Famous Warlock Names Novels & Stories

"Are you ... a cleric ...?" asked nervously one of the three miners who had not lost consciousness of him. "Or maybe a priest?" another miner continued. "Or maybe ..." the last miner started "a magician?" Before Zark delivered an answer, he looked around him, since he was rectifying that his spell had healed the fallen miners. Watching the other miners slowly get up, he realized that they were the same or even more confused than the three miners who remained standing. In his mind, he wanted to respond by saying "I am Zark and I am a Warlock" but decided against it, as DM recalled that in the worlds of magic and fantasy Warlocks do not have a pleasant reputation, since they are generally view

“I still remember the story of the great warlock who went missing several years ago and hasn't been found to this day. This warlock is said to be very well versed with spells, so if I'm not mistaken, that warlock should be none other than-” “Me? Is that what you're implying?” She raised her brow at me and slowly walked closer. “I hate guessing what I don't know, but because of his talents and ability with spells, his name has gone far and wide across the continent. Not only that, there are some features through this warlock can be described. Do you want me to go further?" She asked with her hands folded on her chest.

, roared Nick, Theo’s wolf, mind linking the warriors. The warriors did as they were told, aiming for the heads or hearts. Rogue heads and organs were all over the bloody field. Zeke and Darvell were killing whatever got in their way when a rogue pounced on Darvell, ripping his throat out. “No!”, screamed Zeke, his best friend died right before his eyes. He raised his hand and turned the rogue to ash. Nicholas was fighting a warlock, spells being cast and thrown at one another. “Las an dorchadas”, he chanted, the warlock fell to his knees screaming, burning from the inside out.

Mage Marcus exclaims. "We've missed your expertise, Mage Serra," Mage Thorne finally speaks up, his tone still guarded. "But may I ask how we should address you now? Will it be Mage Serra or Luna Serra?" "Hmmm, Gideon is already preparing for our renewal of vows, so after that, in public functions, you should refer to me as Luna Serra," I inform them. "But privately, while we are working, Serra is just fine." The other mages exchange glances before nodding in understanding. I can sense the excitement from them, as if they are eager to start working on something new. I smile inwardly. For sure, I will use their talents for myself.

He laughed loud and long, but the Warlock was barely fazed by his sudden behavior. “You have guts, I’ll have to admit. The audacity of you to come here, after killing my right hand man is baffling, truly. You’re really brave,” he mocked, shaking his head at the naïve man who had fallen into his trap. He couldn’t believe that the warlock was also his love rival as well. His eyes bled into black almost instantaneously and that was when the Warlock knew that Damien wasn’t going to listen to him quite easily.

I say my emotions starting to get the best of me I'm so near shifting to my wolf form. "Seth," she growls, her eyes still glued on the wolves ahead of us. "Get out of my way, you're messing with the wrong bitch," Moira growls at them. "Moira, Moira, Moira..." a guy says coming out from behind the wolves, they all bowed their heads and moved out of his way. "You," Moira growls at him, "What's the meaning of this Jace? We're too old for tag games aren't we?" Moira says she knows the guy?

Ezra had also received his opponent's wild declaration of war. He closed his eyes slightly, speculating on his opponent's exact direction. Windy and Nolan also heard howls filled with declarations of war. The instincts of a Wolf warrior didn't let them have the slightest thought of backing down. They both spun in unison as they flew in Ezra's direction. All the creatures in the forest are afraid to return to their lair because the mystic declares war. The forest was suddenly frighteningly silent, and it was possible to see the danger lurking in that atmosphere.

She said and sighed once more. "In the past there were so many different creatures. Their were vampires , warlocks, witches, fairies and even mermaids, but there was never any wolves or lucan. See lucans were only placed on the earth when the Great War came. Vampires were always peaceful, they fed off of animals, but one night a group of vampires were attacked by warlocks, for a reason we don't know, and eventhough warlocks were powerful, the vampires were to fast. Rafael the clan leader of the vampires ,bit into a warlock and when he tasted the warlocks blood, he went mad. The powers of a warlock lives inside of him. So when Rafael drew the warlocks blood he also drew the warlocks power. It

He asked them and instantly replied. "I am a magician, a dark magician." A cycle is to be completed, the presence of a dark warlock will merge all pantheons and breed war. This is the prophecy, the prophecy spoken off the lips of the being of Secrecy. (CHECK THE FIRST CHAPTER FOR THIS QUOTE)

( It asks in a proud manner) ALEXANDER : Who are you and why are you trying to destroy Haven?? ( He asks in a calm tone as he moved his horse forward, staring intently at the dark cloud) FACE OF A MAN FORMED IN THE CLOUD : Hmm… Because of the name you have made for yourself, I shall entertain your questions. I am Drake Manchester, Warlock of shadow but you can call me the Shadow King and for your second question, I do not want to destroy Haven. I merely just want to enslave it’s people and bring them as an offering to the Dark god.