Sorcery Novels & Stories

Sorcery is… a combination of magic and alchemy? "Seeing you casting spells and grabbing a potion bottle from inside your dress, what else are you going to do besides sorcery?" asked Harriet. Cecilia wasn't a fool. Even though she previously didn't know that sorcery was a combination of magic and alchemy, she knew that it was mentioned in the novel in a chapter that she had forgotten. Sorcery was a crime whose culprit should be punished by killing them or cutting off both their hands and tongue!

“What is wrong with a witch in the covenant?” I asked Zephyr and Elm, completely oblivious to it. They took a glanced at each other. Something is definitely worrying the two of them. Zephyr sat down with me, and begin the whole explanation in order. “You already know about the sorcerer as a part of the mystic blood, right?” Said Zephyr and he even browse pictures for me, “This is what human believes in, but the truth, there are two types of sorcerer, the witch and the spell caster, witch deal with premonition, enchantment and potions, while the spell caster deal with spells.”

Sunshine screams as the mixture flying through the air strikes her down. I step inside the protection ring. I reach out to make an opening and pull her onto our side to protect her, but before I can pull Sunshine into my magic protection, one of the minions grabs Sunshine. He hits Sunshine one time with the salty-smelling potion, and it penetrates her body.

I felt like it was his way of making sure they didn’t come back to their cities to repopulate them, in case there were still sorcerers out there. Sorcerers could use magic without a wand and without spells that got their power from something in the cities they lived in. All they had to do was think of what needed to happen and their aura would make it happen. They didn’t have familiars like witches or elementals. The only limit that they had was not being able to kill or harm with their magic. This led to their downfall even if they were exceptional warriors.

"Sorcery… Grand sorcery!" On the ground, some people shivered while holding their heads, squatting. Caspian also had an extremely complicated look in his eyes, and there was doubt, excitement, emotion, and a hint of fear. After a while, he let out a sigh and whispered, "This is what you called a 'sorcery'." The power of sorceries could be large or small, just like the rank of magic weapons, and what Leonard displayed was grand sorcery. "Martial arts could destroy a village, spells could destroy a town, and sorceries could reverse yin and yang with a wave of hands,

continued Bibler, “just because he can, doesn’t mean he will. He doesn’t like sorcerers, he himself being a warlock.” “What’s the difference between a sorcerer and a warlock?” asked Claire. “Oh, it’s very straightforward,” said Bibler. “Warlocks kill sorcerers.”

"I am a perfect hybrid myself. That's another reason I'm happy you're my mate. I'm an Alpha wolf too." "Alpha?” she asked in shock. “Yeah. But I’m a lone Alpha.” “You’re a werewolf and wizard," she muttered. "I'm not a wizard. I'm a sorcerer." "Sorcerer?" "I do hold the title of a wizard but I'm a sorcerer in truth. Wizards become warlocks after years of practising. Not all become one in their lifetime. But I’m a sorcerer, a rank higher than both and sorcerers isn’t something a wizard achieves. They are born. A warlock has to bow before a low-ranked sorcerer even.”

“Had you ever heard about it during your time with Dark Abyss?” “Mind control?” he repeated back and I nodded. “Yes,” I said. “I know that sounds strange… but could sorcerers do something like that? Control minds?” As my words trailed off, Spike opened the bottle of liquor and sniffed at it. He then took a sip and then pondered the question for a moment. After a minute or so, he shook his head. “I must admit, my knowledge on the matter is limited,” he said. “That being said, I believe sorcery could accomplish just about anything. It had a grim reputation in the past. It’s possible elite sorcerers might have possessed the ability to control minds through spells

I asked, utterly enthralled. "Through discipline and sacrifice. She taught them to channel the energy into objects, weapons, swords especially and even themselves, though the latter was incredibly dangerous. This art became known as sorcery. The one's who were able to store a little energy into their selves are prophet and prophetess .At first, it seemed like a gift—a means to protect themselves and grow stronger. But there was an unintended consequence." The maid paused, letting the weight of her words settle over me. "What consequence?" I prompted, my heart quickening.

She hated me and wouldn't even return an email. Out of desperation, I resorted to sorcery, as advised by the last doctor from Arcana Hills who came to treat her. They believed Irene's case was caused by sorcery, just as Irene had claimed too but who would do that to her? Arcana hills was known as an academy that had Zero tolerance for sorcery, so having one of their best give an advise to use sorcery, I felt I had no other choice. But soon I learnt the hard way: sorcery was never something to play with because for every spell that was