Phoenix Sorcerer Novels & Stories

Elizabeth is walking to the other side of the room to get some raw ingredients from the bottled jars. A fishy odour instantly appears and surrounds the small room. “I am making a medicinal potion for cough. The starting ingredients have an awful smell. If you cannot take it, just leave this place and never come back.” Elizabeth smirked at the governor. He stared at her for a minute, and afterwards, walked angrily out of the room. “I will come back with vengeance, Elizabeth. I never lose, and never been rejected. I will make sure that I will win and the end, and you’ll come running for me begging on your knees. Mine will be the last laugh.”

He was handsome and Amelia could not deny that fact. "I am Kendrix. We finally meet again after so many years" He said, a sly grin on his face. "I do not know you and what do you want to do with me? How do you even know me?" She asked, holding the bars as she came closer. "Why won't i know the legendary phoenix? Sent to defeat the Winter King?" "I do not understand what you are saying" "My concern is not about you understanding because i never want you to understand. I cannot wait to pluck your feathers and take your powers away from you. As you can see, i am quite hungry for power"

"Lord Pyralis, how is it my fault? Must I bind myself to her just because she claims to like me? My heart belongs to the First Princess, Seraphine! "Seraphine is diligent in perfecting her divine refinement and kind to others. Whereas the Second Princess is reckless and idle. Anyone would naturally prefer Seraphine." Nyxar's voice was full of conviction, like he truly believed what he was saying. But I knew the truth. In our previous life, he had learned my sister was the preordained heir to the Phoenix Court. If he could form a contract with her, he would gain half of the Phoenix Court's divine power and evolve from a lowly black serpent into a black dragon.

said the second woman who was cut by her friend, “What could he be busy with? The only way for him to salvage his mistake is by giving our master his rightful position as Essex’s King. Could a weak sorcerer like him do that?” “He is not only an orphan but necromancer who had used his parents soul for his own power,” the former woman spoke, her red lips creased as her eyes met the sorcerer. “I can’t wait to see how he would use our soul as source for more power for himself,” she snipped.

he said while crying and hugging the girl's lifeless body. In his fury, the red moon was suddenly covered with dark clouds and heavy rain poured down "I curse!!!, in the name of my child... I curse the new phoenix! that every passing of a hundred years your body will burn with fire as a sign of my wrath and be reborn from your own ashes!!. And I swear that your eternal life will be one of pain until you beg for your death." The sorcerer's anger brought a terrible deluge across the land. His vengeful heart ended the lives of Cyrus' entire family and the citizens of Agnarr in just that night.

Sarah was speechless for a moment; no word came out of her mouth even though she wanted them to. “You think?” she muttered. “Do you think there was some kind of birth record for supernatural creatures in the middle ages?” Luke was sarcastic at first, but seeing Sarah’s face he reluctantly continued. “Life circle of a phoenix is 500 years. That’s when we can ascend…” “Go on, you can tell me. I won’t tell anyone.” Sarah assured him.

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

“You’re right, Isolde. I shouldn’t let fear hold me back. I’ll speak to the elders and let them know my intentions.” Isolde smiled, proud of Constantine’s resolve. “That’s the spirit, my dear. I’ll be here to support you every step of the way.” As Constantine made her decision, a sense of empowerment filled her. She realized that it was time to step out of the shadows and into her own destiny, a destiny that was uniquely hers to shape. With Isolde’s guidance and the support of her coven, she was ready to embrace the challenges and opportunities that lay ahead on her path to becoming the Supreme Sorcerer.

After being silent in his emotional turmoil for so long, he was finally able to answer my question with open eyes. "What do you mean?" I asked, prompting him to elaborate. "Lord Dorian Phoenix isn't just any Alpha," he said. "From what I've heard, he is connected to one of the best sorceresses on Earth. As long as he can contact her, he won't die." My eyes widened at his response. 'That's exactly what I saw in my vision!' I exclaimed inwardly. I hadn't expected Jesse to mention the sorceress, thinking I was the only one who knew about her.

As soon as she drank the last drop she collapsed on the pallet and spat out the residues of roots and leaves. “Now you must rest.” “Why? Why is this happening to me?” Phoenix asked. She was beyond crying now, she had cried from the dungeon to the seer’s house and now her eyes were dry. She lifted her head from the pallet and faced the seer. He was now sitting on another pallet identical to hers on the other side of the room. The seer was an aged man with wispy white hair, shrunken eyes and a few missing teeth. He was always hunched over and there was a slight tremor always present in his thin shoulders.