A Darker Shade Of Magic Series Novels & Stories

AURORA’S POV I couldn’t have imagined such a death even in my darkest fantasy; suspended in the air, surrounded by candles with weird fragrance. My death meant the return of someone very evil. It also meant the death of my little girl. I tried to use my magic but it was all in vain. My body was drained of all strength. Despair had taken root in my heart and had grown like Cuscuta engulfing my heart; draining it of the tiniest bit of hope that was left.

The more they chanted, the thicker the smoke got. The continued to chant until the candle shot a high flame and then went out. They watched as the smoke begin to thin out except in the places where dark magic was being used. “The darker the smoke the stronger the magic.” Aaliyah was handing out the packets with Johnathan ‘s picture to the teams. “Here is what who we are looking for and what we know about him.” She told the teams.

Derek gritted his teeth and launched himself at Magnus again, locking him into a brutal grapple, trying to hold him down. “You’re stronger than this!” Derek shouted, his muscles straining as he tried to contain him. “Magnus, don’t let it take you!” For a fraction of a second—Magnus hesitated. A flicker of something—recognition—flashed in his darkened eyes. And then—the shadows surged. Magnus roared, his body convulsing as tendrils of darkness exploded outward, knocking Derek off him and sending him skidding across the floor. The dungeon shook under the weight of the dark magic as Magnus let out a guttural, inhuman growl, his body trembling violently.

“ All magic spells are dark magic aren’t they?” Logan asked setting his fork down having finished his sixth omelette. “ Hah, that’s so typical of you,” Levy rolled her eyes as she scoffed. “ No, for your information all magic spells aren’t dark magic. Just like how there are good and bad shifters in your community, there are good and bad mages in mine.” She took a look at Logan’s expression and understood that he didn’t understand what she said, with an eye roll she simplified what she just said, “ Think like this if I was to turn you into a pup here and now, you wouldn’t get hurt in any way——”

And this is how the last story about Light and Darkness that I wanted to present to you ends. It was certainly an extraordinary journey, showing different stories, but at the same time touching the same topic - can two such opposing poles as Light and Darkness connect at some point? I'll leave it to your own choice, but one thing is for sure - as Miyuki said in Book 4, wanting to stop the battle between vampires and wizards - Light and Darkness certainly couldn't exist without each other. If there was only Light but no Darkness, what would be its meaning? Likewise, if there was only Darkness in the world, wouldn't its existence be pointless without trying to "devour" the Light?

Dang… Even if I'm just a little short, I'm sure my body will split there. “Dark Magic, traditionally refers to the use of supernatural powers or magic for evil and selfish purposes; or magic associated with the devil or other evil spirits. Also sometimes referred to as the 'left-hand path', its right-hand path counterpart is benevolent white magic. Do you know that?" a calm voice echoed in the night. My eyes widened in confusion as I looked at the heretic. I cannot explain, but his face and tone sounds like he was pitying me. "Such a poor soul..." he said in a mellow voice.

"You just said that the debuff is dark magic..." "... Dear, I know, what I mean is that there is creation magic and it is derived from it. Heals and debuffs are derived from light and dark magic, they aren't that dangerous, but pure creation magic can and will affect you. You used pure dark magic twice and the second time you would have turned a boy into a corpse if that guy hadn't hit him." "Sounds like me but doesn't sound familiar... So what do you want? I don't even remember what you're saying and I've never seen darkness... This kind of darkness in us."

Mother Agnes says. I listen to the noise of the wind. "It is Sunshine. She is bringing bad news," I say. I can feel the presence of hurt and pain approaching with Sunshine. Sunshine was a bright witch with a big future, but then she fell in with Umbra and her bunch. Now she is a brilliant witch who uses her smarts and magic for Umbra. I guess you could say Sunshine is an evil witch. I think she enjoys it too. "Maybe you should go inside, Mother Agnes," I say to her, knowing she will not leave me alone to face Sunshine. Mother Agnes is older than us, but she is stronger when it comes to her magic. She knows spells and has magic that I will never have.

But now that, was going to change. As blood trickled from my lip, I felt the familiar cold embrace of my darkness. But this time, instead of rejecting it, I welcomed it. As I embraced it, my senses heightened, my eyesight sharpening unnaturally. And as the coldness travelled down my arms, black veins started to appear, the consequenting mark of my dark magic. The girls froze as they saw the transformation, their eyes widening in terror. Good, they should be afraid.

"I'll ask you one last time. Why did you betray us?" The man on the throne-like chair leaned forward and folded his hands as he looked at his prey in the eye. His forest green eyes were barely devoid of any emotion. His chestnut brown hair was disheveled and his dark blue tie lay loosened around his neck. Even if he did not show any emotion, a dark and dangerous air filled the room, forcing everyone to suck in a deep breath. The beast was about to unleash its wrath and they could only pray to stay alive at the end of the day and watch the sunrise again.