Cedric The Sorcerer Novels & Stories

Lady Alessia and Lady Letitia followed her. “Saw that?” Cedric chuckled. “The best alchemist in the Infernal packs? You are just a doofus! Huh!” He scoffed. “A mortal knows better than you. What a shame. Did you graduate in pea-sized brainology because that’s what your range of knowledge seems like—” “Cedric! What are you doing?” Nesryn folded her hands under her breasts angrily. I turned around and unconsciously looked right into the camera of Cedric’s phone.

“I tried. I can’t wake my wolf.” “Oh. Oh Goddess,” Cedric turns on his heels and goes straight for the front door. “Break the spell.” “Where are you going?” “To fetch Millicent. She’s the only one that can help him.”

It is strong. For the next couple of minutes, the council guards took Elder Jonathan into custody and they would deal with him once they got back to their territory, with that done Hermoine’s mother reversed the manipulation spell of Alpha Nathan. I want him to have a clear head when the council drags him away. His reaction was priceless once he saw where he was, he started to panic and tried to run but the council guards were stronger than him. While we were walking them to the car someone yelled “ Watch out!”

Zico said angrily. "You will regret this, Zico. It's better you give up now," Alexander said "I've never regretted my decision, old friend, and I will prove it to you tonight," Zico said, his voice dripping with arrogance. Alexander's fists clenched and his muscles were tense. He glanced at Natasha, silently giving her signs to stay at alert as Zico continued with his words, his voice laced with dangerous charisma. "I discovered the forbidden arts of sorcery," Zico boasted, his eyes gleaming with malice. "The ancient sorcery powers allows me to harness the life force of others, stealing their powers and adding them to mine."

to win. He doesn't get to keep showing up like the ghost of bad decisions. I will face him." Tristan cursed under his breath, pacing. "He won’t go easy on you." "Good," I muttered. "Neither will I." ———————————————— The training field had been cleared by dusk. Warriors circled the perimeter, watching. Waiting. The tension hung so thick you could slice it. Cedric stood at the center, his black armor gleaming under the moonlight, hair slicked back, eyes dark with determination. He looked like a storm ready to swallow the world. I stepped onto the field beside Tristan, pulse roaring in my ears. "You don’t have to do this," Tristan muttered. "I do." The moment Cedric laid eyes

Every spell, every strike, felt like it carried a fragment of the curse—of his rage, his control, and perhaps, his fear. --- A scream split the night. Elara froze. Her eyes darted through the shadows and saw a group of rebels cornering one of Kael’s soldiers. She recognized the emblem—the Crescent Moon. Liora’s mark. Without thinking, she rushed forward, weaving magic through her hands. Light blossomed, forming a barrier around the soldier and throwing the rebels back. Kael saw it. His crimson eyes flared. He moved like a shadow, stepping between her and the rebels. His presence alone pushed the enemy back several steps.

It was something absolutely sickening that further proved to me that I did not belong at his side. With a twisted smirk and an inhuman grimace on his face, the man grabs my arm, squeezing in painfully, forcefully dragging me with him, away from the altar. "You have no idea who you are messing with, girl!" He spits at me, pushing me forward, out through the back door of the church, causing me to stumble down the few steps and fall on the cold ground, scraping my knees and palms as I try to break my fall. He stops on the small wooden back porch, staring at me with that strange fire still burning in his eyes, with immense superiority. "Give me-" he starts talking, slowly descending the few step

When he was about to go to his father, he suddenly remembered the book that had suddenly appeared on top of his body, along with the necklace that hung beautifully around his burly neck. ⚛⚛⚛ "What is this!" exclaimed Aza when she started reading on the first page. "Hidden worlds are places where things that are not real come true, such as vampires, werewolves, mermaids, forest fairies, dragons, phoenixes and many more. But among all that, the highest hierarchy is magicians." "Because only magicians are able to control the life source crystal cube in the hidden world, it is said that only the eight cube magicians can trace the crystal cube's location,"

Lucas said pleasingly. “My son, you should dedicate your body and soul to serving God and His church. Before you are conceived, we promised God in our nightly prayers that once you reached the rightful age, we will surrender you to Him. Please, Lucas, make our pact to Him come true.” his mom is almost begging him at her knees. “I cannot. Elizabeth, is carrying my child.” “Por l’amour de Dieu, you said what?” his parents stared at him at disbelief. “I impregnated Elizabeth, with our first child.” Lucas said in low tone.

He pranked me on the first day he came back to this school! "Henry's the ice prince of our school, he's so cold, he even rejected the school's prettiest girls. He's handsome, smart and absolutely perfect in every aspect but we rarely see him smile, rumours also said that he's the only one who can beat up Kou." My seat mate continued "He's so perfect~" They stated, "But he won't even talk to girls..." I stuttered, " Are they really that dangerous?..." "They are. They can break your heart in an instant."