Dragonborn Necromancer Novels & Stories

Nicolae says, raising his voice. "The day you made the deal with the devil he tricked you. As soon as you shook his hand you replaced him. He slowly got weaker every day until it was time for him to summon you to end his life. You were already the devil for a full year before my death. When I died with our unborn child in my womb my body somehow absorbed the lifeforce because I had demons, devils, witches, and vampires blood runnin through my veins. I was somehow brought back after absorbing the lifeforce." I say angrily. "So my suspicion was correct. So what does that make you exactly?" James says as he leans over the table.

A shadow seemed to streak across the darkening sky to the east, disappearing beyond the horizon. Dominic turned away from the hole in the ground, his shoulders slumped in exhaustion. He took a moment to gather his breath. “That was even more difficult than I expected,” he said. “Three of our foes are gone forever, but the Necromancer has managed to claim Andre’s essence for himself. Whether he will be able to bring Andre back to life or simply add his power to that which he has already collected, I cannot say.” He looked toward Jenna. “Was your spell successful?”

James laughs out. "Just because they are good at killing each other means nothing to how they will be against superior beings," Alec responds. "Did you two perhaps forget that chieftain Eleonora's mate is human? It is quite rude acting in such a manner now you best apologize, " Nathalia barks. "A dragon slayer is hardly human. It is known that they are born from magic bloodlines with dragons as their ancestors," Alec replies.

she trailed off staring at nothing. "Mage...isn't mage similar to a wizard?" Xavier asked hesitantly. "No!" Jade replied defiantly. "A mage is a wizard, yes, but he is a wizard who has chosen the dark path, a mage is a wizard who practices dark magic. A normal wizard wouldn't dare to do so, its forbidden", Jade's irises had red rings around them. She was upset and angry. Xaver just nodded. He understood where she was coming from. He knew the feeling. When a werewolf went rogue, he felt the same anger and remorse. No king or queen wanted their people to choose the wrong path.

"We can now proceed to the next phase and wipe them out completely." "It’s your turn to showcase your power again, kitten," Drake replied playfully, his dark eyes gleaming with intense anticipation. "Prove to them that you aren't just a princess, but the supreme authority commanding them to either obey or bow down." I remained silent, yet deep down, I felt my true self fully awakening. I was ready to step onto the board and purge the ranks of anyone who dared defy the clan's legacy. A cold, chilling smile touched my lips as my gaze hardened, looking like the very embodiment of retribution ready to claim its due.

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.

Which is kind of weird? "Too hasty Aurken, I just gave you an overview for you to understand, the third type I mentioned, which is being reborn with half of one's original age consume, can also drain one's necro if the necro of a reborn is not enough. So talented reborn of this class is because being able to provide the necessary amount of necro in their reborn state, means they have massive amounts of necro." A voice from a seemingly old man. "So basically, what you're trying to say doc is-"

If hot bloodsuckers were going to throw parties where they poison their wine just for fun, they’d be from Nocti-fucking-Shade. “They probably have secret orgies and debate philosophy over corpses.” I wasn’t not intrigued. House DRACOVANTH Crest: A flaming dragon skull crowned in gold, surrounded by shattered chains Quote: “Born in fire. Bound to no one.” Accepts: Dragon blooded, wild mages, chaosborn, summoners Traits: Passion, rebellion, raw power, explosive magic Vibe: Elemental freaks and freedom-loving revolutionaries Known for: Warlocks, elementalists, weaponized royalty, fire slinging chaos gods

Draco growled. Daemon frowned. "You're reassigning my responsibilities?" "I'm reminding you that we have an intruder." Draco answered back. Daemon grin and said, "The intruder isn't flirting with me." "The Crimson Mistress isn't your assignment." Draco roared. Draven failed to suppress a laugh. "Oh, this is getting entertaining." Daemon looked between Draco and me before a slow, knowing grin spread across his face. "I see." Draco remained expressionless. "You see nothing."

My fist clenched so hard that frost spread across the desk. He exhaled loudly. “You know how powerful he is, Draven. If you suppress Karl for long, he'll force control…it will be catastrophic.” I knew that already, better than anyone. Karl is not like other dragons. He is stronger, more violent and far less stable which was exactly why women died around me. I finally turned to Ariel “That...is exactly why I will stay away from her.” His brows pulled together. “You think distance will solve this?” “Yes.”