Midnight Sorceress Novels & Stories

ADY “Where on earth is he?” I kept searching for Damon, but I always returned to the Ruins. I casually hopped over the fence and entered. The ruins are shrouded in an eerie silence, with darkness enveloping everything. I heard some unusual sounds coming from above. Out of nowhere, a hand landed on my shoulder, instantly sending a wave of warmth through my body. Damon casually stood in front of me and effortlessly switched places with me. I witnessed the boulder narrowly miss Damon’s back, causing a surge of shock to course through me. The boulder shattered upon impact, yet he remained utterly composed. How did Damon manage to surprise me and enter without my knowledge? How was he supposed to

Can't she see that he was busy showing off and building dominance over whose better and whose more senior between him and Charmy? It was so rare to have this kind of platform where he can show Charmy that she still has a lot of catching up to do before she could reach his level. But this master of his was grabbing him this hard to come by opportunity.. What an inconsiderate lass she was. [Alright, so I read about this on one of those books at theApothecary class section. I found this record about a sorceress that suits your description. This sorceress was dubbed as the best potioneer of the Milennia.]

Alexis stared at Lendon seriously and said, “Mr. Martin, after last full moon night, I am sure Miss Miller can help control your poison, but….” “What?” Lendon stared at Alexis and asked coldly. “The poison has increased rapidly since last night,” Alexis answered. Lendon had guessed this result, so he didn’t get angry. “Do you know the reason?” He asked. “I think it is also related to Miss Miller.” Alexis explained patiently, “At full moon night, Miss Miller will spread a kind of special smell as well as another matter from her that could lessen the wolf poison inside your body; therefore, I conclude she can help decrease it. But on an ordinary day, her body is producing another matter that w

The noisy surrounding a while ago had suddenly become as quiet as the peaceful swamp. Everyone was dumbfounded at the domineering power of these two goddesses. The instructors showed a 'can't be helped' expression on their faces. Looks like these two beautiful ladies were top-notch magicians. While the others were dumbfounded, inside the carriage - Principal Mar Mari was grinning. It looks like he made the right decision in recruiting this girl. But not just that, he also discovered another talented trainee that could rival his recruited trainee. Who would have thought that that girl Almina Amulet would be attending this academy too? Her mother was rank S magician, while his father was one o

She has read that book too? Midnight was a character from one of his first books. The book was about a young man, who because of being possessed by demons, would go on a killing spree every midnight, the sight and scent of the blood being the only salvation from the mental and physical pain these demons brought him. That fucker was a total psycho. Jake felt wronged. Why should she call him that? Does Ryder think of him as a psycho? Yet, upon noticing Ryder beaming proudly like a little child, he didn't have the heart to refuse. "Why not."

He demanded that I'm an innocent and pure sister and nothing will change it even tho he knows how many I killed. The next thing I knew he was already beside me, I didn't sense his presence or heard him. Like a thief or a killer. I opened my eyes and look at him. "Silas," I called and smiled at him. As he stepped firmly inside the room, the atmosphere changed. He carried this certain aura, his presence alone command respect and danger. He walks towards my bed and rests himself, he closes his eyes while breathing calmly. I pressed my lips while looking at Silas and also put my attention to Arceus who's also in the bed, carrying a white cloak fur and black stripes, silently sleeping.

Persephone screamed, and Fatimah rushed to attack Alaric but he caught hold of her by the throat, lifting her from the ground with a fixed smile on his face. Blinking back the pain, I stared at the woman walking beside him and saw her hands making patterns in the air as she manipulated the elements. A sorcerer, or a demon of the dark art. That was why I had been distracted enough to miss the attack. The word dimmed as my blood seeped to the floor, thousands of stars exploding in my vision.

He had in his office the scarce evidence, a few photographs of crime scenes, drawings and even vampire cartoons, of something he was completely sure, that was done by a human, and he was someone who knew where to attack, supernatural beings did not exist, The science that he loved so much made him doubt about those nocturnal creatures, this was a man who hated the female gender, and he would find it. The headlines read: STRIKE AGAIN! THE MIDNIGHT KILLER. Now they were two women who were presumably servants of the night, they woke up on the nearby dock, both with looks of terror and those marks made with a fine-edged weapon. A figure was walking along the pier, it was close to five in the mor

I feel so alive, oh I feel so free. Dancing in the moonlight , now you hold me close, your breath tickles my senses ..you boop my nose. All laughter fills the air, our faces lit up with impish glee... I want this to never end, for we are all just stardust. You and me. Forever yours, Meg

We raised our hands high, channeling our magic into a single, concentrated beam of light aimed directly at the sorceress. "Now!" I shouted, releasing our combined magic. The beam shot forth, a brilliant arc of light that cut through the darkness like a beacon. The sorceress's eyes widened in shock as our magic struck her, and for a brief moment, the chaos around us seemed to pause. But just as victory seemed within reach, Baddy reared back, unleashing a torrent of dark energy in a desperate attempt to shield the sorceress. The collision of our magic and his darkness was catastrophic, sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield.