Evil Sorceress Novels & Stories

It seems as though the forest itself was accepting my words and we're in support of my actions. I knelt in the middle of the forest, the full moon casting a vibrant glow on me. The sorcerer, a cursed woman from the Vermillion Dusk Pack, stepped closer. She had a long, flowing silver hair which glowed under the moonlight and a pair of wicked silver eyes that spoke of her ancient knowledge on dark magic which have been banned several years ago. She was widely feared and revered as a twilight ritualist who had lived for more than a hundred year but she had never aged a bit older than a twenty-seven year old woman.

The sorceress' structure started to move, her highlights twisting and mutilating as she released a dim, eldritch power that I had never seen. "Silly young lady," Selene growled, her voice extending and misshaping. "You figure your forsaken sorcery can stop me?" I staggered back, my eyes augmenting in dread as Selene's body kept on changing, her appendages prolonging and her elements curving into something both barbaric and alarming.

Truly, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. “I thought we were of the same mind, Helios. I thought we could be friends. But it seems like this will never happen and for lying to me, you will be destroyed.” I turn around to face her. The Sorceress is an enigma for no one, not even the elders know powerful she is and that is why, for decades, no one has dared to set foot in the Dark Forest to rid her of her presence. But I guess tonight, I will find out just exactly how strong she is.

The sickness was gone, my body miraculously whole and renewed, as though I had been reborn. Visaris' joy was palpable as he gathered me in his arms, his laughter a balm to my spirit. “You’re back, my love,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my temple. “I thought I’d lost you.” But it was not long after that a different revelation emerged, one even stranger, as a doctor arrived with a sorceress at his side. They looked at me with reverence, as though I were something rare, something feared. “She is a Temethan,” the sorceress declared, her voice laced with awe. “An ancient being of Lycanthrope blood, one who can shape-shift at will… and, perhaps, alter fate itself.”

KIND HERBALISTS AND HELPFUL WEREWOLVES ARE GONE. Elizabeth and Anais formed a pact-to make humans suffer forever.

The sorceress, a woman with long black hair and eyes filled with hatred, wore a cunning smile amidst the darkness. With determined eyes, I summoned the power of the time element. Waves of time enveloped my being, forming an invisible shield that protected me from the sorceress's attacks. "You won't be able to stop us," I declared with a resolute voice, courage blazing amidst the dark night. "Cassian is our Alpha, and the promise he made with me is sacred. I will protect him with my life." The sorceress laughed cynically, her voice echoing among the embracing trees. "Love and promises won't stand a chance against my power," she sneered. "I will snatch your Alpha away and make his power mine."

Elise explained while a waiter brought her a bowl of chocolate ice after she had placed her order. “ Poor Thomas ! but I prefer to say Poor Overlord. He is in for a big mess and your brother too. Valdosta is a shape shifting high sorceress. In the order of black magic and mage, she is one of the highest. And she especially deals in seduction and love potions, she makes millions of dollars from it.” Violet explained as she showed them the picture of a beautiful woman with long platinum blonde hair and a nice figure. Her almost colourless irises glowed from the picture making both Bianca and Elise cringe. “ I don’t understand how a black magic love potion making witch can change my brother’s m

The same enforcer who handled the contracts no one else would touch. The betrayal inside my own bloodline became real in that moment. My grandmother was not a frail old woman waiting out her days under cashmere blankets. She was directing the man who would put a bullet in me if the price was right. The soft voice that had stroked my hand and asked about my dress was the same voice now giving orders about timing and access points and the need for it to look clean. My stomach turned so hard I tasted metal. Rage and fear and a sick, dizzying grief twisted together until I could barely breathe around them. Softiya had held me as a little girl. Softiya had wiped my tears when I fell. Softiya was

"She can command the beast. You may not need to kill or make him dormant anymore." "That's a tricky part," Henry interjects as his smile fades. "The dead sorceress was a white wolf, too. She went dark. Used her powers for evil and personal gains. That's why I said I don't know if our own Miss Hart is evil or not. What we know is that she'll have equal capacity for good and evil." Kerris is pure light. She is good. I'm not worried in the slightest that she'll go dark. And maybe this is my dıck thinking, but I believe it strongly.

Her eyes go wider when she sees that I have marked Sarah and Sarah has marked me "You're an alpha now? How is that possible?" "Lot of things are possible,” Sarah smiles “You bitch! You came into this pack to take what is mine! You marked my mate! You!” Erica screams, tears pouring down her eyes, veins popping on her forehead The sorceress, who has been sitting quietly in her cell, suddenly starts laughing. The sound is pure evil "Oh, this is perfect," she cackles. "Do you have any idea what you've done, girl?" "And who is talking?" Sarah says dryly.