Warlock Vs Wizard Novels & Stories

They were too great in numbers. The loud chattering of the curious crowd became silent as we saw our leader Bazaar Wharr accompanied by 7 of his strongest werewolf hunters. Werewolf hunters were the ones who search for werewolves and capture them so we can learn about their weaknesses. Over the years they have managed to find one weakness of them and that was metal or the piece of iron I saw within the werewolf boy I foolishly saved years ago. It can weaken and kill them if aimed at the right spot of their body. All eyes gazed upon Bazaar a 40-year-old white hair and dark eye man. He was in his armour with his sharp sword at his side. He was quite fit for his age and looked younger.

West asked in concern, causing Weaver to playfully wiggle his eyebrows in response. “Why? You offering?” “It’s the least I can do Weaver. You saved my brother. Besides, it’s not like we haven’t in the past. You’re the strongest Warlock in North America. You can effortlessly channel all forms of magic, those based on primal factors being your preferred.” West said with a nonchalant shrug as he held his hand out to Weaver, his eyes dark with the promise of pleasure.

Simply impossible. Sorcerers did not have a king, monarch, or Alpha. They were a community, a leader was democratically elected from time to time to impose order on some things. However, important decisions were made by the council of elders. The strongest, wisest, and most respected warlock ended up being trained to become the next leader. And that was Gabriel, of course. The most powerful warlock of his generation. "There are the most powerful witches, those who break the age barrier. They are elderly, but they will not look like one. They are thousands of years old on earth. It will not be easy to convince them to get involved in a war against Allen Samuel. You must use your cards well."

But they must change at least once every forty-eight hours or the gene in their blood will create havoc in their system. Hmm. She wondered what kind of havoc? "What do you think, Mischief? What would happen to them?" "Mrow." Mischief leaned back and rubbed her head against Jamie's tummy. "My thoughts exactly." "In human form the warrior men are extremely masculine. The hair on their head is thick and luxurious, their body is muscular but lean and they are endowed with a larger-than-normal penis." What? Holy shit! The pulse between her thighs woke up, thudding in her suddenly wet pussy and her nipples tingled as she stared at the drawing. How was it even possible something that large would fi

Busaba put on the hoodie over her head to shield herself from the heat of the sun. Her opponents were so confident despite being short of soldiers. She thought that in many scenarios that… always… the quantity would always win this war. They had roughly more than one thousand soldiers including the lion clan; one of the strongest clans in the continent, the bear clans; didn’t come short from the lion clan and also a few talented wizards. Wizards are the wicked type of magician who heavily experimented and consumed human flesh to have ever-lasting youth. The opponent however had vampires, werewolf clans, dragon tamers, magicians, and elves.

However, eveeything changed when Light-Cored Wizards and Witches started dying. To mundanes, it just seemed like a serial killer is on the loose, but for the magical police, it's a sign of an impending war. There is no way of distinguishing Dark-Cored Wizards from Light-Cored ones however, since the cores are determined only by an in-depth exam that can only be done in a secured environment that lasts for at least half-an hour.

shouted Khalid, who was getting angry because he felt trapped by everyone's game in front of him. "It's not just us warriors," said Wang Ge, the warrior who was nicknamed the Asura Monk because of his strength he was ranked second after Swordsman Zou Fan. After Wang Ge said so, hundreds of swordsmen started to come out of their hiding places. chyou Chen started to grin, as the sensation of his heartbeat starting to race was getting stronger. "Is this going to be the end for me," thought Chyou Chen who started to feel a tremor in his legs.

I say as I tickle her some more, before I run out of the room. Suddenly my father yells in my mind link. 'WOLVES HAVE BREECHED THE BOARDER! DEFEND OUR HOME!' I can feel the strain in his voice, something is wrong. I allow Draco control, and he rushes to our King. He is surrounded by wolves, they have managed to bite huge chunks from his body. I can sense how weak his is. The rage, the anger, the loss consumes us and we unleash our fire killing every wolf in sight. 'Alaric!' Elizabeth shouts in the mind link then it’s silence.

she trailed off staring at nothing. "Mage...isn't mage similar to a wizard?" Xavier asked hesitantly. "No!" Jade replied defiantly. "A mage is a wizard, yes, but he is a wizard who has chosen the dark path, a mage is a wizard who practices dark magic. A normal wizard wouldn't dare to do so, its forbidden", Jade's irises had red rings around them. She was upset and angry. Xaver just nodded. He understood where she was coming from. He knew the feeling. When a werewolf went rogue, he felt the same anger and remorse. No king or queen wanted their people to choose the wrong path.

"I guess not many... But okay... So, since you're so convinced... You must know how to recognize a witch or a spell... I guess for an elite warrior, it must be basic knowledge, right?" Sophia's calm demeanor is contagious, and I also feel that many people are proud to see someone like her in action, without getting carried away by Dafne's provocations. The warrior had kept quiet because everyone knew that she was just more physical and didn't like to strategize as much. "Ahhh, don't you remember?" Sophia smiled a little wider. "There's a difference in energy, no matter how many blocking or hiding spells there are, it's almost impossible for a high-ranking wolf to be fooled," Achilles answere