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"I want you to help me give it to them." Asher's heart gave an involuntary flip. "Present?" Sarah's red lips lifted into an evil grin. Pulling her clutch from its place on the table beside her she began to rummage through it until she found what she needed. She held a tiny packet filled with white powder out flashing it to a confused looking Asher. "Do you know what this is Asher?" She asked now. Asher slowly shook his head feigning ignorance. He had a vague idea, but he didn't want to say as he tried to give Sarah the benefit of the doubt. After all this was real life not some ridiculous TV drama. People didn't actually plot to drug people to get their way, right?

I cried out as I found myself sinking into the thoughts that could have never appeared in the mind of a stable person. I couldn't see anything else, everything came off vivid. Suddenly, a voice appeared on my mind, "Mom! Mom! What should I do?", the young 17-year-old teen, Seo-yeon called for her mother to help her. "What happened? Why are you calling me? Seo-yeon, my child, why are you crying?", Her mother approached her. "Mom... I.. I.. killed her.. there was blood everywhere.. Mom, he was there too. Now, what should I do? I.. I... couldn't stop myself.. I drank her blood, mom.Now what should I do?! H-help me, mom, please."The young teen was in blot out of blue and scared. She could have n

The dark witches dragged Joan to a room and when they opened the door Hazel was inside waiting for them. They held Joan in place as she tried to free herself from their tight grip but it was useless. They were stronger than her. Hazel didn't talk to her but went to start chanting a spell. The spell weakened Joan's entire body like Alice's till she couldn't move at all. She could only stare at Hazel with wide eyes. What sought of dark magic was this! Joan thought in her mind as she tried to move her legs and hand but couldn't. The two dark witches left the room leaving her alone with qHazel who was deranged…

I was imprisoned in a magically enchanted cell, unable to leave even without the spell. I struggled to move before collapsing back onto the cold concrete floor. As if it had never been cleaned, the floor was covered in a fine layer of dirt and dust. The thick wood door was bolted shut with several locks. "Don't worry, you and your child will be dead by tonight. "You're no longer a threat to us," Harry said as silent tears streamed down my cheeks. "Shouldn't you take the fact that I didn't hurt you as proof that I'm not evil? I crashed into a tree in an attempt to contain the dark energy!" I screamed at him. "I didn't choose to be in the dark."

Somehow he's already read a fifth into the inch-thick book. "Dark Magic is a category of magic involved in what most individuals would observe as questionable. This indicates magic that can include mind manipulation, reading hearts, alchemical metamorphosis, and vortex transgress. However, Dark Magic is not by nature evil, and only by the appearance it gives does it have this name. Mind manipulation is utilized in certain majestic psychotherapy. Alchemical metamorphosis is utilized in acquiring rare earth metals such as cobalt, gold, iridium, and holmium. It is only the connotation that causes this magic to appear questionable."

"Of course. You must be careful. They must be looking for the Grail of Immortality and Youth that disappeared a long time ago and I don't think they've ever performed a ritual with it. While they only have the chalice of flames." The chalice of Immortality, that's what was kept in the secret room. Chaz was right, those mystical grails were indeed the most sacred objects for the black magic world. Elgar and Kathleen began to prepare everything before heading to the witches' hideout. Kathleen is very good at making potions, and I didn't expect her to find such a deadly poison. I guess they really wanted to use their abilities to do good. "Do you trust them now?" I asked Alden as the two of the

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 doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

she said softly. Then she raised her hands, casting spells and darkness. It struck the ancient shadow warriors first. I watched in horror as cracks appeared in their forms, light bleeding from within them. One by one, they collapsed—dissolving into dust before they hit the ground. A loud scream tore through the pack bond. Before we could recover, the witch screamed words that bent the air and split the earth even further. Something climbed out. It looked like a wolf, but it wasn’t. It was something worse. A nightmare from hundreds of centuries ago—an enemy our kind had nearly been erased by.