Projection Sorcery Novels & Stories

Maybe those elemental sorcerers would hunt me eventually. I reached for an article from the Sorcerer Council—a thick journal full of stiff formal language, but one line made my breath hitch: Some level 8 Hydros sorcerers can create total concealment mist capable of masking footsteps, aura signatures, and even heartbeat. That was… exactly like Morpheus. His disguise spell when we arrived at the pack house had made us completely undetectable—even to the wolves. I stretched back in the chair, picking up the tea Dalila had brought fifteen minutes ago. My gaze fell to old tabloids and newspapers spread across the table.

“That would be my father. I’ve not done any renovations to the place. I hope to do that soon, but with the sorcery case right now…you do understand that it demands my undivided attention.” “I can understand,” he said, returning to the couch he was sitting on. “This wickedness needs to be dealt with before it does more harm than good. The more time goes, the more they establish their hold over the dark. I heard they work with shadows now.” I groaned. “That’s has been my suspicion recently, but I don’t have evidence. And the more I close in on them, the more complicated it becomes.” “You don’t have to think twice about it,” Zack leaned forward. “Shadows are products of sorcery. They are made f

I need to get away! I turn around, ready to flee but the Sorceress raises her arm, and from her fingertips, a cascade of magical threads surges forth. They are like tendrils of the night, woven from the very fabric of shadows, and they rush towards me at a speed greater than light and plunge into my body. I scream. I scream a sound that is torn from the depths of my soul. The threads that enter me, they are cold, so cold. And where they touch, my skin burns with the chill of a thousand winters.

And they needed a solution fast for they would all be dead otherwise “Alice I beacon you chant the spell with me HANDROSI PLONT, Albert yelled at the end of the forest line. Alice looked on at Emelia and at her remaining warriors, trusting Albert would be for the last Tim she promised herself with a resultant sigh she chanted the spell "HANDRODI PLONT” she looked at herself nothing seemed to have changed, and then it did she could see the end lines of trees ……. And move arms that weren't hers …”what is going on Albert “This is the power of the royal troll you can use it and control me I leave you to it and trust that you will use the powers well he spoke as she felt an unimaginable power com

“I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.” Gray nods and offers Bo a wide grin. “Maybe. They’ll be a hell of a lot better than us if they do.” We all know the truth though. Lycanthropy is a curse. There is no way to control it. Not on the full moon. “Come,” Bo says, knocking me out of the dooming thought of our near future. He puts a hand on my back, lightly guiding me to start walking. “Alazaer is down by twin hills, waiting for the others to come back,” he tells us.

The old man looked into her palms keenly for another full minute, his eyes widening like they were about to pop right out of their sockets. Yolanda and Charles had exchanged puzzled looks for the umpteenth time, trying to figure out what was happening. Suddenly, the old man began to mumble words that made no sense to the young man and woman seated before him. "I can see very dark spirits inside of you. I can see a__werewolf," He paused and looked closer. "There's a woman obscuring my view of your future. She's standing before a door. It looks like she is trying to keep it closed."

she could do that she had not even a strand of an idea on how she got to learn them. Her mother, then Luna, had taught her that pattern. For some people, their healing was just too fast. Some powerful werewolves that existed in history were known to heal with immediate effect. One legend had it that there was an alpha whose healing ability was unmatched by any that has existed so far. It was a thing of doubt, though. But it was said that he was once stabbed with a dagger that cut very deep into his body. And while the stabber still had the dagger in his body, his tissues began to come together, almost sealing off the dagger. It was a legend. Many people did not believe it to be true. Why? B

"You're lying! I don't know you! Sienna must have paid you to frame us!" The sorcerer fell but laughed even more wildly. "Frame you? Alpha Misael, you came with Luna Alayna to my black market that night. You even asked about side effects. Now you won't admit it?" She pulled out a time crystal ball. Inside, the scene showed Alayna asking greedily, "If I use this, the pup inside Sienna's belly will be transferred to mine?" The sorcerer's voice echoed, "Yes, but only if you make the carrier yourself and let her smell it."

And they needed a solution fast for they would all be dead otherwise “Alice I beacon you chant the spell with me HANDROSI PLONT, Albert yelled at the end of the forest line. Alice looked on at Emelia and at her remaining warriors, trusting Albert would be for the last Tim she promised herself with a resultant sigh she chanted the spell "HANDRODI PLONT” she looked at herself nothing seemed to have changed, and then it did she could see the end lines of trees ……. And move arms that weren't hers …”what is going on Albert “This is the power of the royal troll you can use it and control me I leave you to it and trust that you will use the powers well he spoke as she felt an unimaginable power com

" You know who , Mardy, only she can cast a dark spell this powerful, She must have read the stars, the white sorceress awakening is at hand so she sent her minions to intercept us" "And my magic isn't working on them" She broke it to Mardy,who now has the look of horror visible on her face. " I'm afraid we have to use combat Mardy, it's nothing we can't handle." " But,my Lady, it's three against two and none of us can wield a sword not that we have any" " Enough of the whisperings Seer!Your journey ends here–" he was interrupted when a dagger flew past him and drove into the heart of one of them who turned into dust after coming in contact with the silver dagger.