Novel & Cerita Darker Shade Of Magic Series

It’s a long shot, but I’m not exactly flush with options at the moment. Invidia’s hand illuminates with a purple glow, and with a wave of her hand, the tray that contained my food and water disappears. As I observe her with keen – albeit tired – eyes, I now realise it's not quite the same hue as what I’ve witnessed in other makkares. Makkari magic is emitted as a vibrant shade of violet, but now that I pay closer attention, Invidia’s magic has a darker hue, like a shade of dark indigo. I never thought much of it, but I’m starting to realise the darkness she wields was reflected as clear as day in her magic, and I was too ignorant or complacent to notice.

Their black armor, etched with silver runes, shimmered beneath the lantern light. My heart thrummed with power as I stepped forward, cloak swirling like a ripple of night. The scent of my minions, this legion of darkness washed over me in waves: leather, steel, earth. I felt the familiar surge of magic coursing through my veins, the heady rush that came with absolute control. Tonight, we would unleash the first wave of my dark creatures upon the Crimson Moon pack. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, savouring the moment before the storm.

, I said standing tall straighten my shoulders, I could see Damien in the back shaking his head, he already knew I had the shield up. "You cant handle my best shot", Maggie replied with a smug look. "If you say so, try me", I said hugging my shoulders. "Ich fordere die macht der dunklen magie im inneren auf, sich zu entwickeln, Asche zu Asche, staub zu staub bringen dieses madchen zu bode, wo sie herkam", (I called on the power of the dark magic inside to come forward, Ashes to ashes, dust to dust return this girl to the ground where she came from)Maggie chanted, the air around us changed, I looked at her while she was chanting, her eyes closed and she was focus, but I knew nothing will happ

Zoe rolled up the edge of her shirt, revealing the faint, almost invisible scratch on her side. But as Marella’s fingers hovered over the wound, Zoe felt a sudden, searing heat. She bit back a gasp, her hand clenching the fabric of her pants. “Ah,” Marella said, her tone grim. “This magic is indeed dark, twisted. It’s subtle, designed to infect slowly, eating away at your strength over time.” Sara paled, moving closer. “Can you… can you remove it?”

"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."

I had used my magic on him before so it shouldn’t be that tough to heal him this time around although it might take longer than usual. As I chanted the incantation, I could feel his body relax under my touch. A light sheen appeared and dusted his body with a light red color, the color of my inherent magic, hereditary to the Amorets. The sparkles looked beautiful against his fur and the more I caressed his body while chanting the spell the more I felt his shivering body calm down. I closed my eyes again and focused my energy. Changing the spell to a stronger one I saw the red spots of blood slowly evaporate with my magic.

"Is that why my hair changed color, too? Because of the wolf?" "Yes. When you change for the first time, the wolf settles in. When you changed back to human, the magic of that first shift allowed the changes of the wolf to manifest in your human form. Most of us turned in our twenties and there's not very much difference before and after. Your hair color reflects the color of your wolf. As a wolf, you are silvery white with a darker gray strip along your spine. White wolves are a rarity among us. You were going gray when you were attacked, right?"

"You all possess great powers which are unknown to you. Some of you got Dark Magic while some got Light Magic which will divide you into two groups. Students of Dorm A belong to Light Magic while those in Dorm B belong to Dark Magic." This meant that I belonged to Light Magic while Mike belonged to Dark Magic. Felt like the world was playing with our fates really bad. Magic? Seriously? This sentence of hers was met by gasps from the kids. But Mike however remained calm throughout the time. Strange. "Ahem!" She cleared her throat in order to get everyone's attention.

“I haven’t been doing as well, but I’m trying. It just seems to be a bit more spontaneous is all.” “Pay attention to what it feels like when you use magic, it’ll make it easier to call on it again. I can feel your power, Lola. We’re sisters, but your magic isn’t quite like mine. It’s…it’s different.” She hummed, closing her eyes, and furrowing her brows together as though she were concentrating. When they popped open, the same shade of blue as my own, they flashed with hidden knowledge. “It’s older and much more volatile than mine, but there are some similarities too. Our magic is rooted in darkness, but that doesn’t make it evil. No matter what you do, or how it manifests itself, remember t

I replied and poured the juice for both of us "I see you are a huge fan of black and dark purple" she sipped the juice gracefully and I couldn't help but stare at the movement of her lips..... I cursed deeply at the lustful thought going through my mind. I had dumped that attitude a long time ago "Black is the best...." I said "Black is wicked" she muttered "At least it's not sad....." "I prefer brighter colors, white, lemon, pink, sky blue, orange and even yellow" she said with a straight face