Warlock Apprentice Novels & Stories

When I looked back at him, he seemed to understand the question in my eyes as he intertwined our fingers since we could finally stand side-by-side. "My mother was an alpha. Since my grandfather only had girls and she was the eldest, it fell to her. It was a first in history and she had all these ambitions. One of them was teaching newborn wolves to control their urges. Those who aren't born into it have a 'frenzy-phase', think of it like you haven't eaten in weeks, and suddenly the whole world is a buffet..." I winced at the comparison as he continued. "When she died, they had this boarded up under her resting place as a way to keep her memory alive while killing her attempts."

Some even had their lips sewn together, an initiation for young warlocks as they must practice silence for a century. “I was there too. And after all that I have done for you. After all that I have sacrificed… do you not think me worthy to be one of the princes?” One of the warlocks, an elder with the symbol of a crescent moon on his forehead and a cross over his mouth, stepped forward. “No one is more worthy than you, Alexander the Immortal Sorceror,” he said, “But we cannot say the same for the rest of your chosen princes.” Alexander raised his chin slightly to intimidate the warlock. The warlock might be an elder, but he was still no match for Alexander. “You question my judgment?”

I elbowed him, but he didn’t even flinch. Idiot. Onion-head. "Anyway," the bald man went on, returning to his grim tone, "Eryx started gathering followers. Other warlocks who thought like him. Who saw wolves as a subspecies. Beasts with strength but no will of their own. Beings who didn’t deserve the gifts they had." "And that’s how the war began," the bartender added, his voice almost a whisper. "Warlocks against wolves," Icarus said, arms crossed, his voice deep and tense.

the brown wolf muttered, extending his claws toward the frightened girl, who cowered in fear. “They say she's an apprentice of the reclusive witches, one of the few. We've been after those old witches for years, ever since that cursed Alpha emerged and seized power, becoming an imminent threat to our pack!” shouted a larger wolf, approaching the brown one. “So, don't you dare jeopardize our chance to find them!” “They're from the Blood Moon Pack,” I said into the small earpiece in my ear. Even though it was uncomfortable, it was necessary to relay the information. “They have an apprentice among the reclusive witches... I've heard about those witches, thanks to my sister!”

he sneered. Anger surged through my veins, fueled by the wolf's fierce instincts. "Your knowledge and power pale compared to the light that radiates from within me," I retorted, conviction lacing my voice. "I hold the power of unity, of balance. The purity of my spirit will vanquish your darkness." “Is that so?” With a wave of his hand, the warlock summoned twisting tendrils of black magic, aiming to entangle me in their malicious grip. However, I was prepared; I countered his attack with a powerful shield, my voice channelling ancient incantations.

“I know this is going to be hard to believe, Grayson, but those wolves are our neighbors.” Her eyebrows raised, and she stared at me for a long time, not blinking before she said, “Say what now?” “I know it’s hard to wrap your mind around. Just like the fact that you just saw me shoot a fireball out of my hand. But it’s true. They are shifters. And I’m a mage.” “A what?” she asked, wrinkling her face up at me. “A mage. It’s kind of like a witch… but I draw upon the forces of nature. I get my strength from the forest.”

Further upon asking about its source, middle aged couple informed us that infected young girl was their younger daughter while her name was name Mariana, Mariana was one beautiful young girl who turned Seventeen year earlier that week and her secret long time lover Adrian proposed Marian for marriage but she declined his proposal and made fun of him in front on her entire family and friend because he was a hunchback young man, she also mentioned that she was simply using his love for her selfish motive, Adrian was a Taylor by profession he used to run a small yet very popular garment shop in their town while Mariana used to get her gowns designed from her without paying him a dime. Humiliate

Although Christine's Dragon Vein Warlock level is only first order due to her age, her actual mage level is already fourth order. Apprentice practitioners of the Law System can use level 0 spells, first order spells for first to second order practitioners, second order spells for third to fourth order practitioners, third order spells for fifth to sixth order practitioners, and so on. The highest level spell is ninth level.

While Eric and Tate just looked at me like they normally did. “How do you not know what a warlock is?” Ryan asked. “A warlock is a male witch. They are distrustful and they are only out for their own gains. Never trust a warlock to do anything for you because they will turn on you in a heartbeat.” Tate answered before I got the chance to respond to Ryan.

My face remained emotionless because I didn’t want them to enjoy my discomfort. A man approached, less than twenty years old with a funny smile on his lips. He was more than two feet taller than me, and he was not thin but had tough muscles. Looking at his cat-eye pupils I knew he was a warlock and a very powerful one because the others around us stop talking and waited for him to speak.