Warlock Apprentice Novels & Stories

‘They will be safe with us, we will protect them with our lives’ ‘We know, thank you’ She fought the tears and taking her hand Lucas led her outside where the Immortals and their Warriors waited. ‘Your Highnesses, we are ready to follow you’ The Warlock told him and Lucas stepped forward shifting as he did so giving Apollo free rein he raised his handsome head and howled calling his Warriors to battle. Pricking his ears he scented the air as his beautiful silver Mate came to stand beside him. Standing close he nudged her gently and she closed her eyes and lowered her head setting her mind free to find the Vampyres.

Warlocks remained a neutral party but that changed when the Beta of the pack caught a scent of his mate during training in the woods. Following his instincts, he came across a dying teenager, beaten within an inch of her life by a neighbouring packs' member. She hadn't mastered her powers yet, she was simply helpless when she had been attacked. He marked her there and then to speed up her healing and even though relations between werewolf and warlocks was forbidden then, my grandfather had no choice because they were mates.

- the sorcerer's ferocious gaze flickered to Donatos: - Was your fool on guard today? “My apprentice ,” the sorcerer jumped up, “guarded the entrance to the dungeon. Fools with us you nurture. If Tamir heard his mentor now, he would be very surprised. For the first time, he defended him. “How could he know that this belly-bellied one with the Dar would turn out, huh?” Olst asked the sorcerer angrily. “Have you ever seen yourself that you could catch the Autumn One from those who walk?” AND? That's it. He's only been in training for a year and a half. She lured him and Darom stunned him. Well, at least not killed. And even then, you see, because there were few forces. You would have stood the

“I warned them you’d be stubborn, but they believe time will wear you down.” “Then they’re as foolish as they are old.” Her lips thinned, but she didn’t argue. Just turned and left without another word. I wasn’t sure if I won or lost that round, but the room felt colder when she left. A few hours later, Connor and Logan stormed in like they had fire under their boots. “Alpha Adrian,” Logan said. “We’ve got movement on Alpha Brandon.” That got my attention. “Talk.” Connor tossed a folder on my desk. “He’s met with two different warlocks this week—rogue bastards. One specializes in blood magic, the other in forest-based enchantments and defense.”

I knew everyone was counting on me to destroy this warlock … and that is what I intended to do. I had two advantages in this fight. I was powerful, and I had my wolf, Abby, to help me. As I leapt across the space, meeting the warlock in mid-air, I released my claws trying to grab the warlock’s throat. I managed to claw him deeply but not before he quickly mended the slices with his own abilities. He could not heal, but he could throw up a spell quickly to prevent a lot of blood loss.

If the situation was reversed and that was Harley on the other end of the kiss, I knew that he would not be very happy. “Sarah said that you have some information that will help us better understand the threats to the red wolf.” Anders motioned towards the table as he spoke. Everyone not already seated took up a seat around the table, including my mom. “Straight to business. I like the way you work,” Luz stated, a smirk lining his face. I wasn’t sure how old Luz was, but he appeared young. Warlocks much like wolves, often were much older than they appeared. Luz’s features were dark and his eyes and hair matched. But he also appeared friendly. “Much like Sarah and her late mate, Javy, I am a

He turned to me with a rare vulnerability etched across his stony face. "Linda, everyone I cared for has been lost to the ravages of time and war. But this—this fight—is to ensure that no one else suffers the same losses." His voice hardened with resolve. "Let's prepare; your vision is a sign we cannot ignore." We moved quickly then, the urgency of my vision propelling us forward. Every second counted—a fact Marcellus knew all too well. He began to chant in an ancient tongue, fingers drawing intricate symbols in the air, weaving a spell that would take us to where we were most needed. To my astonishment, not only was Marcellus a werewolf and seer, but he was also a warlock, similar to my own

He didn’t stick his hand back through with his middle finger upraised, but he might as well have. “Well, that’s just fucking great,” Ian said. “We need someone with magic to deal with the damn shaman.” Pressure boiled up in me until I thought steam had to be whistling out of my ears. I lunged forward and grabbed Ian by his shirt with both fists, dragging him down until his startled face was on a level with mine. “What the fuck do you think I am, Ian?” I gritted out. “I’m a warlock. I have magic, dumbfuck. And you. Do not. Own me. Are we clear?” I gave him a shake, not that it moved him much. The point got across, though. “If I’m part of this pack, I’m going to pull my weight, and that makes

"Leave this place quickly." "We'll wait for you at the Dragon Realm," Darcus replied. From the corner of my eye, I saw Alice covered in blood, her body pale, as Archer carried her away. The sadness within me intensified. I couldn't save Alice and her child. I had failed. Jerry punched me hard, snapping my attention back to my enemies, and I staggered back. I retaliated by delivering a powerful kick to Jerry's abdomen, sending him flying, crashing into the wall. The other warlocks tried to stop me, but I used my black magic fire, which surrounded me like a cloak of wrath and pain. The fire engulfed the warlocks who dared to challenge me.

"I’ve traveled the world. Been to weird, creepy places, but I always felt safe… And now you’re telling me there are werewolves all over the place?" She turned to face me again. "This is too much." Her voice cracked. "No, no, no…" She groaned and covered her face. "Now I don’t even wanna step outside my apartment!" Despite the chaos in my chest, I almost laughed. She was all over the place emotionally. Then she suddenly snapped back. "Wait! You said you're a soldier. Was that even true?" Here we go. "Kinda. I’m a warrior in my pack." "What does that mean?"