Legacies Necromancer Actor Novels & Stories

“Everything doesn’t seem right,” Jasper muttered to himself. He was sitting on the floor of a small room in what had once been his home—a single room with no windows or furniture but for a bed and table that he'd found in the basement. The place smelled like mold and mildew, though it hadn't always. It smelled like life, until everything went wrong. He was cold and angry; the only happiness he could think of was that of Lyra’s.

A man with a grey overcoat, well combed black hair and light blue eyes as transparent as they were penetrating stared at her, followed by three other men, all wearing black overcoats and who stopped the moment he stopped. -You? The sound was in unison, disbelieving and surprised. -If you want to stay alive, you'd better come with us,- said the man who was Matteo, the Supreme Guardian of Palaces, and who had long wanted to interrogate this woman. -With so much that you give me news of my son - she begged. Her name was Lucia. Her legacy was matriarch of the dragon shaman clan, and her baby, was probably male and his name was Marcus, a sixty-year-old vampire.

With the others looking on in horror. "Sorry about that guys, now where were we? Ah haa...I remember now, we were just about to talk on the offense of the very distinguished Liam Ford, Linda will you please do us the honour of spelling out his crimes." I said whilst analysing the frightened man who is soaked in his own sweat.

Rex asked, since finding out Deacon had what he needed to unlock information about Madame Al’ik he was stumped, he knew Deacon always sought one thing, more power, but he was not willing to give him anymore, “You said the other piece is impossible, like how impossible are we talking?” “The other branch I was talking about was held by a necromancer called Telagus, he lived almost 1000 years ago, and all stories point to him possessing a weapon that made his creations unbelievably powerful, that points to two explanations, Killcross branch or demonic assistance, the impossible part to the story is, he was buried with his weapon by his followers, no one knows where he was buried though” Rowina

I grinned and turned to look at Veronica who was looking very confused. "Why are you two looking at each other like that?" She asked."We were discussing" I said and her frown deepened. "In your minds?" She pressed further. "That's right" "Okay, what did you two come up with then?" "We have a necromancer" I said and she narrowed her eyes. "It's very rare to find a real necromancer. Do I know the person? Who is it?" she asked.I gave her a smug look. "Me"

“What the hell has gotten into you, Ethan? Ever since that murderer showed up here, you've been acting coldly towards your family. It's not fair in any way….” “Well, all of you should go to hell. Marga is the reason why I cheated on Lexi. She is the reason why I left Lexi.” I cut him off. “Are you being real right now? Lexi is a murderer. She killed her mother. How dare you choose a murderer over your own daughter, your flesh and blood, Ethan?” “If you called me just to scold me, Adrian, I'm afraid I'll have to hang up on you.” It wasn't just an ordinary threat and he knows that I wasn't bluffing.

Nathan quickly interjected with tangible vexation at the sound of my father's choice of words, earning himself a scowl from him. "You shut up," He swiftly bit back at him with a pointed look, making him bristle as he peered between the two of us, but thankfully didn't continue arguing. Blowing out a tired sigh, my father lowered himself into a crouching position so that he could be at the same eye-level with me, resting his elbows over his knees as he started to explain, "Carina, we're...You, and me and your sister, we're not humans either. We share an ancient bloodline, the shaman bloodline. Our veins are filled with magic,"

With many responsibilities, Ima set up her headquarters in a modern building at Lloyds House in Long Acres under a trade name of Ima Logistics Limited. It had been three years since a mysterious man was buried. He had come with a bundle of history and propositions to the young entrepreneur. The police revealed the man came from the Copperbelt Province with no living relative in Lusaka apart from a widow who also lived in the copper rich province. He was a messenger of good tidings. His message was twofold, to introduce and provoke. He did the first part successfully and was scheduled for the last part before he met his premature death.

It looked to Leesa like he was remembering something. “When I was a much younger man,” he said finally, “and far more energetic than I am now, I took a long trip to Eastern Europe in search of vampire lore. During my journey, I heard repeated stories of someone—or something—called the Necromancer. It’s a common term, used in many tales and legends about a person who can control the dead, but the stories I heard seemed to refer to a particular being. People spoke of grandparents or great-grandparents who had lived through a scourge of walking dead. Since my main interest was vampires, I didn’t pay too much attention to these tales, but I still remember having the feeling there might be some g

The Death Legion's Heiress • Yvan Drei Valencia, 41. Youngest son of Augustus Luciano Valencia. Younger brother of Nix, childhood friend of Archaios and Knythe. Member of the legion, head of the Sector 2, Final Disposition. Becomes the Chairman of the Legion. • Augustus Luciano Valencia, 76. Code Name: Thanatos. Manslayer 001, founder of the Death Legion. Vyel's mentor and considered as her guardian. • Gideon Azvameth, 45. Chairman of the Death's Legion. Crimson's past lover.