Harry Potter The Black Lake Novels & Stories

It felt like standing at the edge of a frozen lake. Beautiful and Terrifying. One wrong step, and everything could shatter. “Don’t hope too much, Toby,” I whispered into the darkness. My heart ignored me. It already has.

Elena gripped her necklace, about to put it back around her neck, but in her haste, it slipped from her hand and fell straight into the lake beneath the apple tree branch where she was sitting. “OH NO!” Panicking and without thinking, Elena jumped into the lake. She wasn’t afraid of the Black Lake at all. It wasn’t called the Black Lake without reason—it was because the lake was so deep that it appeared black. “My necklace…” Elena stretched out her hand to grab her red ruby necklace. At the same time, Lucien watched everything. He was already standing at the edge of the lake near the large apple tree, his hands behind his back, his blue eyes fixed sharply on the water.

The ground split open, revealing a spiral of stairs descending into darkness. “The final hinge,” Kaelira whispered. Taren clutched her cloak. “Do we have to go down again?” “Yes,” she said, gently. “But this time, we write the ending.” ⸻ They descended slowly, the air growing hotter with every step. The stone walls began to shimmer, faintly molten. At the bottom waited a vast chamber filled with concentric rings of runes, each revolving lazily around a core of black fire. “That’s it,” Zevran said. “The Black Moon’s heart.”

This black skeleton’s defense was not as great as the skeleton king, so its arm was broken apart right away. Soon, Alex could see the owner of the black arm: it was a black skeleton. Behind this black skeleton were countless skeletons! “My goodness!” Alex was dumbfounded by the sight outside. Under the moonlight, it was a big area of black skeletons. They emerged from the water at the large lake row by row, just like the leaking petroleum. How many of them were here? The room was not big. When Luna and Jasmine heard Alex’s exclamation and the fighting sound earlier, they hurriedly looked over there.

“Should we wait until it opens?” They sat by on a stone bench that had a nice view towards the lake, and Ayla peeked at Ler, whose eyes were fixed in the calm water that seemed endless in front of them. “There’s a fire lake in the cursed land.” He said. “Lux chained me at the lake shore with black iron that’s made from darkness itself.” This was the first time he was sharing such details, and Ayla’s heartbeat dropped for a bit. “That place wasn’t ordinary at all. I’d see things… the things I feared the most, everytime I closed my eyes. I still see them now.”

She would have Callisto at her side, and Azrael too. But of the fallen, I had given up a while ago. "No!" I thought, "Asmodeus NEEDS to be on my side." ⋅ ♱ ⋅ The black sun made the sky of hell darker and darker, it was a true work of art, and not even the 7 chapters devoted to its description was enough to define how truly stunning it was. The crimson sky, the dark and cold sun, the gray clouds, and in the background, well hidden among the black mountains, there were small glows.

AURORA'S POV There was a huge mansion in woods which was white in colour with cream interior. The place gives a warm vibe but I know from far that this is going to be a hell of a ride for me. I should find a way and escape from here as soon as possible. I couldn’t escape in car because I was all panicked and was not that good in teleportation spell. I needed some time in peace so that I get the spell to work but the nerves ponding against my skin made me dumb as they said what a weak witch I am. My parents would be really disappointed in me. As soon as I was thrown into a dark room my restrains were opened letting me feel my sore hands. These motherfuckers tied them pretty tight. The darknes

But, as if a switch had been flicked, the scene burst into chaos as howls began to echo off the wall of trees and building behind them until an evocative chorus rose up, becoming louder and louder. If anyone ever asked Lucas to explain what he had witnessed that night, he would admit he had no words for it. Where once human bodies lay wrestling with the throws of their first shift, were now wolves with their thick coats gleaming in the ethereal light of the moon. And in the middle of it all stood Hecate, her blue and gold eyes never leaving Lucas even as her friends crowded her with excited nuzzling and licks of affection. What are you, Chloe? Lucas found himself asking for what felt like th

The other one holding a wand who was now producing a ball of light, but it was tinted with color black; it was not a pure white color. “Just reminding you, the girl cannot breathe underwater,” she said and laughed wickedly. The alarm became evident in Johann’s face. He turned his head to Lalia and nodded his head. Lalia immediately heeded. She closed her eyes and murmured spells. A wide circle spread throughout the whole place it disappeared as soon as Lalia opened her eyes. “I found her, she’s under the lake.” She reported to Johann.

Black curls fell over her shoulders, glam up her nondescript dress with its luxury. The sea witch moved the water ball to the bridge and unclenched her fingers. With a noise, the water rushed down, and the newt fell to his knees, breathing heavily and pressing his palms to his ribs. Stuck in the trap of witchcraft, he couldn’t breathe, as if Agnes's invisible hand had squeezed his chest to suffocation. “Put your hate in the sink and don't you dare show it to me! Now help me carry Nocté. And maybe I won't kill you today.” The sorceress spoke with a joyless smile, holding her niece's head.