Jafar Sorcerer Novels & Stories

However, along her way of freeing herself from her first heartbreak, another prince came into her life and made it more chaotic as ever. “You must be Sharifa, the little witch in the woods.” A man of Sharifa’s age came into their house and offered a hand. “Keeram Monalier, your first love’s brother.”

He looked at me and said, "You've done a great job, she-wolf. I've never seen a braver girl like you during an operation like this. I saw your potion box. Have you been through some medical training before?" "No. The box belongs to Uma. She was the Shaman doctor in the Crimson Pack. I was just helping her around in her tent, treating wounded soldiers." I said. "You've got yourself a pair of very steady hands. Have you thought of becoming a doctor or something?" he asked. "A real doctor? A Shaman doctor, you mean?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "My name is Jafar Sadiq. I'm His Excellency's personal physician and I'm also the head of the Royal Medical Academy in King's Land. You're welcome to join

"Make him 'meet' Gean again. Seth could rig a hologram, something real enough to fool him." Dr. Jafar's eyes flashed, sharp and wary. "That's a cruel game, Your Highness. But it might work." I smirked, the idea taking root. "Cruelty's the only language we speak anymore." He shifted, his posture stiffening. "There's another reason I came," he said, his voice dropping low. "You know I've doctored for the White Walkers Pack and the Farrow family since I left the academy. I'm no prodigy, but Alpha Lucas Farrow… he always looked out for me. So I'm asking - presumptuous as it is - for you to pay him a visit."

It was as if he saw something in her that even she didn’t fully understand. “You have no idea what you're dealing with, Karina,” he said softly, his voice laced with the knowledge of a thousand years. “The Third Prince of Zorana isn’t just a king. He’s the rebirth of an entire world. And you… you are the one who will make it all possible.”

Royal sorcerer Gandalf said and flicked his a long white beard that was reaching up to his chest, As sorceress Gandalf spoke I heard a audible huff. “You are not incompetence Gandalf, I understand your struggle, at least you have successfully kept him trapped in our underground chamber, that beast cannot break free from magic spell that you have casted on him” King Aldrich said “Sargon son, after today when I’ll pass this crown to you, you will be liable for taking care of our people and their safety, you will be responsible for keeping that beast and sacred jewel away from eyes of our people, you have to make sure that his kind is kept hidden from rest of world, even If that means to…..” Ki

He pranked me on the first day he came back to this school! "Henry's the ice prince of our school, he's so cold, he even rejected the school's prettiest girls. He's handsome, smart and absolutely perfect in every aspect but we rarely see him smile, rumours also said that he's the only one who can beat up Kou." My seat mate continued "He's so perfect~" They stated, "But he won't even talk to girls..." I stuttered, " Are they really that dangerous?..." "They are. They can break your heart in an instant."

My guards burst into the room and knocked her unconscious before she could mumble out another spell. They stared at me, alarmed, and fell over their words. “Sire, what has she done to you –” “What do we do –” “What –” I cut them off, pushing past the agony in my veins. “Do not let her escape, and get me Zipphora. We need to find –” “You have a tendency of creating messes, don’t you, Olpheus?” Zipphora walked in, staring at me with exhaustion. She looked at Lyara, and frowned. I knew she could feel the remnant of the forbidden magic in the air.

"You don't understand, Kaelira. Seeing me is a death sentence in this world. The secrets of the Blackmoor Pack are written in blood. Now that you know... You can never go back to your books and your logic." As Zayden spoke, a cold, mocking laugh echoed from the canopy above. A man dropped from the branches, landing with the grace of a cat. He had a jagged scar across his throat and eyes the color of a fresh kill. "He's right, little human," the newcomer said, his gaze raking over Kaelira with a sickening hunger. "You can't go back. But don't worry... I have a much more interesting future planned for you.”

"As you said earlier you will rather die than submit to me so, as your alpha I will make your last wish come true." "ATTACK!" I shouted, noone was ready for this but as quickly as the words left my mouth everyone launched themself on eachother. With split second my clothes were torn away from my body and I grew into a gigantic creature with fangs and black fur. I became my true self, a werewolf, an alpha that was born to lead the fight. It took us very less time than I expected to kill every treacherous man that stood in our lands. A roar of victory echoed through the forest.

Susan Gowe,and her hand maiden Mardy, was riding towards the north city after getting a distress message from the singing owl, when they were apprehended by the messengers of the night possibly to halt their mission. Sarge, the leader of the three slain their driver and coachmen, pointed his bloody sword towards Susan,but the latter wasn't afraid of him. " My lady, it's almost dawn, I fear we will arrive late," Mardy whispered to Susan . " I know Mardy, but something seems off about this three , they are ordinary messengers yet I feel dark magic emitting from them" " My lady, are you trying to say that they were sent by—" " You know who , Mardy, only she can cast a dark spell this powerful,