Crime Sorciere Novels & Stories

Sean just glanced disinterestedly. “What's more?” “Adam didn't do it all himself, he hired a very famous assassin in the dark world, Sour.” Sour. Sean had heard that name before. Sour is a genius assassin with a psychopathic mind who is very cruel and maniac. He kills his victims with a very mature calculation and can be very cruel at times. Until now, no one knew the real figure of the killer. “Sour is famous for never failing. He will become obsessed with his victim if he can't kill them. And now, he will definitely chase you, you have to be careful because until now we don't know who he is.”

“Is that smell cherry and Vanilla?” “Good guess.” Cain said. “Oren won’t smoke anything else.” “I would if I had to, I guess. I just don’t have to.” Oren puffed out a cloud of white smoke. “Now that we’re full and settled, time to get down to business.” Cain said. “First of all, as you can see by the conjuring of the food and drink, the magic here is plentiful.” He was talking directly to Loril now. “But it isn’t that way all over.” He took Loril’s hand, “You and I are Charmers, as Oren indicated. Female Charmers are better known as Diabolists.”

"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."

Paris took his shaman necklace out of his pocket and tried to release her from her compelling before offering his palm to her again, but she still does not want to drink. “I guess by choice,” Paris said. ‘I should leave. She is fine and Ann must be worried about me,’ Paris thought, about to leave, but Soraya grabbed him by his hand. “Why are you so familiar to me but I don’t know you, do I know you?” Soraya asked. “Drink and you will know just how well you know me,” Paris said, picking up on her fear. “Merch is the devil himself,” Soraya said, looking at the skin tattoo on her wrist.

He rubbed his cheeks a little while looking at the two. “I want to talk to you two about… the previous accident. It appeared that it was done by a group of sorcerer who named themselves as the Golden Sun,” Starvos pulled the chair and sat at the other corner of the room for them to look at him. “They are group of sorcerers known for how they are quite greedy for money and how they would do anything if in return they would be paid. I got this information from Iris who had been detained.” “She’s still alive,” Dominic narrowed his eyes. The woman had not only hired sorcerers to come after Rose but had betrayed his grandmother’s trust and had almost killed Rose. “I thought Agios too has a rule w

Kayla asked while pointing in a certain direction. In that direction was a young man. Surrounding him was the smell of piss and sweat. The boy's face was pale and a look of horror and hopelessness was imprinted onto it. He looked traumatized and the boy was none other than Jace. "Hey, you!" Lucas called out harshly. The boy flinched before looking back at Lu7cas, his whole body trembling. Seeing his reaction, Lucas broke out into a large grin but to Jace, that was the devil's grin.

Yule Cairo Ruiz, the sorcerer who made human sacrifices. “Hey you!” I yelled, drawing the attention of all the students. I couldn’t care less. The witcher just looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I walked towards him in hurried steps. Leonel and Hunter started to move as soon as they saw my expression. However, they couldn’t stop me. I freaked out when I saw him smile. Something about that smile made me sense something creepy and dangerous. I knew something was wrong. I took the witcher by the shirt, feeling my claws grow and grow. He had taken Primrose, I was sure of it. Yule Cairo Ruiz was calm, too calm.

When she was done, she didn't know how she walked back to the kitchen without falling on her face. “Oh my god! Did you see that hottie?" She grabbed Lisa and squealed immediately she entered. "Yeah, I saw. I saw how you were gushing and almost drooling all over the poor man!" "I was?..." Cora asked in surprise. She didn't know she was that obvious "Yes, Corazon!" Lisa rolled her eyes upward. "He's American. I can bet he's on holiday, looking for a pussy to make his time in Spain more enjoyable. So please get your head out of the cloud if you don't want to get hurt!" Lisa snapped

the sorceress asked, sipping on a bluish liquid that filled her cup, which I assumed to be maybe a rare species of wine. “One of your sorceresses who worked for my pack stole my mate's scent and wolf,” Kaiden said, swirling the wine glass in his hands. The sorceress had an amused look in her eyes. “I see. You have the power to confront and get it from her, so why come here? I'm guessing she’s dead and that's why you're here—because you need my help.” “Correct,” Kaiden remarked. “She killed herself, and I don't know why. But I know you have a book containing all the sorcerers that roam the earth.”