The Sorcerer King Novels & Stories

But the stakes were too high to falter or despair. "I am grateful for your guidance," I spoke, my voice filled with resolve. "I shall undertake this quest to acquire the crystal, the celestial herbs, and the sacred nymph's tears. With these items, I will perform the ritual and shield my kingdom from the plague's devastating grip." The sorceress nodded, her gaze piercing through me with an unwavering certainty. "May the gods' blessings be with you, King Zahir. The fate of your people rests upon your shoulders, and I trust that you shall carry this burden with unwavering courage and purpose."

Emerging as a vengeful spirit, a powerful sorcerer gone rogue, who sought to break the seal and unleash chaos on the world. Fighting by his side Sara the sorceress queen, plus her beloved the vizier king, they faced the great evil, receiving the news that Amir came to their side. His granddaughter was there teaching him the ways of the desert, when the immortal king was still reigning in the middle of the way. With the help of his newfound powers, Amir decided he would help stop the rogue sorcerer and save the wasteland from his tyranny. Then, next to that young man, the fiery lion, his wife in which they went again on a long and dangerous journey, but Amir admired, next to other warriors, i

“Sin also has his personal sorcerer. Someone who is entirely loyal to him. He is the one who has spent the most time with you. And he spends that much time with you, because he is making sure he does the King's bidding, by making sure you don't get your memories; memories of the hurt Sin has caused you.” I don’t ask any more questions, because the answer is waiting behind those doors anyways. But what he has said has put a clear picture of someone's face in my mind. “The one who has spent the most time with you.” I have a very solid idea who the King's sorcerer may be. This explains why no one in the palace agreed to tell me about their real identity, and who they have reincarnated as. When

he asked with a shaky voice. “I’m fine now.” “I dream about my past, how Seres killed my parents. I saw everything.” Niffa let go of the hug as she look at Rico’s teary eyes and wiped them. “Rico, I want you to meet someone.” They go downstairs, then Rico saw an old man seating in front of a huge and long wooden table with vacant 10 seats on it. “Who is he?” Rico asks as they walk downstairs. “He is Merfoy, the white sorcerer and the ruler of the 5 kingdoms' distributed powers.”

I blinked my eyes and listened to the story even if half of my mind was certain I was only hallucinating. “He grew up into a fine hardworking, kind and respectable young man. Three years later on his birthday, his parents threw a very big ceremony to celebrate their only child and coronate him. Everyone in this kingdom and even the neighboring kingdoms was invited to the ceremony. Midway into the ceremony, a sorcerer hired by his majesty's enemy appeared from nowhere and cast a spell on the King and Queen which turned them into stone…” Okay, so they had a stone King and Queen –I thought as I made mental notes.

The locals gave a loud and collective gasp at the accusation that was been presented. “We…. I…. No… it’s not…. Possible.” I was short of word as I could not even phantom what he was saying and if a witch did kill his father. Who actually did it “Guards seize this abomination of nature” king Crowell commanded as his guards tried to encroach my space, the guards tried to outsmart me by trying to attack at the same time, and it almost worked out for them but they were no match for a sorcerer of my caliber, as four of the guards tried to get closer to me, I lifted my head to the sky and spoke inaudibly as I chanted my spells repeatedly

Rose shook her head, “Lord Starvos told me about them and how they are located in Essex. I also heard that some of them are… working as a paid sorcerer, like the ones that had come to attack this mansion.” “That’s correct and there are many other type of sorcerers, like the one I mentioned earlier, the bounty sorcerers and those that were hired from last night’s incident.” Taking her pen, Mona began to draw a man with a long hair in a stick figure and round circle head. On top of the man’s head was a crown made up of thorns. “This here is who we called as ‘Master’ he is the one who controls all the problems regarding sorcerers, in short the sorcerer king. He i

Finally, we're going to our main topic. "Your brain is you. Your hands are your pack. Your skills are the traits and abilities they have. Kings were molded before they took the throne. The same as this clear and colorless rice wine!" he deeply exhaled before he proceeded. An essence of sadness and grief was visible in his look and I couldn't find any animosity but plain regrets. "You're asking me about my disposition for the kingdom!" he then raised his head and stared at me. "If you can make your pack live a comfortable and just life, then you're indeed the king we, the rogues, have been looking for for a long time!"

I could push Tai for answers, but he isn’t in the right headspace to talk badly about his father. "You're not going to punish me. I did you all I favour," she says sternly. She seems so casual, so confident that we are going to believe her and allow her to walk free. She killed the King, which at any normal standard, would require her to be executed. "I even killed that Summoner for you. My heart sinks. "You killed Marek?" "No that Summoner, Akara," she corrects, the smile on her face making my stomach twist uneasily. "Although you don't have to look so frightened for your Hunter friend right in front of your lover."

That was the only thing made to balance out the deceit from the other tree. "It was, later on, discovered that the sorcerer was trying to harness the power for himself and use it to control nations and was using the king to test it before consuming it himself. He was beheaded shortly after." In a world full of supernatural and all kinds of creatures, Katherine had momentarily forgotten how much gore was put on display. Lucian remained quiet, as usual, his eyebrows were furrowed and his deep golden eyes were so focused. Katherine recalled him having deep blood red eyes when they were in the maze earlier, how did they change? She thought.