Harry Potter And The Dark Wizard Novels & Stories

Instantly, all eyes shifted from me to the newcomer. The warriors and the small crowd of onlookers immediately turned and bowed deeply as the man approached. Lifting my eyes, I saw a young man with an air of undeniable charisma. His spiky brunette hair, square jaw, and deep blue eyes exuded a quiet strength. Despite his imposing presence, I found it hard to believe he could be the Dark Lord. Beside him stood a younger boy, whose face seemed like it had been meticulously sculpted to perfection, radiating a similar aura of authority.

There was a rumble on the ground like an earthquake, and Hazel moved from where she was standing, and he watched as a tomb slowly started to come out of the ground. All the dark witches were silent as they watched in anticipation of what was going to unfold. Hazel continued with the chanting of the forbidden spell, her voice louder than before, and slowly, the Tomb started to open. Three dark witches stepped forward and opened the tomb, and it was pure horror from then on. Johnathan could only watch as fear passed through his eyes as a figure emerged From the tomb and all the dark witches fell to their knees including Hazel with their heads bowed as the figure slowly walked to an altar and p

“This is above and beyond what I’ve ever seen.” The possessed Sable laughed again. "Nothing can stop us. The ritual is complete. The door is open. We will traverse your world again, and shroud it in darkness." A wave of the dark energy burst outwards and slammed into the healing wizards; sending them all crashing back against opposite walls. They shouted as they fell, but they were shocked and alive. I felt that surge, too, but at least I was prepared this time.

he rasped. I felt the air in my lungs turn to frost. I didn't need to see the paper to know who it was. Their reactions could only mean it was him. "It’s Prince Draven, isn't it?" I asked. My voice sounded small and far away. My father slowly nodded his head. It was official. I wasn't marrying the nice prince. I was being handed over to the Dark Prince. The man with white eyes and the man that no woman has ever survived.

“‘Set things into motion.’ Can you elaborate?” Father Ward sighed. This was, after all, where his memories grew hazy. “Incense or herbs or something else aromatic was burning in several bowls scattered around the hut. I saw old books. Designs scratched into the floor and on the walls. I couldn’t quite tell of what.” “So you believe they . . . ” Father Ward inclined his head. “Invoked a powerful force. Invited something. Offered the little girl to it. I . . . believe something was dwelling in her body.”

He muffled and stepped ahead towards me only in one piece of the towel covering his bottom. I stayed rooted to my spot, shivering on a thought that he could harm me as he now knew what I had just found out about him; his dark, ugly fantasy. “Wh—What—Is—This!” I gritted my teeth, hatred was concealing my bosom. I managed to stand up tall on my trembling legs. I was patting the pile of pictures on my other palm, my eyes were stuck on the ground as millions of emotions, thoughts, and reasons were blocking the processing of my brain at the moment.

She was the strongest witch from her clan, and I was her powerful hybrid child, until they came. The witch who had prepared the Anthurium must have known who I was, and surely had enough grudge against me and my mother to go to that lengths. To perform such a strong potion, a sorcerer must be willing to sacrifice a decade worth of their power - for a decade they will have no power and be unable to conjure up spells and someone had willingly done that in exchange for our death. I was going to find that person, and I was going to make death the easy way out for them. I flung the dead squirrel as far as I could, and with the back of my hand, I wiped my mouth before turning slowly to Damon. A wh

He looked old and if he was a wizard it meant he was at least double the age he looked to be. We shifted back and I stood naked in front of the wizard. ”Give us the girl, she who is half the child of darkness and half the abomination of your kind. Give us the girl and we will be resilient, give us the girl and you might get to live. Refuse to do as asked, and we will wreak havoc upon your pack and your people and we will not stop until every last one of you is dead!” I looked at James who was still in his wolf form. He and Alex were baring their teeth, snarling at the wizard.

The book of light and darkness was ripped into pieces by her. "Im…. Impossible….". They were all greatly shocked almost to death!. The book of light and darkness was the Witch's great possession since the beginning of time, it was powerful and guided by the witch seers passed down from generations…. And here she ripped it like it was nothing!?. "Warriors, it's time to end this!. Attack with full force!. The Evil Queen must be eliminated!!!". Hattie ordered. She was the first to attack Darcia, but she halted in her tracks when her eyes finally made contact with Darcia who was staring at her with piercing glare.

I sighed, looking up into his sad eyes. "Laura doesn't do that for me," Ronald said, shaking his head. "Ronald, if I have to, I will, and it will be for us all," I said softly as I exited the room. I made my way down the stairs to the bookcase. I ran my fingers along the books, pausing when they came to a dark spell book. I reached for it, paused briefly, and pulled it from the shelf. The dark magic within the book almost hummed. I set the book down and opened it. I flipped through until I found a spell to undo Ryan and Eric's pact. I froze, knowing that this could be the key to saving everyone, but I was also aware that this spell would kill me.