Mage Slayer Novels & Stories

"Does it? Or does it just begin?" He attacks. The battle is fierce. Malachai is powerful, ancient, cunning. He fights with dark magic and dirty tricks. But I have the Sun Blade. I have Kael. I have the wolves of Silvermoon behind me. I drive the blade through Malachai's heart. He falls, his body dissolving into shadow. "It is done," I say. But his laughter echoes in my mind. You think you have won? I have been planning this for centuries. You have only delayed the inevitable.

They have just returned from the other world to recieve the blessings of the druids before they begin their good good work’ Immediately, the castle door swung open and the crusaders came in. The first of them was Slaemann who in every inch looked the leader of the crusaders. Despite his handsome features and luscious smile, he was a very deadly man when it came to things like wars. In fact, it was him who brought honor to Aberdeen many years ago when he was eighteen by defeating a whole army. He was a vampire, a wolf, and an expert at handling the sword. His confident gait also said that. Thirteen rock-faced men watched belligerently from his back with their swords at the ready.

“Your father believes it was rogues. I believe it was something else.” I stood up. My legs were stiff from sitting so long. “What do you mean?” “Did you see the silver light, boy?” “Everyone saw it.” The memory hurt. Sera kneeling there, her power pouring out of her like a broken dam. Her eyes had been pure silver. Not the primal wolf-gold she used to have, not human. Something ancient, terrifying, and beautiful. Too weak. I had called her too weak. The Moon Goddess must be laughing.

Lucy yelled. “Are you serious? You’re always in remediation for training.” “That’s why it will be hilarious when I kick your ass. Don’t forget, I have warrior blood.” “You also have homo blood.” “What did you just say?” Lucy's skin flushed bright red as she planted her feet into a fighting stance, her hands clenched into fists. “You heard me.”

Warning! This chapter contains some scenes that some of the readers might not like. THIRD PERSON'S POV:- But her luck was not really by her side that day. He caught her before she could reach the door and slapped her hard on her face. She fell on the ground with a loud thud. She felt something wet flowing out from her mouth. She touched the corner of her lips and saw her blood on her fingers. Her vision got blurry and the world around her started spinning like she was in a spinner.

“The Black Spring I am not the holder of it anymore.” Slayer, “Huh? Liar, you just hide it somewhere. Retrieving that weapon and your head, we might ascend our rank, and be a high ranker and have our own official name too.” Slicer, “I want to fight her, head to head. But too bad, to her current state your underlings is enough to finish her.” Gunslinger, “.........” Slayer, “You heard him. Finish her off!”

Then, with a final look, the seer placed the serpent scale in Mia’s hand. Mia snapped back to the present. The sounds of battle crashed all around her—shouting, snarls, the sharp smell of blood thick in the air. She saw a Shadowfen warrior lunging straight at Dalian. But her mind wasn’t just on the fight. The seer’s words hit her all over again, suddenly making perfect sense. Hair of twins. Serpent scale. Place them where the stone was activated.

The sheer magnitude of his protectiveness was suffocating, a constant reminder of a bond I hadn't asked for and a past I couldn't escape. "We need weapons," I said, intentionally diverting the focus to tactical survival. "If Morgath’s creatures are made of shadow, standard surgical steel isn't going to cut it." Elena walked over to a heavy iron chest in the corner of the room, with her keys clicking softly in the lock. "Standard steel won't, but silver-infused iron will. Morgath’s thralls are bound by blood-magic. Disruption requires a catalyst." She pulled out a long, leather-wrapped bundle and laid it on the table.

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

Different patterns and sculpture were designed upon the balconies beautifully. "Enough drooling for now. We should get in, shouldn't we?" Irun mocked me and I rolled my eyes at her. The whole walk here she annoyed me with her stupid questions and accusations of me trying to invade their Kingdom despite Roe reminding her what Mydia had said, repeatedly. Apparently, Mydia was an Elf female who could see future sometimes, in glimpses, like the high priest.