A Dark And Secret Magic Novels & Stories

I hope we don’t get caught. Over the last two days, Conor and I had been talking about the secret techniques available to Mages and the few forbidden spells that no Mage was supposed to ever use. It had made me feel a bit nervous to even talk about my techniques. I was relieved that he wasn’t upset that I didn’t tell him about them to begin with, but it did interest him. Now that we were alone, I was more willing to go into detail. “I don’t know much about the other types of specialty magics. But Death magic is the most serious of the secret magic techniques. It can halt a life at the utterance of a couple words as you saw several weeks ago. And if I really wanted to, I could shatter a soul.

Sitting in the dim light of my apartment, I heard the distinctive sound of a door closing from across the hall. A sinister smile crept over my face. Clay was leaving. I slid the glass door to my balcony open and peered down to see his black car pull out of the parking garage, heading north. He's going home, I thought, how convenient. I returned inside, my fingers itching to pry open the book that lay on my coffee table. It wasn't any ordinary book—it was an old folklore tome filled with rituals, spells, and hidden amidst cryptic language, and dark magic.

He has two magic. On the mirror magic up, in front, we can see two ladies. One was holding a water ball and the other one has light ball, just like mine. At first, I thought she wasn’t able to control her magic that’s why it scattered to the whole arena but judging the look o her face. She was bragging. She was totally showing off. Light is a rare magic, during my father teenage years, he was the only one wo had it. That’s how rare it was. And it looks like in my generation, there’s two of us. On rare cases, when a mage is strong, Magic can be inherited from your parents but most of the time the magic itself can choose you. It looks like the latter’s her case. To me, I was strong enough to i

he laughed lightly and shook his head, “I think it’s just a weird birthmark. It’s like a large mole resting on top of an unfinished trapezoid.” Enkille nodded. “I suggest you keep that birthmark. Faeries do not have such defect, or else they will know you are human hiding on a glamor.” “I will do that,” he agreed, even if it sounded weird. “For now, you need to learn the basic magic that will help you survive Fariyah’s wrath.” Enkille clicked her fingers at instantly two old books emerged at his bedside. “What kind of magic is that?” Enkille ignored his question. “You must keep this a secret. Fariyah must not know that I’m helping you. Understood?”

Dang… Kahit yata madaplisan lang ako na kaunti, sure akong mahahati yata katawan ko doon. “Ang Dark Magic, ay tradisyonal na tumutukoy sa paggamit ng mga supernatural na kapangyarihan o mahika para sa masama at makasariling layunin; o mahika na nauugnay sa diyablo o iba pang masasamang espiritu. Minsan din itong tinutukoy bilang 'left-hand path', ang right-hand path na katapat nito ay benevolent white magic. Alam mo ba yun?” a calm voice echoed in the night.

**Viktor** I have spent the past few days researching the oldest prophecies. Perhaps they will hold more pieces of the ancient prophecy. There were once rumors that the ancient prophecy was broken up in to chapters. This has been some puzzle and so far I am not solving it. Today I have to make my way to the safe house. Dez has a keen eye, he may be able to piece this puzzle together. An apartment complex would make a vulnerable safe house, but in fact can be quite clever if one has the connections to fortify it. I have secretly kept friendly with some warlocks. Their magic is old but strong. The complex is modern and high tech as well.

HIS DARKEST SECRETS CHAPTER 59 ***** Sanctify saw herself in a dark forest with loud chippings and horrifying sounds which became louder at every step she took. Surprisingly she wasn't fazed or scared about anything as she boldly walked with a particular sense of direction and blood lust taking over her. What's working with her? She couldn't tell, it was as if she was being hypnotized with a force that can't be denied as she went nearer to her prey, a sharp dagger in her left hand as her long dark clothes danced freely from the impact of the air.

There was no magic he could not penetrate, no hidden spell he could not unravel. ******* Nestled deep within the shadows of a dense, ancient forest lay a chilling sanctuary hidden from mortal eyes. The entrance, shrouded by creeping ivy and moss-covered stones, led into a vast chamber with vaulted ceilings, adorned with eerie, flickering torches casting dancing shadows on the damp, stone walls. The air was thick with the scent of must and decay, punctuated by the metallic tang of fresh blood.

It was her voice that broke her reminiscing moment. ‘Oh my goodness you are blushing Emma!’Trish exclaimed, ‘Care to share who or what is behind all that and that smile…hmmm…someone has got a secret.’ Emma giggled, if it was any other guy she would have told her all about it but this was to be her secret. She was glad none of her friends were aware that she was spending a night out and she planned to keep it that way. ‘What can I say, its good to get lost in dreamland once in a while, you see in there you have a perfect guy, your kisses are sweet you lovemaking passionate and______________’ before she could finish Trish’s contagious laughter interrupted her and she found herself laughing alo

I ordered as I backed up and looked at him. He had to do it perfect. Within seconds he had the magic coming out of the book. I watched as Black-ish blue light flowed into his hand. I had never seen dark magic used from this book so I had to remind myself I needed to concentrate and keep us connected. I just had to pray that our soul bond didn't mend itself because of this.