Novel & Cerita Inhuman Warlock

"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.

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

“After forcing the chains for days, I managed to break mine. I burned my wrists… but I did it. I freed James. And just when I was helping him stand up… he appeared.” “Who? A human? Someone, you know?” “No. I didn’t know him, and he wasn’t a regular human. He was a warlock.” The word made my stomach twist. “I think I managed to free myself because the toxin wasn’t as strong anymore. The warlock came in thinking we’d still be restrained, but we weren’t. He was surprised to see us—and we killed him. We didn’t have the strength for anything else. We didn’t know if more were coming, so we ran. We couldn’t stay there. We wanted to fight, but in our condition, it would’ve been incredibly stupid,” B

A shimmering ripple, a set of The Dreadful Warlock incarnations directly manifest, towards the original mountain The Infernal Archmage suggested. The Infernal Archmage said slowly. "True Ghost Cadell Brian, True Ghost Tadhg Walter, he has a great team, he can fight with us. If we let him continue to grow. He will even be dealt with by his group, becoming his personal evolution group." In the past, when suppressing the human race, although the main force was the Shadow Pack, the remaining two Great Primordial Sinister Orders had similarly taken action. The Malevolent Society, The Sinister Order both have countless human hands inside that are covered with fresh blood. Cadell Brian immediately

While Eric and Tate just looked at me like they normally did. “How do you not know what a warlock is?” Ryan asked. “A warlock is a male witch. They are distrustful and they are only out for their own gains. Never trust a warlock to do anything for you because they will turn on you in a heartbeat.” Tate answered before I got the chance to respond to Ryan.

An old friend, Rufus, a powerful Warlock, came to see Zachary about the dire situation. "They are dark witches, Zachary. They use forbidden spells—black magic. Trust me, I had no idea they were aiding the vampires. Let me help you win this war. I’ll put them in their place," Rufus offered, his eyes glinting with determination. "We need all the help we can get, Rufus. Thank you," Zachary replied gratefully. Warlocks were incredibly rare—only five existed in the entire world, each one possessing the power of a hundred witches combined. Rufus called upon his fellow Warlocks to join the fight against the dark witches.

“Berus.” Silas called into the crowd, waiting as a dark figure emerged from the crowd, a black aura surrounding him. I lifted my head slightly so that I could see him, this large cloak covering a hunched frame, a large, bony hand holding onto an oak staff which was twisted up towards the heavens, an elegantly placed crystal ball attached to the top, the oak curling around it. His face was covered partially by his wavy silver hair, his amethyst eyes shining through, promising me a world of pain should I take even a single step out of line. His dark blue cloak was tattered and old, the colour fading ever so slightly, his skin sagging and wrinkled. I knew of this warlock, I knew that he was a n

A man reaches out to grab my arm tightly and yanks the knife out of my hand and pulls me to his chest. "Such a shame, I would have really loved to get to know such a woman". Dumbstruck I am unable to speak. I hear my father from behind me clear his throat. "Calliope, meet Alexander Bathory. Head of the warlock council, son of the covenant leader Constantine Bathory.... and your betrothed".