A Darker Shade Of Magic Series Novels & Stories

Ashley nodded, "I just need to inform you that light and darkness are two strong opposite elements, and these elements are not like fire and water that collide in one vessel." "Your physique can only choose one of the two because light and darkness cannot pair in one body, no one have ever done that." Ashley explained further. "But since you keep surprising us and defying the law of our knowledge, if you will be able to tame these two elements in you, then you must be the most powerful sorceress currently living in this world." "I wish you luck." She added before placing together the two last shards of white and black. The atmosphere is heavy with anticipation, all eyes are on Mayari, and Ma

“Why is your magic a different color than the Whitmore goons? There’s was purple, yours was nearly white.” She frowns at my question and her arms drop from their defensive stance. “Their magic is turning dark, black magic, you might call it. Mine is still pure, from the earth and the environment, not from evil. It’s why my parents left the coven. They started turning dark several years ago.” She looks down and I watch as her magic begins dancing across her fingers again, almost like she’s holding lightening in her hand. “Can I touch it?” I ask, mesmerized.

Mom sighed. '' You are both hybrids but when Sky was growing up, I noticed she was different from the other children. She was extremely strong, had a high sense of smell and her eye colour changed following the rhythm of her mood. I feared for her. I feared she would be discovered and taken away from me so I put tarragon herbs in whatever she ate or drank. Tarragon herbs are known to lower the senses of supernaturals. '' Now she turned to look at me. '' You were so clueless , the more you took it, the more you became.....'human'. As soon as you stop taking them your supernatural side would take over but it would take a while. I am so sorry for hiding who you were from you.''

Malachi grinned, the plan already forming in his mind, "that's where a little piece of forbidden magic comes into play." Liora and Orion exchanged a glance, sensing the gravity of what was about to unfold. The game had changed, and the stakes had never been higher. "Forbidden magic?" Liora's voice wavered, her eyes locking onto Malachi's. "We've already crossed too many boundaries, and played with too many powers we shouldn’t." Malachi leaned in, his intense gaze holding hers. "Sometimes, to defeat darkness, we must dabble in shadows. The magic I speak of is not something any of us would choose under normal circumstances, but desperate times, my dear."

“Why is your magic a different color than the Whitmore goons? There’s was purple, yours was nearly white.” She frowns at my question and her arms drop from their defensive stance. “Their magic is turning dark, black magic, you might call it. Mine is still pure, from the earth and the environment, not from evil. It’s why my parents left the coven. They started turning dark several years ago.” She looks down and I watch as her magic begins dancing across her fingers again, almost like she’s holding lightening in her hand. “Can I touch it?” I ask, mesmerized.

The skull and bones printed on his dark hooded robe moved in rhythm, indicating that a soul entered the lair of the souls. “The magic is stronger than mine.” Vira said. Her hands raised as she felt the magic fluctuation around. Her dark red dress is hugging her body like her second skin. “It is dark magic. Only dark magic can overpower the light.” She said and sighed. She is a light wizard and an alchemist. “Somebody created a separate space.” Neid, a blind noble, said. His dull gray eyes looked at the throne where the king was earlier. Now, the king’s body is lying on the floor. However, they can’t go near him because a space barrier was erected around the throne.

The sound sweeps across my skin, raising the hairs along my arms. I know that voice. His presence is nearly enough to pull me out of the darkness, clawing my way toward the surface. But just as quickly as his voice came, it slips away. And then I’m falling once again. Shapes appear and recede from the shadows. A Shifter—her hair like silver. She looks familiar, though I don’t know her. Lips as red as blood, eyes as blue as the ocean. She turns, looking almost ethereal as the shadows converge, wrapping around her like a lover. She sinks into the darkness, the blue of her eyes fading.

Orna looked at me, her eyes shining in her evilness. She laughed as she pushed her hand forward and a dark blast of energy pushed Shade and Raek back behind a thick curl of magic. Black magic. It was like a cage. I started to pound on it, but it was not budging. It was magic, dark and ancient. Just as powerful as the magic of Vera's crown. Vera was saying something, but I couldn't hear it beyond the bars of dark, writhing, glowing magic. Her voice was a soft, befuddled whisper.

My hands sparked with the two opposing forces within me – the light and the darkness. With a fierce battle cry, I channeled the conflicting energies, unleashing a torrent of gray magic that engulfed Morax. The room trembled as our powers clashed, the air vibrating with the intensity of the struggle. I could see the surprise in Morax's eyes as my magic consumed him. In that moment, I made a choice, a choice to defy the darkness and embrace the light within me. The gray magic surged, wrapping around Morax like ethereal chains. His body contorted, writhing in agony as he was consumed by the very power he sought to control.

The leader of the group, a tall figure with a hooded cloak, raised a hand, and a surge of dark energy lashed out at them. "Defend yourselves!" Marinetta commanded, her voice cutting through the chaos. Her team engaged the robed figures in a fierce battle, their skills and strength evident as they fought to neutralize the dark magic. Marinetta focused on the leader, who was directing the flow of dark energy toward the crystal. She could feel the weight of the magic pressing down on her, but she pressed forward, determined to stop the ritual. With a powerful strike, Marinetta disarmed the leader and disrupted the flow of magic. The crystal at the center of the altar shattered, sending a shockw