Boundless Necromancer Characters Novels & Stories

"Get Vydes powder, Nicklaus, Anthony, Leonardo and Alexandra. Meet me in the dungeon." Adrastos and Garion watched him stalk off and shared a look. Anariah was out to play. The parts of Andreas that made an appearance while torturing the guards, the ones who were at the door and the ones who had been in on it, was his Dragon, Vampire, Werewolf, Demon, Necromancer and Ghast. The Dragon for a guilty dragon. The Demon for a guilty demon. The Ghast for a guilty ghast. The Necromancer for a guilty necromancer.

Poor Louise didn’t waste any more time and vanished in a blink of an eye. “Those mortals should live in fear. That’s their only payment for taking what’s mine.” Xavier stared at the lifeless bodies in the tube. “As for you, you’ll be my next weapon. It’s a privilege to be born under the full moon, and you’ll be more powerful once Vladimir’s blood flows inside of you.” “Elites!”

This was the second time that they had tried to attack on her after a decade. Before, she wondered why they suddenly stopped their assassination attempts. Not that she was complaining in any way, but it was just strange that they didn't try to harm her again after that. Instead, they once again began after ten years. Furthermore, unlike their previous encounter with the organization, these two that they sent were too weak. Even if Sora, whose inside the pendant of her necklace, didn't tell her about the assassins, she still would know. Their stealth may work on the others, but who were Minerva and Zinnia? They're a jeweled eye wielder. In the near future, they'd become a Saint Archmage. Thes

“It’s actually specifically made for the undead and if a fae uses it they have to have very strong resistance to the dark magic. I guess Roro had it. The lizard clan is on the lowest hierarchy of light after all.” “Oh… So couldn’t your aunt have used it?” “Well, even if she can use it. It’s not like she knew where dad lived in this world. And she may have strong magical powers but dark tools would have an affect on her body since fae are light creatures.” “Ah…” That makes sense. “So well, to use that tool, you need to be in an area of large space. Usually Roro would go by himself but since it was raining that day and the weather was pretty harsh, I decided to go with him.”

“Your lupomancer is a paradox. If he touched her and didn’t absorb anything desirable, he may have absorbed the opposite. Vorare thrives on pure sorcery. Death-rooted but pure nevertheless. Anything outside that might distort him.” What an underhanded way to call me impure. Abigail’s head turned sharply. “Distort? What a peculiar term.“ Cressa proudly nodded once, throwing a glare my way. “It's a well-known theory. Lupomancers are unstable beings carrying two blessings that were never meant to meet. Best believe the combination of the two birthed a third, a curse on its own. She can't identify as food. Best case scenario, she poisoned him.” “If it's such a well-known theory, how come Becca h

The heartbreaking, gut-wrenching truth that even I struggle to accept. My father had tried to seduce her, but Vivian detested his advances. Vivian was untouchable. A high witch who also practice sorcery. A leader of her clan. He couldn’t break her directly, so he went after the ones he could—her father and younger brother. He stole their soul-bound familiars, the very core of their power and existence. In her coven, men’s magic comes from the beasts they bond with, their very lives intertwined. If the familiar dies, so does the witch.

She grinned again and answered, “You should already know your master’s name. Perth Otho. He leads the Otho family’s major clan. His younger brother, Dimitri, and their sister, Fayre, each lead the minor clans. So the Othos together make up three clans total—one major, two minors.” Her tone shifted, almost like she was reciting from a textbook. “And the Othos aren’t the only pure-blood family left. There’s also the Ramol clan. Silian Ramol leads their major clan, and his sister, Xedra, runs their minor one. That’s it. Between the Othos and the Ramols, there are only five pure-bloods alive today.” “Five,” I repeated under my breath.

"Get behind me!" ​The hound squeezed through the door, followed by two more. They were the size of horses, their bodies shifting and blurring like smoke in the wind. One lunged. Kael caught it on his shield, the force of the impact sending him skidding back. He sliced through the creature’s neck, but it didn't bleed—it simply reformed a second later. ​"You can't kill them while the field is up!" Kael shouted over the roars. "Seraphina, the anchor! You have to use your own blood! The Bloodbound mark can bypass the ward!"

I actually thought she was going to stand up for me. "He's Margaux's best friend," Margot continued, her voice turning icy. "And I actually awakened a top-tier wolf tonight. I don't really want my sister's sloppy seconds." My dad took two quick steps toward her, his face tight with desperation. "Lucien is the heir to the entire southeastern territory, Margot. Your life would be completely set. We would be set." "There's Richard. There's literally ten other high-ranking guys," Margot shrugged, finally turning around to face him. "If Lucien actually secures the Alpha title, then fine. I'll think about accepting the second-chance bond. But only then."