Harry Potter Darkness Novels & Stories

It did, after all, suggest that an act of clemency—in this case rescuing Xavier Pontefract from certain death—would be needed to undo the terrible magic seen beneath Bishop’s Cragg. Then there was what Beatrice now referred to as The Darkness. As with The Light it had both physical and intellectual presence. And great power, the way it had claimed the shaman was evidence enough. But Beatrice felt that The Darkness was somehow unable to use such power against her at this point in time. It had appeared not only frustrated but thwarted by her actions in the chamber. Emily had also been named by it. It was an intriguing statement that The Darkness had referred to Beatrice and Emily as “sisters”.

This took a lot of weight off not only my back, but also the entire wizards and sorceress community. And you, dear reader, I hope that with this story, you will look a little more favorably on this darker part of our supernatural world. I know, probably most of you do not believe in its existence, after all, as the world changed, people began to forget that magic surrounds them everywhere, but I hope that this story will help you one way or another. Maybe it will give you hope and faith that love really has tremendous power? Because I tell you, even the greatest of dark magic bends when love emanates from the heart of any being. When other spells fail, love has the strength to overcome the f

No, I had to also deal with a boatload of other freaky side effects that coincided with Spirit. Where all the other elements of magic took from the earth, Spirit took from its host. When Lissa healed, the magic would drive from her essence and light, leaving behind something more dangerous. Over the years our kind had coined this entity as Darkness. In moderation, the Darkness could just result in mild mood swings and occasional ill-temperaments. But if ignored or built up after strong doses of magic use, it could become much worse. Many Spirit users had suffered from anxiety, deep depression, hysteria, and even complete madness. And not just the PMS'ing, overreacting bitch or even fanatic b

The last thing I remember before succumbing to the darkness is tingles and sparks all over my body. “You need to focus. Leah, focus now! I don’t have much time and Nyx can’t help you. Oh, Goddess, please let her hear this.” I hear a whimper from somewhere far away. “Leah, Max is out of control, the darkness has all but consumed him, he grows stronger every day he is allowed to keep the darkness magic inside him. Soon the darkness will take him over and control both the magic realm and the mortal realm.” “What do you mean by 'control’?” I mumble like I swallowed a bunch of cotton balls.

When he got to the center of the book, the characters became clearer so that he could read a long forgotten story. "... and God's power became weaker. People gave themselves to their despair. Their hearts were filled with dark thoughts. What once shone in the light was bathed in darkness. Innocence threatened to succumb to sin. Heaven succumbed to it Hell. The figures of the night broke in on the innocent and stole their light. Above all ~ he ~. The darkness itself. ~ "Lucifer." ~

“The sword is a powerful weapon against any being. So, safeguard it with your life.” “Tell them about the book, love.” Everlee smiled at her mate. They really looked perfect together. I wondered if they ever fought over something. From what they just showed us, they never kept secrets from one another. “The Book of Darkness, Liber Umbra, or The Shadow Book can be used for both good and evil, but there’s always a price.” “Like life or soul kind of price?” “Yes, Ryden. It depends on the black magic you want to use. It can bring someone back to life. It can cause severe destruction of any living being. Nothing is good about it, but brings destruction and death.”

He was no longer interested in the day to day business of the pack. He was now fully embracing the darkness and spent his hours hunched over a mahogany desk, drinking up vials of thick, swirling black potions sent to him by Lihont. With every dose, the veins in his neck turned a bruised purple, and he was slowly becoming one with the darkness. He started looking less like himself and slowly turned one with the darkness. Darcy was very excited about his current state and she spent hours watching from the glass balcony as her husband’s eyes lost their focus, turning a soulless gray with every vial he consumed.

I felt like Pandora’s box had been opened and it was sitting in my lap, all the evil in the world spilling out around me ripping the paint off the walls and tainting the carpet. If I stayed I wanted no part in their organizations or their game of cat and mouse. I wanted only to be there for Guilia who would know nothing about this. She was happy and carefree, I will do for her what my mother did for me and keep the world bright and shiny. I think it helps those of us who look darkness in the face to see the sunshine on those we love. “All right,” I finally spoke. “I won’t tell a soul,” “I knew you wouldn’t darling,” He grinned, if he thought that meant I would play any part in this scheme he

** The Choice of Shadows** Clara stood alone in the center of the room, her body trembling as the shadows of her mind crept closer. The words of the dark figure echoed in her mind, each one a weight, pushing down on her soul. You are the darkness, Clara. You can’t outrun it. It’s a part of you. Always has been. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. The power inside her was like a tempest—wild, unpredictable, and, at times, terrifying. But it was also exhilarating. It was power, a raw, unbridled force that surged through her veins.

While James was still in thought, Hador suddenly appeared in the void before the mountain. The next moment, Hador waved his hand, and Marciais Power struck Dark Thea. Unexpectedly, Dark Thea remained motionless even after Hador’s potent attack. A terrifying evil power erupted from her body, quickly absorbing the attack. Anxious, James dashed over to Hador. Hador shouted frantically, “What are you doing here? I asked you to wait.” Before James could speak, Dark Thea opened her eyes, and two frightening red lights shot out from his eyes. Then, she stretched out her hand and rose into the sky with a purple-pink light around her body.