Cedric The Sorcerer Novels & Stories

I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm so there won't be a lot of orders. But why do I feel like he's going to ask me something weird? Crap, he better don’t do that. “Arthur, you can’t do it to a patient” I smile at him, try to convince him that I will be a bad errand type. “It’s okay, only me who knows it. Plus, I can keep a secret” he winks. “Asshole, go away!” I answer immediately. His laughter filled the room, he must be happy that he successfully teases me. What a jerk. Arthur opened the plastic bag and took out one orange from there, he slowly peeled the skin and cleaned it before handing one to me.

Bruce asks me. I shake my head. "I could use a ride if you don't mind. I am not sure I am ready to drive today," I say. I know I am not ready to drive. "I can take you, but first, I have to tell you something. I made some calls while you were sorting through some things. I wanted to give you some space. I found both of your uncles. They own a little magic shop in New Orleans. It is called Elemental Magic," Bruce says.

Despite my reluctance to make him a warrior, his eagerness to stand with us in battle was undeniable, prompting me to make him my right-hand man. In the dead of night, my warriors and I stood vigilant on the expansive plains of our land. Recent attacks by a mysterious breed of Lycans had left us on edge. These creatures were unlike any we had ever faced, and their fighting skills were different; their ability to camouflage and mask their scents made them nearly invisible until they struck. Driven by a thirst for blood, they posed a threat we had never imagined. We didn't know when they infiltrated our pack. It was Soren who found a way to identify them, revealing their presence among us. Unl

Samael has made a spell for communication. He is talking to my grandmother inside a magic bubble, making me question his species once more. Are dragon-shifters truly capable of magic designed for witches and warlocks? "I'm sorry, you know." Blake steps forward and picks up my interest with the hint of a smile playing over his lips. He has taken off the clown costume and is showcasing his killer physique. His cologne is drifting in the wind. I'm not sure what brand it is, but whatever it is, smells fantastic.

I was wearing the same white dress when I was escorted back outside, and I could see that a festival of sorts was taking place. Odd smelling drinks, and weird looking food was being consumed by the creatures here, and they looked like they were enjoying themselves. They all paused what they were doing when I reappeared, and I walked all the way back to Hades in silence. I got close to him and bowed again, he was the only one I would ever be bowing to. "Rise, my queen" he said softly "beautiful" he added. "Creatures of the dead and inhabitants of hell!" He shouted "you have all known for centuries my desire to meet with my mate and sire my destiny as I was meant to.

She feels so secure in his arms, and whatever his identity is doesn't matter anymore. ***** Ibrahil looks at Andrea lovingly while she's asleep. This woman doesn't have an idea how she makes him crazy. This morning when he woke up without Andrea in the villa, that is when he realizes that he loves this woman more than anything. He went around like crazy finding her. When he suddenly felt a strange energy near. He directly went to that place where he can sense it. It was Mabrugo, the king of Tamawo. The most powerful king amongst other Encantado's. It was his being a half Dalaketnon half tamawo that made him that powerful.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

"Probably panicked when he felt the coven bond—tried to take too much at once." Deidre’s eyes narrowed. "How do you know all this?" "Yeah," Pru added suspiciously. "How do we know you’re not working with him?" Zach’s jaw tightened. For the first time, he looked—vulnerable. "Because I’ve seen this before." He rolled up his sleeve, revealing jagged, silvery scars along his inner arm. "My old master—a psychic vampire—used to bind thralls like this. Drain them until they were hollow." His gaze flicked to Rita. "A witch freed me. So no, I’d never harm one. And I sure as hell wouldn’t work with someone like Derek."

"As you said earlier you will rather die than submit to me so, as your alpha I will make your last wish come true." "ATTACK!" I shouted, noone was ready for this but as quickly as the words left my mouth everyone launched themself on eachother. With split second my clothes were torn away from my body and I grew into a gigantic creature with fangs and black fur. I became my true self, a werewolf, an alpha that was born to lead the fight. It took us very less time than I expected to kill every treacherous man that stood in our lands. A roar of victory echoed through the forest.

Apparently, that piece of trash, Theo, had lost! Excellent! Cedric was delighted, seeing this as his perfect opportunity to seize power. He had also brought along his sworn brother for this venture. They called themselves the 'Evil Shadow Tigers', with Cedric naturally being the leader and the sect's Fifth Elder, Paul Leaven, as his second in command. Paul stood eight feet tall but weighed barely over a hundred pounds. He looked just like a pole. How he had become sworn brothers with the spherical Cedric was anyone's guess.