Evil Magician Novels & Stories

The Carriage had already began moving while she continued staring out the window with a frown. Watching Oliviér in the chaos of the rebellion. Her eyes flickered to the tower at the fourth floor standing on the window was the Rogue that chased her. It's bloodshot eyes were staring evily at the moving Carriage. *Author's note. I put it here because I know nobody reads the Author's note section. (1) Insigori; A monster who survives through thick and thin by bootlicking a stronger monster. For any confusion, in this chapter Elizabeth used Forbidden Magic, Magic that isn't from the Mother Earth is considered Forbidden Magic to Werewolves, and only Myriad (Hybrids) like Elizabeth can use this Mag

At this moment, another auction sound rang out, only to see a woman wearing a light red long dress calling for a price. This time there was no need for Tadhg Walter to ask, Magnate Emperor immediately transmitted the sound. "At this time, God and Demon became the daughter of God and Emperor Grand, Great Emperor of God and Demon, mastering the magic of two paths, both good and evil, extremely powerful." Tadhg Walter nodded, and at the same time, the sound of the third path bidding came out. "Fifty thousand!" As soon as this price came out, many people looked towards the person calling the price, but it was a man wearing a blue costume.

Without a flaw with the demon, Ephraim had finally had enough watching and stepped in. There has to be something to defeat a demon who serves Demir. Her power is much greater than all the Elders combined. Illim became powerful by eating the heart of a vampire. She practices the same forbidden magic as her Master. "Kaze, Camila, hold on to those two. Don't let them escape." "Don't worry, Lippy. I would like to see if this bitch can escape my grasp." "Let me go!" Leah screech. "Cam, don't kill her just yet," once I advise the young jaguar shifter not to kill. A loud explosion caught my attention. All Elders were blown away by Illim power that was progressing.

Demanded Starvos, knowing how this was a bad premonition toward them as the magic that was performed by Isaac are usually the ones that are beyond dangerous. “Eston told me it’s… a summoning magic. But not a demon, a forbidden creature!” Starvos frowned, “Where is it!” Demanded Starvos, thinking that he should destroy the creature first before the problem spiral for the worse! Meanwhile inside Jeremiah’s study room, the man who continued to scream in pain then felt the presence of a person who had stood beside him. Her golden hair shine as she bent down, placing her hand on his forehead as she whispered a spell.

"Or maybe you just don't want to admit that your little witch friend is a murderer." "Enough," Vergil cut in, his voice cutting through our argument like a blade. He stood between us, his arms crossed over his chest. "It wasn't Lucinda." I scoffed. "And how can you be so sure? Are you protecting her too?" "I protect no one," Vergil snapped, glaring at me. "Lucinda is a spoiled brat, but her magic is mostly healing or white magic. The purple smoke Eric described is probably dark magic. It belongs to the dark covens of the Eastern Wastes, witches who sell their souls to demons for a fraction of their power. Lucinda wouldn't touch that magic; she considers it beneath her."

Beneath a crimson sky, three colossal pyramids rose from the desert, their tips burning with a black flame. At the center of a ritual circle stood a man cloaked in scarlet and gold — the Magus whose name the stars refused to remember. Around him, hundreds knelt in terror as he raised a blade carved from obsidian and bone. With one stroke, he opened his own palm and let the blood drip into a basin carved with wolf sigils and the eyes of witches. His voice thundered across the sands. “From spirit and night, I summon thee!” The blood hissed, turning into a vortex of smoke and shadow. From its heart, something began to take form — tall, lean, carved from the dark itself.

"Unfortunately, being a creation of a lesser God made Raguel not immune to defeat. He met his match when he encountered the dangerous werewolf tyrant, Crustblood the Terrible, a descendant of Argo who was also a powerful wizard. Crustblood's wolf, Draven, was a strong and cunning creature. During the battle, Draven deceived Raguel, by pretending he had lost and was lying helpless on the ground. As Raguel approached him, Draven used forbidden magic and devoured the lesser deity. This act instantly endowed Draven with immense power and a desire for independence, establishing his own will. He trapped his human in the depths of his mind and consumed his soul as well. "Draven transformed into a l

IRINA VOLKOV I set down my wine glass carefully, my hand shaking. "I don't know what you're talking about." He knows me. Fuck he does. Who is he? One of Sergei's men? No....Damien has this power and money aura than Sergei's. So who the fuck is he?

- he says in just a whisper. Azael shakes his head maliciously. -Then tell me what I'm doing here- He shrugs- Will you talk now? It takes a few seconds before answering. -It is a trap. -This time the man no longer looks at Azael, he looks at me.- Lailah Gozt ... if I were you, I would abandon your mother, lose sight of Volkov and move to another country.- then he lets out a dry laugh, which looks more like a cough. I'm surprised you know who I am.- Harrison Tucson doesn't mess around with bullshit.

The werewolf Mina, the vampire Naomi, fire user Samuel, captain Amel, head magician Hashim, Head butler Conan and Head maid Elijah. All of them were powerful individuals. “Does that even make sense?” Amel sounded offended, his eyes searching for Hashim's approval. “Are you sure you’re not a quack?” Elijah's lips began to thin as she yelled. “Elijah… chill…” Shadow tried to subdue the sudden heat-up situation. “My Lord. She just accused you of practicing immoral magic. This is blasphemy.” “Why is it immoral?” Shadow was speechless. The head healer looked at Shadow as if asking for help as well. Their glazing glaring could indeed kill a weak human if they weren't careful enough.