Jafar Sorcerer Novels & Stories

There was even an incident that a magician of level 20 lost his sanity after forcing his way of using his own mana without the resonance with a deity. In the end, he murdered the parents of a family. That family's 2 children becomes an orphan as a result. And that certain magician goes into hiding. Until now, no one knew what happened to him. But rumors bound to exist. Some said that that magician becomes a demon. And some say he died after he suffered mana exhaustion. No one really knew the truth of what happened to that person after he flees from the scene... However, what he did that time birthed a great desire from a certain person. After all... 'hatred is the best fertilizer to nourish

Jafar stretches his legs on the chair and waits for me to complete, he is just like the unbearable old woman, they are just two grafts. - She's going to stay with us Jafar. - I already knew it. - Already knew? How did you know? Since when? Do you by any chance have a crystal ball, became a fortune teller, Jafar Abdul? He made the first move with the pawn and did not deign to face me. -You do not have to be a psychic to see the obvious.

Klaus said after a long silence, "Jodeicasca is the tale that makes quiet nights restless. Wicked men who die unrepentant are swallowed by her, devoured into this endless belly to suffer regret. But I don't want to regret anymore, Jade . . . I just want to be free." His fingers trailed down my arm, stopping just short of my wrist. Then, as though sensing I wouldn't let it slide again, he withdrew his hand. "This isn't real," I muttered, half to myself. "It's an illusion. Someone despicable is playing with me. When I escape, they'll suffer for this. By the heavens, they will." "Jodeicasca isn't just a tale, Jade," he said. "She's as real as the Great Gods. You wouldn't be here if you weren't

"We need to make it back to the border quickly." Soldiers wrestled her out of the punt while another paid the captain. She watched him float away with her precious bow and quiver, the work of many days and nights. A horse was brought, and Violet clambered on. "I'm King Curzon of Ipsit and I have been searching for you for a very long time, Violet," he said, positioning his horse next to hers in the center of the procession. "You're going to make me the most powerful monarch in all the elven realms."

I know you're worried, but I don't sense any trickery, Jai. “Jai?” Melinda pulls me out of my one-sided conversation with my wolf. “I know you probably find everything I just said hard to believe, but,” She waves her hand, and a dagger appears in a cloud of green mist. It sits suspended waist high as though it were proudly displayed on a stand, sans stand, obviously. My eyes widen upon closer inspection. “Soul Destroyer.” I gasp because never in my wildest dreams did I imagine ever seeing this dagger in real life.

“But no, it’s not a divine power like you’re thinking. It’s just because that last time she said some words to me, I almost felt my death coming.” I didn’t get what he said that’s why I just rolled my eyes. Whatever reminiscence he has now, I don’t care. Oh yeah. This one actually believes that I am the Fajra he knows. That I am the princess of the kingdom Zunumbra that he’s saying and that I'm destined to free my nation Amare. Wow, I can't believe I remembered all that. "You know what? In fairness to you, you can write a good book. Children will like your stories.” I said, shrugging my shoulders.

Eden Noldorasga brushed off the splashes of water clinging to the outside of his baggy brown bear hoodie as he grumbled. “Do you see how your grumbling looks like Abyss? Also, magic items are in the store over there.” "Abyss is like me, and don't be mean, I'm not interested in souvenirs." Well, all members of the magic community in this city knew that the charm shop next to "Svartalf Pastries" was a trickster. The shop owner - a demigod guy - would rather flirt with young girls than really focus on magic research (of course, research would not get much better, but at least he tried to do something right?)

She feels so secure in his arms, and whatever his identity is doesn't matter anymore. ***** Ibrahil looks at Andrea lovingly while she's asleep. This woman doesn't have an idea how she makes him crazy. This morning when he woke up without Andrea in the villa, that is when he realizes that he loves this woman more than anything. He went around like crazy finding her. When he suddenly felt a strange energy near. He directly went to that place where he can sense it. It was Mabrugo, the king of Tamawo. The most powerful king amongst other Encantado's. It was his being a half Dalaketnon half tamawo that made him that powerful.

This illusionist was making me laugh. “Why? Are you equipped to become a king?” I asked, and that made him grit his teeth. “I know how to rule a Kingdom. Getting the southeast kingdom was exchanged for the lives of these wolves.” Earlier, I was still laughing but not anymore. The way his group mates pointed the guns in the heads of the innocent wolves made me tense. I don't know what I should do to save them because in my wrong move, they won't hesitate to kill. “Damn. What should we do, Jace?”