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.

She confused before fainted, due to over-long exert her power. Time for rest, collect the crystal and create a potion. System! Process the crystal. Tink! 1.000 potion success. Xiao Wan drinks all potion, gain 10.000 Exp. System! Unlock Apprentice slot 2. Tink! Unlock Apprentice slot 2 success. System! State panel talent this girl. Tink! Talent : 5 star. Good foundation, even she still level 1, the future can gain a high class. While Lola is still unconscious, Xiao Wan makes her an Apprentice. System! Make Apprentice this girl. Tink! Apprentice success. Open her eyes, she wake up in a healthy condition. Who are you? Did you kill all the mutants? My name is Xiao Wan. Ye

the historian warned, standing up from the wooden crate with a grim expression on her wrinkled face. "The Warlock mentor lives under the direct, heavy protection of the city's ruler, and you will have to go through him to get the training." "I have enough gold in my estate vault to buy off any greedy crime lord in that miserable city," I scoffed, crossing my arms defensively. I assumed every single leader in the neutral zone was just a corrupt politician looking for a quick payout. The old baker gave me a very sad, pitying look that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up in alarm.

Martin impeded the heading of the conversation and butted in his own drawback. “There has been a breach in the ward’s barrier and reinforcement. Valentine is marching behind us to see to the extent of its potency thinking it’s a final resistance attempt to go all out.” The Adviser replied her curiosity. “So that’s the army marching behind us.” Martin said. “It’s a horde.” The Adviser relied his statement. “What?” Martin questioned his reveal. “It’s a horde of warlocks, their might transcends even more than a regular army as each of warlock there marches for Valentine.” The Adviser revealed even further.

After he took a deep breath, I came to my senses and looked at the kit for the alcohol and bandages. “You know, thank you...for saving my life twice,” I said. He gazed at me with those intense golden eyes that scared me earlier, but for some reason, they were now comforting. “It's nothing, just don't do it again. There are a lot of dangerous things out there, and you were lucky I was there to save you. You would have been a Warlock's prisoner.” I had to process those words. A Warlock's prisoner? “Those are the real monsters and they are way more dangerous than we are. They are powerful and would hit you even with the simplest of curses. That is why you don't wander the woods alone,” he scold

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