Hogwarts Legacy Ominis Gaunt Novels & Stories

"Rayden Kalesvara, I know you can hear me! Come out, you coward! Face me like a man!" Gavin Bramasta's once-immaculate clothes were now tattered and stained, his well-groomed hair was a chaotic mess, and his eyes burned red like the embers of hell. He was no longer the proud, genius heir of the Bramasta family. He was a ghost returned from the grave, a wild beast that had lost everything and now had only one thing left: hatred.

“Let’s speak inside. Away from wandering ears.” Inside the war room, the fire had been stoked again, its flames hungrily licking up the narrow chimney. Tessa, Dorian, Rylan, Kira, Galen and Alpha Ashmoon gathered around the central table. The maps had been pushed aside for now, replaced with reports - most of them splattered in blood. “I saw one of the beasts up close,” Galen said, arms crossed. “Metal laced through its bones. Eyes like rot made flesh. And magic - oily, thick. Not natural.”

“Don't look him in the eye, if you do, you're willingly signing a death sentence” I could hear the whispers of persons around. Gina and I were next in line to be checked through the list. Like I said, Club Erebus, due to the shady business that went on within it's walls, they made sure to properly scrutinize and check for moles who'd guise at times to be Made men of families. “Your reputation precedes you Fabri” Gina muttered beneath her breath, but loud enough to my hearing. “Oh please, it old news” I chuckled.

For those in charge of maintaining the beauty of the garden, servants, and also the cleaners, the ghouls took on the task because it seemed easy. The person standing on the front fence is Marcis Osya, one of the noble class vampires who has now become Damien's shadow army. They all look like normal humans, thanks to Ginny's visual manipulation abilities. Damien continued to walk until he arrived at the inside of the mansion's main building, where Ginny had just sat back in her chair with the notebook she had placed on the table in front of her. After entering the mansion's main building, Eve couldn't help herself. The girl was amazed at all kinds of jewelry on display there.

Not moonlit. Black. And from within it..... Howls answered. Not wolves we knew. Not future harvesters. Something older. Something that had been waiting beyond the loop. Zara squeezed my hand tightly. “Kai,” she whispered. The howls grew louder. The Moon Goddess did not look relieved. He looked grim. “You have ended the cycle,” he said. “And awakened what was hunting it.” The first creature stepped through the black portal. Its eyes locked on us. And it smiled, a blood curling smile.