Cedric The Sorcerer Novels & Stories

I took another peek into the basket. She was right. Hidden beneath the bag of salt and chalk laid an array of smallish, clear crystals. Sungul continued, “Once a familiar appears, you’ll give them a crystal.” As I skimmed over the paper that held the spell, Sungul carried on, “You need to remember that you have to stay concentrated during this. Breaking that concentration before offering the crystal would mean breaking the link. You’ll have to start all over again.” “Well….” I trailed off quietly with an exasperated huff. I never knew how much work it took to summon a familiar. “Does it matter which crystal I use?”

His eyes widen and it’s only now, at the end, that he realizes that he is nothing compared to me. I stand over him, my sword raised above my head. “I, Cedric Thierry, Royal Alpha Lycan King, dragon rider of Tana, the fire dragon, father of Kenna, the fire dragon and Liekki, Prince and future Alpha of all wolfpacks, sentence you, Troy, to death for your crimes against me, my pack, and the supernatural community.” “Cedric, no….” His voice is cut off as my sword separates his head from his body. As his head rolls away and his body slumps to the ground, I roar my defiance and my victory over Troy.

In just an instant, Andrius’ forehead was beaded with sweat, veins bulging. “Hahaha...” Cedric looked at his actions and laughed. “What? Are you trying to leave? Give up! With your cultivation gone, you’re just a cripple now. Furthermore, you’re gravely injured. There’s no hope of escaping. Most importantly, you’re about to die!” Andrius frowned. “What do you mean?” “I mean...” Cedric stared at him and suddenly laughed. “The immortal blood in your body was drained and replaced with an unknown beast’s blood. It’s extremely overpowering and can’t be used by humans. You’ll soon... Ka-boom! You’ll explode and die! Hahaha...”

As one of the top great wizards of the Dark Parliament, Cesar had also participated in the attack on Grand Duke Andrey's estate. During the day, he met Qin Haodong by chance. He immediately felt the familiar aura of this young man and realized that this was the man who had destroyed the black witchcraft spell he had cast on Angel. Cesar was vicious, vengeful, and cunning. He knew that this young man must be very capable since he could destroy his witchcraft spell.

The door to the room opens, and a muscular, handsome man comes in. I snort. Even at the castle, I am surrounded by attractive men, but none ever looked at me with desire! And so I glare at him. I know this man. Caius Liddicoat, a vampire prince of a rival Kingdom. Is he the reason I smell blood? “Miss Serra, I know you’ve always been an amazing woman, but I will advise you against using magic when you are still half alive.”

"Given the rules that kept our wolf forms recessive, Santos claimed to have a cure to make werewolves transform more easily. The Council was overjoyed and invited him to join their ranks." I listened intently, my heart racing. "Cedric's parents were among those who fought for equality of all wolves. They became close friends with Santos during their protests at the Council meetings." My eyes widened in shock. "Wait! My father knew Cedric's parents!" Grace nodded solemnly. "But how do you know you're not older than eighteen?" She chuckled, a faint smile on her face. "I'll take that as a compliment." She continued, her voice somber. "Santos invited Cedric's parents to his lab, showcasing his r

"Your mastery over elemental magic and your unwavering loyalty make you an ideal candidate. Will you join this quest?" Felicity, standing tall and resolute, stepped forward. "I will, Supreme Sorcerer. I shall serve our coven with all my power." Constantine nodded, then turned her gaze to Freya, a witch known for her unparalleled knowledge of ancient spells. "Freya, your expertise in ancient magic is unmatched. Will you lend your talents to this mission?" Freya, her expression one of fierce determination, stepped forward to join Felicity. "I pledge my abilities to our cause, Supreme Sorcerer."

There was an undeniable sense of grace and dignity in the way he moved as if every gesture carried the weight of centuries of wisdom. "Hello, Luna Jasmine. You must be surprised as to how I know you and how I am aware of your arrival. My name is Cedric, I am what you call a Wizard" His voice was strong and tone powerful for a man his age. As I sat in his presence, I couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence, wash over me. This was no ordinary man, I knew it. A wizard? That wasn't possible, wizards didn't exist. How could one be living in the eclipse pack without the triplet's knowledge?

Cedric rolled his sleeves and dipped his hand into Lucindo's chest as he twisted his heart left and right, slowly killing him. "Pathetic coward!" Blood splattered from Lucindo as he cried out. "Why don't you release me of this object and let's combat like man to man." Cedric cackled. "Says the guy that has knocked me out twice with magic. You hide behind magic and call it man to man? You must be insane." He grabbed his bald head and bashed it on a pillar. Blood was beginning to gush out. Hilda made muffled noise and immediately we remembered she was tongue-tied by magic. Suzy rushed to her and said some incantations that finally relieved her.

My calm submission seemed to unnerve Cedric more than any violent protest. I had just packed the last ancient spellbook into my trunk when the door to my hideout was blasted open by a surge of dark magic. Cedric stood in the doorway, his crimson eyes were bloodshot, burning with a desperate rage. “What game are you playing?” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. His eyes raked over me, scrutinizing me from head to toe, as if trying to find a single crack in my facade.