Inhuman Warlock Novels & Stories

Glossary: Maoir = elder/member of the high council - Kratoh = a bug the size of a lizard, multiplies when water enters their system - Lycan Dea = Lycan Goddess *~~~* Habu was walking down the corridor back to his living quarters when he saw something small move out of the corner of his eye. He stopped in his tracks, not believing it was what he thought it to be. Taking a small knife from his hip he let it fly in the direction of the creature. Hitting it straight on.

Luther said and she was a little bit shocked " A human?? Why??" " Too much questions " Amdis said " She's his mate,," Brad said and Lenora gasped " Mate? Human?? How did that happen?? " " You should be happy I found her,," Luther said " I am,,but,,human. Fine,," Lenora said and walked out " She's becoming something else these days,,she hate the smell and sight of humans but am sure she will get used to it " Amdis said

he said "And you can? Can you see them if you wanted? Nothing is holding you back?" I asked. "No. Nothing" he answered shaking his head. "Then we have to go see them someday. Don't you want to see your nephews? No?" I asked. "I do. I have just... been busy" he replied sheepishly. "For a thousand years?" I asked, hitting him in the arm. "A hundred human years is actually a year in the three supernatural realms. The underworld, the sea and the sky. Do you not wonder why Jonathan is king now? What happened to his father?" He asked.

But he, of course, wasn’t the one that birthed him. Even if he had been a woman, he wouldn't have birthed Alarick. Because the Warlord had to be on field, he also couldn’t afford to be hurt or die easily. It could be the death of their empire. So their family came from a legacy of children born by frost giants from a warlord’s blood. If the child was born a woman, the giants took her away. If it was a man and human, he would be the next Warlord.

It had been like that since the beginning of the house of Anderson and this was why Roselle's family was considered humanity's most protected treasure - for without the guardians, the humans' only hope to stand against the Werewolves would crumble to ashes. That night, Quinn spoke to Roselle and told her everything. He told Roselle that he and the three human emperors had proposed a truce with the Werewolves. They made it appear that Quinn refused to fight for the humans because he didn't want to die young like all the other guardians before him, saying that it was finally time for both Werewolves and humans to cease fire. But of course, that was a lie to cover the real problem. Quinn explai

"Go! I signaled my pilot to fly the girl and the medical team away, and I remained behind to deal with the soldiers. I had already mindlinked my beta and asked him to send the military force in case a war were to begin. I am a Lycan. I am the strongest of all, so killing all those men singlehandedly was a piece of cake for me, but still, I chose to involve my military. I knew sending back the corpses of his men would only humiliate him more because he would be left wondering why his a hundred and something men were defeated by a single person. "What brought you to my kingdom?" I asked as more of the troop trooped closer to me.

I just wanted her to be pulled to me, to be attracted to me, to want me, to want to do everything with me, to want to get married to me… Though marriage wasn’t popular among werewolves since we marked each other, but because I had a human mate, I had been thinking about it a lot. “She is not like all the other women and never will be. You know that, James,” my mom said seriously, cutting through my thoughts. I glanced at her. “Yeah, I know,” I said quietly. “Dad, can you make James poor? Like, cut him off from the inheritance or something?” Fay asked with an evil smirk. “Haha, very funny. I’ve been earning my own money for years,” I shot back. It was true. I earned money as a lead warrior an

At the command, Scorpion acted swiftly, spraying venom that instantly corroded the black robe. Inside was indeed a human figure but wrapped tightly in white bandages, resembling a mummy with no discernible features. The bandages had been specially treated, impervious to the corrosive venom. "A War Puppet!" At the sight, many exclaimed in astonishment. In Grimalkin, these powerful servants were coveted by many warlocks. However, the conditions for their creation were so stringent that they were exceedingly rare. The War Puppet before them might just be the only one in the entire Grimalkin, or even the world.

With his skill set he could help create a new army. The aura in the room shifted. The Death Flock assassin stepped on the white carpet swirled with flowers, and his leather tightened around his chest. "You aren't human, so the rules don't apply to not touching you," he smirked. "Oh my god," Christine muttered. Whether it was to her father being a warlock or the deathly heavy power radiating from the assassin, I wasn't sure. Either way, we were all stunned, not realizing that this man, this warlock before us, was indeed a magical entity.

VICTORIA I knew I would meet my mate eventually, but I was surprised it would be the high warlock. Fate could be cruel. I fought my whole life against the warlock movement. They were generally evil and power-hungry. As much as I was surprised, I was mated to the high warlock. I was more surprised he was raised human and never tapped into his magic. This could be a game-changer for someone not tainted by dark power and evil. They could unite the factions. I had never heard of a white warlock, but it was worth checking into. I can't feel the mate bond because I am only seventeen, but the oracle showed me what he looked like when Devon laid eyes on me when I first busted into that room. I knew