Sorcery Novels & Stories

“Radcliff, The Firebreath! Beware of the red death! Power, Fire, Winner, Sorcerer! Let’s fight with our last breath!” Astrid was stunned. Her view was attached to the supporter movement, which consists of a bunch of sorcerers. They made repetitive movements in rhythm with the sound getting louder. Astrid could feel the aura pressure rising in the air. “Radcliff, The Firebreath! Beware of the red death! Power, Fire, Winner, Sorcerer! Let’s fight with our last breath!”

"You're the only child I found who stands a chance to free her from this loathsome spell. Without her wand, a sorceress is without magic. And a sorceress without magic is no more powerful than an ordinary woman. That's why she needs you. I've gone through the mirrors every day, visiting so many places to look for someone like you." "But how could someone like me help your mistress?" Cassandra said. "I'm just an ordinary girl." "Ha! Ordinary my foot!" Owlyn scoffed. "You have the blood of a seer. It runs in the family, passing from mother to daughter." "What?" Cassandra turned to Owlyn with a confused look, but before she could ask anything else, Cassandra felt the same gripping sensation in

She has been here countless times but she still can't wrap her head around his kind of sorcery. Even Malam mai yanka can't pull it off. She would've easily learnt from Kallakwaso but Kallakwaso doesn't share his sorcery, like he always says whenever she asks him why he doesn't teach sorcery "a magician never reveals his secret. Moreover my sorcery isn't a normal kind. It comes from a very dark and strong source and if you aren't black, cold hearted, you can't practice it. Someone like you is too weak and will end up dying."

Jasmine replied while King, general commander all started at her like lost puppies. “Every Sorcerers is divided into seven types based on their strength of evilness pink, green, purple, red, sliver, black, and metal, they have their very own color and smell of smoke fog which is also known as their poison, pink poison is for Sorceress with low evilness knowledge while metal is for sorceress with undefeatable powers, her powers are almost equal to a witch” Jasmine replied

Emily smiled gratefully and two of them sat down on mats that had already been placed for them. Two women and two men came in and stood before them. "Can you tell by looking which one is the most powerful and decipher who's the witch, wizard, and sorcerer amongst them?" Emily closed her eyes and tried to concentrate. "You should know that the difference between these three is that. Witches cast spells, and are nothing without spells and potions. Wizards are witches who have read and read till they've memorized the spells. They've gone deeper and done serious research and now possess more knowledge than the average witch, that translates to power. While witches have to call out the spells wit

"Taking out blood samples and viewing them, they don't seem ordinary. They have the traits of a usual lycan, but their minds are different, totally way different. The only answer to the puzzle here is sorcery" "Sorcery?" I asked him with eyes opened. The entire room was filled with indistinct chatters, each man talking to the other by his left or right. I would have called for decorum in the room, but I let them all speak to each other on what they had heard. It was uncommon for sorcery to exist in this part of the world, and even to be used in the control of lycans, at least, according to all the

And he could do it. Clasping his bitten hand with his palm, the sorcerer began to speak the words of the spell. He did not understand where the irrepressible anger rose in his chest, resurrecting the necessary slander in his memory. The spell of real estate fell on the walker, fettered her arms and legs, squeezed her throat, making it difficult to growl.

MEETING AND UNCEALING THE POWER OF MONTARO We were already four moving together and got to a place that has no route anymore. Sorcerer tried to move back and we should go back to where we werw coming from but a rock fell and blocked us all there. The sorcerer holding his stalf, Looked up and then withhold his stalf with his two hands. He moved the stalf up and was about to hit it hard on the ground. While bringing it down he casted the spell, "SENTRA SENTRUMM!!!!". The ground started breaking, it breaking commenced like something tearing and later expanded to a part further more.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

It had been well worth the money I paid the witch to put a spell on him. He has lasted much longer in the game than I thought, but I knew that it would be a matter of time before he was no longer a threat to me. It pissed me off that even though he was trapped inside the game, he was still causing problems. I knew he was trying to hack into the system from the inside, although I wasn’t sure how.