, interrupting the elder right in the middle of his sentence. His Alpha aura exploded just then, causing the elders to turn pale and their legs to turn to jelly. Some of them

"Oh, a few." "A few," her brother admitted. "Hodor," said Hodor, humming. "You could tell one," said Bran. "While we walked. Hodor likes stories about knights. I do, too." "There are no knights in the Neck," said Jojen. "Above the water," his sister corrected. "The bogs are full of dead ones, though."

My adopted sister, Victoria, possessed a fiercely powerful wolf spirit. She was the sole hope for our endangered Silver Moon Pack. In contrast, though I was the Alpha's biological daughter, I was just an Omega. It wasn't until I turned twenty that I finally awakened a wolf spirit, and it possessed nothing but simple healing abilities. From that day on, my three older brothers forced me to become her personal blood slave. After enduring the extreme torture of the Full Moon Trials for the eighth time in her place, my wolf spirit was on the verge of being torn apart. Dragging my broken, battered body, I questioned them hoarsely. Chris, my eldest brother, sneered. "Victoria has suffered sin

“I was just tired from the day’s labour.” “Don’t you attempt to lie to me,” I shot him a mocking scowl. “Now, answer the question.” He hesitated. “I have a personal vendetta against sorcerers. I lost my step brother to them.” “I’m sorry,” I said. “I didn’t know.” “Back when I was staying with my mother,” he started. “Then I’d just found out that my dad was an alpha, and it was during the surge of sorcery. I went hunting with my brother and we found a group of people deep in the woods. Little did we know that they were sorcerers.”