Black Magic Riddles Novels & Stories

Black as midnight. A phantom.

ito ang inaral namin noong unang pasok pa lang namin ah. Pero agad nag taas ng kamay si eresh "Ano yun?" Tanong sa kanya "Ano pong mangyayari sa isang white witch kung ginawa niya iyon?" Tanong niya "Depende sa kalagayan kung minsan kasi nasasagip ang dalawa at minsan naman kailangan mamili ng isa" turo ni maam lim agad na tumango si eresh "May tinatawag ding black magic spell isa ito sa pinagbabawal na mahika, mapaparusahan ang buong lahi mo pag isa ang gumawa nito"

He heard his father resorted with frustration in his voice. “Dear, you shouldn’t be here. Go back to your room.” His mother hurriedly whispered when she noticed him listening to their conversation. “Wait, did you just say men in black?” Hyde resorted when he came back to his senses. His companion didn’t speak but answered him with a mere nod. “Oh, and one more thing, she also said that one of them has some kind of black bird tattoo on the neck.” Hyde was stunned when he heard about the tattoo. He’s certain, that the deceased man was one of them—or just a scapegoat.

Don’t dare to look under your bed, for they will come at the top of your head. Kiss him now and end up both dead for your lust is one of the sins that will complete the circle of undying death. Fear now or you will see the heart you both bears will surely complete the spell. You don’t believe in bad luck? Think twice and reconsider for your life lies in a black cat that the bell rings is the only way for you to live. Find him or you will lose the life in the blood of bath. Dream, dream sweet beautiful maiden, dream of a wonderful dream, but if you wake up a priest beside you, headless and poor, will take what’s left of you.

I wrapped my hands around her back and consoled her. “Manvi please don't cry..what’s the matter,” I asked in concern. She parted the hug and showed her hands “look at this, Mumma said it's the biggest blessing if the colour is dark but I only have burnt hands'' she said plainly. I held her hand and kissed her wound gently, she closed her eyes. “Manvi, It's just a ritual and not any Henna’s colour will be evidence to show how deeply I love you..” I exclaimed.

True to Nicklaus’s words there was an ancient symbol on her forehead which only means she did try to perform Blackmagic… Celine took her body to the middle of the Cemetery which was a holy ground for witches… She picked up her matchbox and lit up all the candles around and began preparing everything she needed to begin the ritual… First thing first was to get the body outta the body bag and placed her on the tomb before drawing a symbol with the blood of an owl just right below the symbol of Blackmagic. She opened her spell book and began the incantations… “ voco quattuor elementa mundi!” “ permittere vires nostras per terram fluere!” Her eyes suddenly turned white as she began to perform th

"Rona, use your magic. Find a weakness in this fast. I'm not giving up." Rona's eyes gleamed with determination as she nodded in response to my plea. She began to chant ancient incantations once more, her voice resonating with power. The cave trembled, and a glimmer of hope flickered within us but then I noticed something more scarier than Azrael's magic blood, it was a completely dark magic. I could see black smoke seep out of Rona's hands and eyes slowly filling up the grounds of the cave. But Azrael was not one to be outmatched easily.

We search through his library, bedroom, office, and all other places we can think of for anything that could tell us more information relating to sacrificial black magic. Two gruelling days pass, and none of us barely sleep as we’re desperate to find something to save Cathy. But finally, I come across an ancient book hidden beneath Dorian’s mattress. The entire book is information solely on sacrificial black magic, and hope grows in my heart. Course, after finding the right page, and skimming the words. The ancient book records that once the sacrificial black magic spell has been cast there is no way of stopping the effects. Even if the witch who cast the spell is killed. Unless…

Matthew was interested. “I’m sure you can sense it too. That guy has two auras circulating in his body. One of them is something I am familiar with. It’s what’s called black heart. It’s not an actual heart that pumps blood, rather it’s a spiritual heart. Such a thing can be conjured with complex black magic. But what he has is not something like that.” “Meaning?” “Black magic is already very complex compared to normal magic. To pull off a complex one requires decades of studying and a crap ton of mana. His black heart is artificial.”

"All those time I was with the children, the witches didn't try to harm the children, not even the other kids in the playground. I think it only lurked around the walls like the fuck they were." "Ria saw black magic." They all frowned, wondering what I meant. Of course no one has ever seen black magic except me, an high official bloodsucker and the witches. No one has the ability to see the magic, infact my mother doesn't have that ability to see it. "What do you mean by Ria saw black magic. I thought she is Omega, she cannot see black magic." "But she did." I sighed. "It was also a huge surprise to me though. I never thought she would see something as dark as a the witches' black magic.