Noble Sorcerer Ashes Novels & Stories

He picked up the branding iron and placed it in the burning fire “Bound by loyalty, bound by blood and bound by oath. I renounce my title and bestow the power I inherited from our predecessors on a new legacy.” He flipped open the book of oaths.” I renounce my oath to Lead and serve Zenturio as head and swear my loyalty as Lord.” He picked up the branding iron and walked over to me ,the book still in his hands. I took a deep breath , preparing myself for the burning pain. “ With our symbol carved into the hearts ,We serve in Loyalty and in ashes.” The crowd echoed.” We serve in Loyalty and in Ashes.” And he pressed the hot iron in my skin ,right into my heart,craving the symbol of a rose on

They surrounded the group, wearing devilish smirks. "Master, we'll handle the annoying six and play with them. The Olmpha is yours," one of the men- a man with jade black hair and several scars on his otherwise handsome face- said with an alarming grin and the black-robed man immediately launched a ball of dark magic at him, instantly turning him to ashes. The other two looked unfazed as if this were everyday happenings. The idiot only had himself to blame for angering the master. However, Mel and co. were astonished. So easily, he... he turned someone into ashes? This was indeed a sorcerer. None of them was his match. What to do now?

I stood in the center of the hovel, my hand trembling as I looked down at the black fluid dripping from the tip of the needle, my heart knocking against my ribs with a devastating realization. The clock was running out for Nikolai, and my ultimate weapon failed. The Ashen Lord’s possession wasn't a standard magical sickness that could simply be stabbed away. Suddenly, the cold emerald embers inside the hovel’s central stone altar began to swirl with a slow, hypnotic velocity. The shadows cast by the bone pillars twisted, independent of the light, stretching across the floor until they pooled together at my feet. A low, mocking sound resonated through the timber of the walls, dropping the roo

SERAPHINA’S POV ‘Wire and Ash’ The blinding spotlight sliced through the ocean mist, turning the pitch-black deck into a stark, blinding stage. The high caliber line slammed into the glass railing above my head with a deafening CRACK, showering my hair and shoulders with heavy shards of reinforced glass. I ducked, pressing my back against the vibrating hull, my heart slamming against my ribs like a trapped bird. Heavy boots pounded across the upper deck. Shouted orders, sharp and panicked, cut through the roar of the dark waves.

Then, they transformed. Two massive wolves snarled and lunged, brawling in the ashes. Ash and soot clouded the air as the wolves clashed, fangs bared, fury unleashed. They didn’t stop until they were completely spent. Finally, they collapsed apart, panting, scorched and scraped. Jones slumped down, face ashen, despair written in every line on his face.

“Come with me and this would be all over, I promise, I will give him a befitting burial and make you a good queen, you will never lack till the day you die. I swear it over my dead family.” His words triggered me. I was suddenly so upset and the strength and zeal that had left me before suddenly came back. I wiped my face and slowly dropped Asher’s head on the ground and stood up to face him. “If Asher dies, this is all on you. You made me do this and now, you will pay for it. I promise you” I started to chant some of the spells I remembered,”Alhodius Crast Talimba Migwon Monphreels”

Her screams were like shrieks, it was so loud that the warriors blocked their ears, but blood was already trickling down from their ears already. They knelt down and their eyeballs changed color, they became white and walked over to the creature and stood behind her like they were her warriors. She gave a sound that sounded like she was laughing and pleased. Then Asher got there and saw his men behind her, and their eyes were white. He knew something must have happened, then he began to run towards her when the sorceress appeared before him and performed a spell that made him go deaf. She dragged him towards a big tree and then connected him to her with the use of telepathy.

A hooded figure caught me instead, steadying me until they were sure I wouldn't fall again. "What is your name, Necromancer?" It was the same feminine voice that spoke before, coming from the figure standing in front of me. Her robe was different, made of a finer cloth in a bright shade of green. Delicate stitching of the same color scrolled along the cloth edges. A Priestess, maybe? "Your name," she demanded again, but this time pain shot up my arms. I gasped, trying to think. I couldn't give them my real name. "Asher," I breathed. "Asher West."

His mind fought her like a storm, lashing back with visions of fire, broken kingdoms, and the looming shadow of Hades himself. Althea staggered but clenched her fists. “Tell me!” she demanded, her voice trembling but resolute. The sorcerer’s laughter rang out—manic, triumphant. “You will never win. His heir will open the way. His spies walk beside you already, unseen, unmarked. You cannot stop him!” The shadows writhed, and Althea felt herself slipping under. “That’s enough!” Gavriel’s roar cut through the chaos. In one brutal motion, he stepped forward. His hand blurred, and before the sorcerer could laugh again, Gavriel’s strike was swift and final. The sorcerer’s head snapped to the side,

With heavy hearts, Asher and Elira accepted the task. They vowed to protect the Enchanted Forest and restore its waning strength. The spirits granted them the Scepter's power, forging a bond that transcended mortal understanding. Their quest to save the forest brought them face to face with the dark force that threatened it—a malevolent sorcerer named Malachi. He sought to harness the forest's magic for his own wicked purposes, using dark rituals to corrupt its essence. The battle that ensued was a clash of opposing forces. Asher and Elira, wielding the Scepter's power, confronted Malachi in a cataclysmic showdown. The very earth trembled as magic raged around them, the forest spirits lendin