Harry Potter Darkness Novels & Stories

34 – Lauren Meridian Water The darkness felt like a cloak wrapped around my thoughts. The spell casting had drained me, not just physically but emotionally too. I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands resting on my knees, as I stared at the faint moonlight seeping through the window. Dark magic left marks on me—not visible to others but etched deep into my soul. A part of me resisted the shadows that lived within me. I felt like an intruder in my own body. Even as a renegade from the Kingdom of Umbra, I wasn’t a creature of darkness, and now my mind was at war with itself.

Before I knew what was happening, I was being pushed to the side by Christopher, as he says, “Don’t look at her. She is possessed.” “Possessed by what?” Charles asks as he steps far away from the cell next to him. “Dark magic.” Christopher tells him, and he slowly lowers the hood from his cloak, revealing his face, and I couldn’t help but stare at him, as I was right about how young he looked, but what caught my eye was the darkness in his own eyes. There was no doubt in my mind that his darkness was hunger, and that hunger was for whatever had a hold of Heather at this moment.

"It's an immortality spell." She shook her head. "Not likely. Immortality is a myth. You'd have to be a god to do that. Is the darkness a god?" "I don't think so." My eyes shifted through more of the books. They all had one thing in common: the need for a blood relation of the person casting the spell or the person they were summoning. "So, If not immortality, then the darkness must be summoning a Grey. Are they trying to summon my mother?"

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

“Mother's aim to do everything, by choosing twins is to save hope that the dark destiny of the vampire world might change. Even though the possibility is very slim not even at all. Every action will have its own risks, especially in matters like this. Mother has done her best, but the fate of darkness will continue to be destiny. In addition, Queen Meralda was really cunning. She had tricked the King of Darkos and planned to take all the forces of the Red Stone. Actually the King of Darkos was not gullible, but fate did require him to do all of that. After all, my mother was destined to die in the hands of the King of Darkos herself. But King Darkos did not do the same with King Drakos, his

Lothaire opened his mouth and uttered his secret, which he never told to a soul. "I can manipulate darkness. The dark does my bidding. The shadows are my slaves," he said without even showing a hint of hesitation. He trusts her that much. Willow is blown away imagining the magnitude of his power. No one walking in the dark is safe from him. And now he can walk under the sun too. Willow realized she is looking at the most powerful vampire in this world. Not just a vampire but one of the powerful beings if any. No wonder he is a king.

She said and I hummed trying to remember everything by repeating it inside my mind over and over. “What are you up to? Why this boy?” I asked fearing my mind already know the answer of it. I have seen it earlier. Necromancy is dark magic. “He will act like an anchor to connect to both of our worlds.” She said and her tone turns darker. Sometimes, she can be scarier than Ravenna and Hecate herself. She cut her palm and put it on the top of the candle she bought. The blood spill on the top of candle and slowly make its way to the bottom. She put the ashes on the four corners resembling the four directions and put the candle in the middle of it before lighting it with her fingers.

Then— Darkness.

"Looks like they're ready to make their appearance." Sarah's voice got lost as the crowd around them began murmuring, the sound growing louder and louder, filling the open space with noise. The murmuring continued until the lights cut fully plummeting the entire room and its occupants into darkness. A single spotlight flashed on and focused at the top of the stairs where Summer and Michael both stood now. Asher felt his breath catch as he stared at Summer. She looked like a fairy standing there with the light glowing around her.