The Sorcerer's Apprentice 2 Novels & Stories

The people responded in agreement. “Let us kill them all! No one of them shall live in this world! If we will let them live, we will die!” “This is urgent, so we should kill them by next week, to cleanse our society, of the devilish acts. We should shun all kinds of evils. The werewolves, who are half-dogs, are a product of the devil, they are only disguised as humans. They are not humans, but just look like us. I have a business trip this week, so it should be scheduled next week.” Lord Avide is holding a scroll with his schedules listed in it.

— I pondered, struggling to keep up with the blinding lights that were glowing from her hands. Her eyes burnt fiercely and her expression was unreadable but terrifying. “What are you waiting for?" Ava yelled on the top of her voice. “Wait… leave her out of this.” I yelled, trying to close the distance that separated us but I couldn't move. "End her this minute.” Ava yelled and instantly, the sorcerer waved his hand over his head like he did initially. On the other hand, Stephanie was approaching them with so much confidence I never knew she possessed up until now.

He smiled and then placed a soul wrecking kiss on my lips which obviously had my response as I closed my eyes and moved along with him but he pulled away soon while saying with a smile "The way you respond doesn't seem like I am forcing myself, you like it too which is very well evident." I gritted my teeth and with no other choice I let him do what he wanted as I had my own move. He once again placed his lips against mine and kissed me like a hungry wolf. He slowly bit my lips and pried my mouth open as his tongue invaded my mouth making me breathless. He was so engrossed in the kiss that his hands which were initially pinning me to the bed moved to my sides. His lips slowly trailed down to

Two years later . . . I packed up my things one more time, putting the Book of the Damned into my satchel along with some spare clothes that I’d brought with me when I’d left the packhouse two years ago. My wolf truly hadn’t come out ever since the first time I’d shifted which helped me a lot in covering the fact that I was half a wolf and half a sorceress. Thank goodness none of the witches, warlocks, and faes had a super smell either. I’d managed to find a sorceress named Deidre who taught me a lot about runes, spells, potions, and charms. She was the only person around here who knew that I had the Book of the Damned in my possession and did not want to steal it. She’d even warned me about

She moved herself trying to sit while she grabbed the blanket to cover her body. "Andy, I know you deserve to know, but please promise me you'll try to understand." He sat in front of her and hold her hand. "I am not human, I am an Encantado," he started. "Encantado what? What do you mean you're not human? You mean to say I just made love with a monster?" She panicked. "Monster? Andy, I am not a monster! I am way far from being a monster. Yes, I possess power, I live in a magical place not visible to human eyes!

"I will do whatever it takes. Take what you need, but bring me the means to destroy Erica." The sorcerer's lips curled into a malevolent smile. He revealed an ancient book filled with forbidden spells and incantations. "There is a ritual, a dark magic that can sever the bond between mates. It requires a powerful artifact, a relic of great emotional significance. Bring me the pendant that holds the essence of Leori and Erica's love, and I shall cast the spell that will tear them apart." Alana's heart raced with anticipation. She knew exactly where to find the pendant—the sacred chamber within the palace where Leori and Erica had exchanged their vows. With newfound determination, she set out o

Water saturated it and soaked the rope. The sorcerer waved his hand over it. “Done.” Water splayed and quickly traveled back to the floor and seeped out to crawl up the walls. Zier watched it steadily and had to remind himself to close his mouth. Abruptly the sorcerer snatched up the rope and held it out for Zierno to take. Glancing at his eyes revealed that they were the watery green they’d been before. Zier blinked hard and shaking his head took the rope. The man gave him his back and began to stride across the room, dismissing him.

“The prophecy is not all. I can still give you my reading of the cards.” Tapping the first, she said, “You are being chased. But this is not just one card, but two.” She spread her fingers and slipped a second card from underneath where there had been none before. The Magician.“You are being hunted by a wolf and a sorcerer. If you find the wolf,you will find the sorcerer. If you find the sorcerer, you will find the wolf.” Frustration bit into me. We knew that—or suspected it, at least. “But why?”

vision I had. The most laughable thing is that when poor Patrick reached the cave at the top of the mountain he found no sign of the Sorceress. She left him precise instructions, of course. Alexandros would resurrect on the seventh day after his death, the new entity would be blinded by a poisonous blood thirst.

Amelia felt the thrum of her werewolf strength coursing through her veins, lending her a speed and agility that astounded even her seasoned comrades. "Your tricks won't save you now!" Amelia taunted the sorceress, her blade slashing through an arc of light. "Child," the sorceress intoned, her voice echoing with a thousand whispers. "You know not the forces you meddle with." "Then enlighten us," Gabriel challenged, his sword meeting Amelia’s in a union of purpose. "Enough!" The sorceress’s frustration broke through her calm facade, and with a final incantation, the skies cleared, the winds ceased, and she vanished as mysteriously as she had appeared.