Warlock Books Novels & Stories

Thank you so much for patiently waiting while I finished up the The Warlock's She-Wolf! The next book in this series is now available on Good Novel and it is called "How To Be Patient - Feisty Series (4 of 5). Follow along in the story as Lukas tries to figure out his messy personal life and fend off his attraction to a woman he absolutely should stay away from! Book five will be out sometime in October (How To Forgive) and it will follow Slade's story.

“This has names. Movements. Alliances that shouldn’t exist.” I opened it, scanning the pages. Warlocks in league with banished Alphas. Sightings of shadow creatures from the northern tundras. A pattern I hadn’t seen before, but now, I couldn’t unsee. “This is what we’re up against?” “Yes. And it’s only getting worse. I need someone on the inside, someone who can walk through fire and not flinch. That’s you.” I closed the book slowly. “I don’t trust easily anymore.”

“No. We didn’t know if you would be a man or a woman. It is my intuition after having met and now my conclusion of you tells me you are the one and I have never been wrong before.” “You have met werewolf tamers before.” “Yes. I have lived for over three thousand years. And in those years I have met three werewolf tamers.” Three thousand years? “What do they do, the werewolf tamers?” She asked. “Well, many things. werewolf tamers come in times of crisis and tyranny. Power corrupts people.” He said staring ahead. “It is common among the kingdoms of living creatures for a hierarchy to exist and for the dominant to rule and exert control over others and among those who rule, abuse of power is co

“You should head back to the room and start packing a bag for a few days, pack light clothes and don’t worry about any accessories. Warlocks are a lavish people, but they despise when it looks like others are trying to be more flamboyant than them.” “What kind of creatures are Warlocks?” “They’re Elves.” ‘Oh, dear gods.’

“That’s not what I think should have happened. I mean, who cares who Shaun chose? What their pack does isn’t anyone’s business. I’m just saying that Vincent Dawn HAS to be behind this. I’m just confused because now he’s put his whole pack and his allies in danger.” The door creaked open and Allie-Jean walked out. She was dressed now and there was still sleep in her eyes. “What’s going on?” She asked. Peter and I looked at each other uneasily, but just for a moment. I knew I was going to have to tell her as soon as possible or her brother would show up and tell her himself. I had to prepare her and the rest of our pack NOW. War was now declared. So I told her.

For men and gods sworn to had never witnessed such a massive turn out. Many days went by the war seemed not to present any triumphant side, the warlock sat in the midst of wounded soldiers, many that had lost something, if not leg it will be legs, if not hand it will be hands, some got broken arrow heads stuck in their skin. Physicians had never been so busy, they walked non-stop, and many of their apprentices were blaming themselves that they began their apprenticeship, at such an historical time, but something was different, the warlock armies lost nothing, none of them had sustained any injuries, they were too skillful. But apart from these men, none of the generals could boost such succe

I stare at him in bewilderment “What does that mean exactly?” He huffs and begins talking excitedly “That terrible mother of yours did a horrible job of raising you. You’re a legend dear Davina. Once upon a time, a very long time ago, a certain prophecy was told by every warlock on the planet it said ‘The violet eyed werewolf is the ultimate weapon’ that’s you love” Warlock? Prophecy? I thought warlocks were just a myth. Fictional characters in my favorite books and tv shows or movies. The ultimate weapon? What the hell does that mean?

“Do you have the strength to open your mind ? I'll cover you in the meantime” Soleil nods dully and begins to whisper her galdr. I turn my attention to the two wolves. They look awful. Both have sticky stains of blood all over their bodies and they now stand with just one body length between them and stare stiffly at each other. At the sound of Soleil's galdr, Luca turns and sets off towards her. I prepare to fight, but Martin grabs him and throws him to the ground.

If need be, I was fit and ready for battle. My bedroom door swung open and my grandfather urgently beckoned me to follow him. As I suspected, Charles and his dozen or so vampires had somehow managed to break through the shield. Gwendoline suspected it was with the help of his resident warlock. This was confirmed when my grandmother pointed him out. Even though he was a distance away on the mountain top, he made a formidable image as he stood with the moon to his back.

But if I told them the truth, maybe they would take me back to Thornwood. “A werewolf.” I said as loud as I could muster. Collective gasps broke out around me. Gasps of shock and disdain. I dragged my gaze around, confused by their reaction. Wait, he did say this was the ‘Dragon Keep’. The memory of when I came across a book about Dragons rushed into my mind. “...dragons are egoistic creatures who think they're better than everyone. They hung our kind for sport. They're monsters, Eloise…” Mae had told me that day.