Divine Soul Sorcerer Novels & Stories

But then he stared into the purple flame with an enchanted look, no longer scared. "Here, you need to put it on your head." I took half of the parchment inflame and put it on my head. Cerberus grabbed it off fast, but then he put it on his own head with hesitation. He was covered in the purple light. Cerberus closed his eyes. He enjoyed the spell. Soulstorm was a mind-healing spell. It was almost like the spell was designed just for him. His mind must be bothering himself a lot as well, like a headache that won't go away.

"I am my genius father. You are so slender, so elegant. I am so lucky to have a thoughtful father like you. I'm glad you're my father. I'm glad I'm your daughter. I'll kiss you when you come, and it's huge!" He quickly stood up and threw everything on the table to the floor. He still wasn't dead! Again he succumbed to his helplessness! Even when he killed his daughter with his own hands, he had never been this helpless... The fire inside him would not go out no matter what he did. Because he knew that only the last thing called death could put out that fire. Only those who were not helpless would do it. That fire in the helpless would burn until death, and it would burn like hell... Just lik

I don't know how I am looking but with the horrid expressions on Alex and Joanna’s I may be looking like a fool and shit. “ E…E…Ezra, H..He…Is W…with…M..Mitchell.” I don't know how I uttered these words as my eyes are closing on their Accord and all I can see is blackness and their voices are absurd. I welcomed the darkness which was calling me and I happily welcomed it and kept falling and falling till I felt peace. “ Ezra Irwin is not only an addiction but also a parasite who will kill you even after you are dead and I hope I have met my death.”

"Chu the Devil, I'd rather die than fall into your hands. You evil man, I'm not convinced. I was killed by you. Do you know how immoral you are? You're a rogue and have no demeanor of an expert. You..." Chu Xun raised his hand and made a magic signet with one hand. It was a Soul Imprisoning Signet. Immortal Qi surged and imprisoned the Fiend Soul. "You are so wordy. Let me see how you die. If you can die, I will give you my head." Chu Xun sneered. Fifth Fiend Supremacy screamed. He had actually lost control of himself and couldn't detonate his own Fiend Soul. Chu Xun chuckled. A divine soul was a different form of a body. Ordinary means did not work on the divine soul, but the Soul Imprisoni

She was the strongest witch from her clan, and I was her powerful hybrid child, until they came. The witch who had prepared the Anthurium must have known who I was, and surely had enough grudge against me and my mother to go to that lengths. To perform such a strong potion, a sorcerer must be willing to sacrifice a decade worth of their power - for a decade they will have no power and be unable to conjure up spells and someone had willingly done that in exchange for our death. I was going to find that person, and I was going to make death the easy way out for them. I flung the dead squirrel as far as I could, and with the back of my hand, I wiped my mouth before turning slowly to Damon. A wh

I rolled my eyes, lowering my gaze to look back at my wrist as I reached to grab my now full mug, feeling also a little offended even though I still had no idea what was that stupid mark. “You don’t have to stare at it like that, though.” My eyes suddenly snapped up to his once I've felt him quickly grab my shoulders, turning me aside to face him. “Do you even understand the gravity of this situation?” He practically yelled in my face, sounding extremely alarmed, his tone dripping with seriousness. “Huh?” My eyebrows shot up, obviously taken aback by his sudden outburst. “Blake, Azrael is one of the Horsemen,” He kept ranting as I simply stared up at him, clueless.

As the dozen or so paper charms flew off, countless rays of golden light lit up their surroundings, and the place became as bright as day. Unfortunately, the two Devoras weren't affected at all. Sebastian couldn't help but gulp nervously. That had been a spell specifically to use against evil things! Although it wasn't as powerful as the Sky General's Auglight spell, it was supposed to be able to suppress even deities. Were the Devoras even more powerful than a spirit deity? "They are tangible and have flesh like you and I. The Soultrap Spell is ineffective on them!" Nina shouted at Sebastian while battling one of the Devoras.

Yet, even now, part of him revealed in the passion of that stolen night. Suddenly, a surge of frustration swept through him, and without thinking, he struck the wall with his fist. Pain shot through his hand, but it was nothing compared to the ache in his heart. How could he, a man of God, succumb to such weakness? "I let the demon eat me whole," he muttered to himself, his voice hoarse with self-loathing. Was he even worthy to be called 'priest' anymore? A sharp knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. Startled, he looked up to see Sakristan Jake peering cautiously into the room.

“You can’t save everyone. You’ll lose yourself.” Soren’s reply was a whisper that sounded like thunder. “Then I’ll make myself infinite.” And for the first time, Travian saw it — not madness, but divinity, wild and unstoppable, blooming behind Soren’s eyes. He could barely breathe. “Soren… what are you doing?” Soren’s smile was soft, sorrowful, radiant. “Finishing what you started, my love.” The storm exploded outward. The skies peeled open again, spilling an aurora that reached across continents. Souls poured through the cracks like rivers of light, drawn toward Soren, merging with his radiance until he was no longer a figure of flesh and bone but an embodiment of life itself.