Horcruxes Novels & Stories

The Oracle drifted closer, their faceless head tilting as they examined the necrotic black veins pulsing against my pale skin. "She swallowed the grave," the Oracle murmured, the golden light around them dimming, just slightly, as if even they felt sorrow. "The darkness has already threaded itself into her Luna core. I cannot just burn it away… because it would burn her soul too. She has to purge it herself, in the Crucible of Mirrors." "What is that?" Jace demanded, analytical brain already sprinting ahead of the rest of us.

Ashren asked, exchanging a look with Silas. "The thralls," Drax whispered. "They aren't just reanimated corpses. They are cultivated. Darius found the old books. The ones the First Alphas burned." He coughed, a wet, hacking sound that brought up black bile. Silas wiped it away with a grimace. "He is using the Void," Drax continued, his voice dropping to a terrified whisper. "He infects them. He hollows them out. And then he fills them with a hive mind. They don't eat meat, Elara. They eat magic."

And froze. A male crouched by the low, crackling fire—dark hair tousled from the wind, worn leather jacket hugging broad shoulders, horns curved elegant and deadly sharp like polished obsidian. Those red eyes fixed on me with pure, unfiltered venom, glowing faintly in the morning light. Azrael. The incubus.

That didn’t match anything in our curriculum. My fingers ached from flipping pages. I found one obscure reference to something called “ignis vitae” in a banned grimoire excerpt, Fire of Life. It was associated with creatures that could resurrect themselves, burn through curses, and shift magic simply by existing. Dragons. But even that was vague, as if whoever wrote it had been trying not to leave a full account, as if it had been erased.

Asad pockets his Moonsit marble and stares at me like he isn't really worried when he should be. "We've learned about Cruxcrows." He says. "They are like phantoms. Shadows with no definite face and are mostly harmless. They just feed from scaring the shit out of people. Thaloria, whatever we witnessed back there doesn't fit the description of a Cruxcrow. Not with you were panicking so hard. Cruxcrows are completely intangible. Tell us exactly what that thing is." Olyon dusts up a tree trunk a few steps away from us and motions to Zuri and Hellion to come sit.

Evan squeezed harder, making Carmen cough. "Die!" "Do you really want me dead? Don't you want to know where Lyra's head is?" Carmen used the last of her strength to say this. Evan froze for a moment before slowly releasing his grip. After a while, Carmen got up and opened the fridge. There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde.

These gifts would be sent to his house in Seward and he knew Jessica would banish them to his study. “Malachi Sinclair, we will now make two incisions so that you can sign the book of life and death in your blood, as those before you have done,” Nino said. Malachi stood with his arms straight out on either side, his palms turned downwards. Quintin and Bryan stood on either side of him and sliced his wrists open. A small bowl was held under each wrist to catch the droplets of blood before the wounds healed.

her room, and we agreed to meet up later once she took some rest. "It's Bella, right?" Gabriel asked me as we walked towards his room. I just nodded a yes. "Is it short for Isabella?" No, my name is Bellatrix," I answered. "Wow, that's a beautiful name. Your name is from the Latin word meaning Female Warrior." What is this guy, a braniac or walking encyclopedia? I had no clue about the meaning behind my name. I just knew that my grams had named me. "Thanks for the compliment, but honestly, I never took the time to look up the meaning of the name my grams chose for me," I told him shyly. "We're here, I hope this room meets your satisfaction. Give me a shout if there is anything you need," I

She had spent over half of that time trying to create a cure with the help of the Aequivalere. The Aequivalere is an association of supernatural creatures that played referee, making sure that each species more or less behaved themselves and kept their existence hidden from the general human populace. Lily helped them stop the werewolf Xavier Thompson from creating more hybrids like her and all his other dark research and in exchange, she worked from them and they helped her research a cure, though so far they hadn’t gone far in all this time.

Lucia followed Azzura's gaze, and her eyes widened when she saw a group of black-robed creatures standing like they were waiting their turn. "I smell bone," Orlan muttered. His brow furrowed. He looked at all the corpses; no bones sticking out, and their bodies were still neatly covered with flesh and skin. Then why did he smell bone? "Ungrad. They revive spirits with their bones, not just their spirits." Grace explained. "Then we don't need to awaken the demon spirits." Hunter drew the sword slung at his waist. Grace and Hunter will awaken the spirits of royal and warrior vampires who died in this forest if there are undied in Ferin's group.