Harry Potter The Dark Wizard Novels & Stories

, she said looking at him with a different kind of emotion in her eyes which Samrat is failed to read for the first time. She is saying thank you for being on her side when she has no one around and sorry for not having the potential in her to love him back. Even she wants to give him a chance but she can't. She is not that matured to forgive him . The things he did to gain her are forgivable. Now also she can't predict that how moch extent he can go for her . The love which is turned out to be very dark for both of them . "HIS DARK LOVE ".

His hands, weathered and marked by the passage of time, hovered above her, radiating a gentle aura of energy. The wizard closed his eyes, delving into the depths of his knowledge, tapping into the wellspring of his magical prowess. He reached out with his mind, seeking the threads of Lucy's essence, searching for the source of the darkness that had ensnared her. His focus was unyielding, his concentration unbreakable, as he delved deeper into the mysteries of her being.

Her snake beside her hissed at the good-for-nothing. “Hilarious.” The once immature, emotional Princess tilted her head with a cold smile. “I want to make it messier this time.” He flinched but shut his eyes. She raised her hand to torture him when the commotion got her attention. She felt a wave of energy spread like a ripple in still water. The Dark Wizards' barrier was broken. She glared at the trembling wizard.

Lord Yong asked. “Yes. A group of black magicians cast a powerful spell on him. They cast a deadly spell on him. The Dark Lord is a powerful wizard so it was not possible for them to kill him with their powers. So, they cast a spell of leprosy on him, as it was done through dark arts it was impossible to cure it.” He continued to narrate the whole mishap happened with his master.

Darkness enveloped the entire area,yet Gavin and Khez's condition remained unchanged as if the darkness had never ended. Khez had no idea that Heark had returned to her after they had split up Heark was just armed with an ax and a flashlight as he approached to the location. The entire place is enveloped in deafening quiet scary and standing feathers. The opponents will attack soon Their expressions are filled with terror since one false action could result in to death. Heark is on his way to his goal he had no idea that he was being followed by the opponents which they also callled 'The Walking Half Man' but it's also known as 'the red eyed dead,'the fact that these are similar to a zombies

I figured I would just sleep on the chair until I knew the rules of this twisted game. I went to the kitchen for a glass of water, my hair pinned up in a messy bun. SLAM. The front door hit the wall with a violence that made me drop my glass. He was back. And even from the kitchen, I could feel the darkness radiating off him. Kiran walked in. He looked different—unstable. His eyes were bloodshot, glowing with a dark intensity that made my skin crawl. He walked straight toward me and, without a word, reached out and pulled the clip from my hair, letting it fall over my shoulders.

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.

The doors close right as she screams. “See?” I say, looking down at Scott. “This is what happens when you cross me.” I’m trying to sound tough, but I know the shock in my eyes is anything but menacing. I have no idea what I did. I had no idea I could even do that. Transfiguration is complicated magic. I spent some time studying it during my university years, but my main focus was on conjuring. The same magic that causes werewolves to shift goes into the basics of transfiguration, and a spell gone wrong can result in serious disfiguration or death.

But now that, was going to change. As blood trickled from my lip, I felt the familiar cold embrace of my darkness. But this time, instead of rejecting it, I welcomed it. As I embraced it, my senses heightened, my eyesight sharpening unnaturally. And as the coldness travelled down my arms, black veins started to appear, the consequenting mark of my dark magic. The girls froze as they saw the transformation, their eyes widening in terror. Good, they should be afraid.

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