Famous Warlock Names Novels & Stories

The fall of the Winter Moon pack angered Agnar and that's when he began making moves to take the throne. He now was Alpha to the largest known pack. He began taking in warriors from the packs that did not have Alpha’s any longer. He ensured they pledged loyalty and if there was the slightest bit of questioning it he killed them. There was no room in this world for weakness and uncertainty. He wandered over the river bank, he had always found water relaxing and calming. He found himself staring down into watching the rapid current make small waves over the river rocks. Soon hopefully all this will be over. Alpha Derek was the only real threat these days. He had sent scouts to see if it was D

“Do I keep calling you Tall, Dark, and Menacing, or do we go with a name that won’t get me executed?” “Alexander Veylor,” he said. “Wolf King of Nytherra.” Of course it was dramatic. My life couldn’t hand me a Bob. Alexander sounded like a cologne that came with a complimentary dagger. “Wow,” I said. “Bet Starbucks loves you.” A spark flickered behind his eyes—like joy was rationed here. “And your oversized house—wolves?” I tried. “Do they have names, or is it more of a ‘fetch, pack’ vibe?”

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.

The warlock took her hand, kissing the top, garnering a growl from my dad. “I always forget how possessive wolves are. My name is Luz. Pleasure to meet you.” The warlock stated, taking a step back. If the warlock hadn’t come so highly recommended by Sarah, a witch that our pack have worked with for years, I am sure my dad would have put him in his place for touching my mom. As it was, I could see my dad seething next to Luz. Anders stepped forward, clearly wanting to get down to business, although the smile across his face told me that he was enjoying the situation. If the situation was reversed and that was Harley on the other end of the kiss, I knew that he would not be very happy.

Alex noticed the stranger first and signaled to Kai, who approached cautiously. "I mean no harm," the stranger said, raising his hands in a gesture of peace. "My name is Orion, and I bring news of an old enemy who has returned." Kai's eyes narrowed as he studied Orion. "What enemy do you speak of?" "The rogue werewolves have revived an ancient adversary, a powerful warlock named Thorne. He seeks to aid them in their quest for the supreme god's power. If they succeed, his dark magic will amplify their strength beyond measure."

You know that as well as the next man, but I think I have found the right one. StarWolf grunted his annoyance, ‘Out with it Beta, what have you done?’ Maxwell huffed and pouted like a child at having his moment taken away from him. ‘Are you fucking pouting at me Max? I mean, come on. For real?’ Max grinned back at his Alpha, ‘I have only secured the services of a direct descendent of the Greatest Warlock that ever lived. Marvin can trace his ancestors back to Merlin.’ He finished proudly until StarWolf chuckled,

Some even had their lips sewn together, an initiation for young warlocks as they must practice silence for a century. “I was there too. And after all that I have done for you. After all that I have sacrificed… do you not think me worthy to be one of the princes?” One of the warlocks, an elder with the symbol of a crescent moon on his forehead and a cross over his mouth, stepped forward. “No one is more worthy than you, Alexander the Immortal Sorceror,” he said, “But we cannot say the same for the rest of your chosen princes.” Alexander raised his chin slightly to intimidate the warlock. The warlock might be an elder, but he was still no match for Alexander. “You question my judgment?”

Further upon asking about its source, middle aged couple informed us that infected young girl was their younger daughter while her name was name Mariana, Mariana was one beautiful young girl who turned Seventeen year earlier that week and her secret long time lover Adrian proposed Marian for marriage but she declined his proposal and made fun of him in front on her entire family and friend because he was a hunchback young man, she also mentioned that she was simply using his love for her selfish motive, Adrian was a Taylor by profession he used to run a small yet very popular garment shop in their town while Mariana used to get her gowns designed from her without paying him a dime. Humiliate

The words hung there, thick and heavy. “By who?” My voice barely carried. “A warlock,” Marcus said grimly. “Not a rogue warlock. A very old one, from one of the forgotten bloodlines who once served the Council from the shadows.” His jaw clenched. “A man obsessed with power - and with creating what had never existed before.” I could barely breathe. “Why her?”

“You’re late.” From the darkness near the door, a figure stepped forward — a tall man with eyes as pale as ash and a smile like a blade. His name was Darek, a warlock from the Black Coven. She had summoned him once before, when the witch wars had torn through the borders. Now she needed him again, for a quieter, deadlier kind of battle. “Control is relative,” she replied coolly. “I still hold the Alpha’s mark. I still wear his crest. I still command this pack.”