Lotr Necromancer Novels & Stories

I love it. “The reason you are so sought after is because of your ability to practice necromancy magic, dark magic. Necromancy comes from the idea that with death, energy is no depleted nor restored but can be weak enough to be manipulated. After death, supernatural creatures are placed into limbo for judgment. This is your shot to reach in and pull them out. There is nothing to it.” I explained to her, trying my hardest not to smirk else she would think something was up.

, as he said that Nara grunted trying to get him but couldn't, the necromancer laughed standing up straight and moving around. "I will have him witch and I don't need you and your other witches to make things slow for me, so I had to do my thinking and make a way for you guys to remain in New Orleans while I go on my little adventure to the Phoenix pack", the necromancer stated thinking of how everything will be once he gets his hands on that type of power, "I will be the greatest ", he said proudly, growling and laughing.

Rian whispered. I go on to talk about what the rogues had told Juniper and Euan when they were cornered about Beatrix having survived the Dark War. “That isn’t possible.” He whispers, shocked. “Necromancy,” I say. “No, there were no necromancers in Khisfire after my parents executed Ganon. He was Beatrix’s counterpart in the whole uprising.” “Could he have taught his gift to someone else?” I ask. “I don’t know, we haven’t had any information of a necromancer in our midst. The spell casters that were banished to the Rogue Lands aren’t dark spell casters.”

He injected me and then here he was planning to take my powers; that only meant that healing my babies was going to be impossible. "It's time to have those powers, my friend is on her way here Vandeer Blight, the best necromancer", All the remaining color drained from my face when l heard the name. This wasn't a witch but a necromancer. He chose a necromancer over his family.

Whenever the former emperor saw him, he always had a look of displease on his face; it was as if he saw Marcus as a nuisance. At first, when he was younger, he longed for the former emperor's approval. Hence, he tried his best on everything. Hoping that one day, the former emperor would be proud of him. Unfortunately, all of those were only his wishful thinking. As Marcus was too different from the former emperor and exceeded on everything especially in magic, he realized that he was often compared to the former emperor. It became worse when it was disclosed how his mana was too immense and his potential was too high. That in a few years time, he could become the youngest archmage in history

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.

Galadriel could not wait any longer and shouted at Lucian angrily "Stop acting like you're the victim. Your crimes cannot be denied. Did you Forget everything you did to her of your own free will." “Yes, I know that.” He said with a feeling of despair and disappointment that took over his features, before he looked at his friend again, and anger took over him, and he said with confident eyes that Galadriel had never seen before. “But still, they manipulated me, they cheated on me, and I will never accept losing her again.” In the middle of the dark forest... The mysterious person who was wearing his cloak over his head stood at the side of the river, placing his hand on the ground, sensing t

"You have the floor." Marcus stood, buttoning his jacket out of old habit, and for a moment Cassie almost the man who used to charm entire rooms without trying. "Everything my brother has presented here," Marcus said, "is the result of a campaign to destroy me. I made mistakes and I'm not going to stand here and pretend otherwise. But every single piece of this has been assembled by people with a vested interest in seeing me removed, my brother, his wife, a woman who's made no secret of wanting revenge against me… This isn't evidence, this is a coordinated attack."

Everything inside me goes cold all over again, the flicker of hope that had been there extinguished. I stare at him, dully, knowing it is not Lucas. But it is Lucas. Lucas’s memories, Lucas’s voice, his face, his hands. He begins to walk away from me, as if disgusted, and despite the shock to my system, my eyes catch some thing from the corner of them. The necromancer is standing on the balcony, holding a black spear which is both thick and heavy. His eyes are gleaming as he looks at Lucas’s back. And then he throws it with a speed that is terrifying.

He turned to the rest of the warriors, some of them had already hoisted the body of their fellow warriors and were taking them away for their burial rites. Damon addressed them. “There is a sorcerer in our pack! One who dared and had fearlessly infiltrated the Dark Moon pack with plans of her own, she has killed three of our warriors today and is capable of much more. I want her found at all costs, you will do an intense house-to-house search of the town and find her! I do not care if you bring her dead or alive but no sorcerer should have the audacity to live amongst us! Do you understand?” His thunderous tone asked.