Magic Deepwoken Novels & Stories

Sweat began to settle on his forehead, so he took out a tissue to dab it off. "Who are you really?" Aiden's voice was firm, demanding an answer. The old man hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting around nervously. Then,he sighed his face morphing into a smile " I am Cryptess. The goddess of Darkweb" However, Aiden was smart; he could see the effects he had on this old man, which only fueled his suspicion. When he raised his hand to touch the old man, he suddenly jumped off the seat to his feet.

**** “Congratulations daughter of dragons, may you be happy your life long and rule with a fair and just hand. Beware for you have enemies waiting to strike and take advantage of your weaknesses. Be strong and follow your convictions. I will be watching, always.” **** I wake from a strange dream, not quite able to remember the voice or what it said, but it feels important. The room is dark, and I am momentarily disoriented, but then I remember that I am back home and notice the weight on me. Drake is sleeping soundly behind me with his arm draped over my waist. This is only the third time I have been able to sleep in the comfort of his arms and wake up to him. I hate to leave his warmth, but

My eyes widened hearing this, and I heard a gasp from the werewolf warrior, who was standing by my side. “So now what? There might be something we can do right?” I asked Dad, my magic hummed again, making me shiver. “I don’t know if it's good news or bad, but this pit is largely depleted, drained of its dark energy. Yet, the lingering prickles of magic suggested that the ritual was not complete. I can smell the rotting odor, it’s very feeble, but still, I can smell it. These hellhounds did too, that’s why they brought us here. We just need to find the source, the corpse, and burn it to sever the connection to Morax's dark magic.” He answered.

, Jade replied. With a nod from Deucalion, Jade rose from her seat and moved to the center of the room. She began to chant incantations in a language long forgotten by most, her hands tracing intricate symbols in the air. The dark magic she had harnessed surged around her, forming an ominous aura. "What is this?", Argon said to Hyperion. "It is dark magic, but even I have never felt magic so thick with malice", Hyperion replied. As Jade begun continued her chant, human like beings begun to crawl out from the ground as the earth shook. Deucalion and Argon looked out through the window and saw a swarm of warriors.

But it was enough to make the engraved dagger, lying on a ragged rock, glimmer menacingly. "I know the words..." Blake whispered. "He speaks to me. Good job, too. I ain't book smart, and I don't know these strange languages. But I hope you all have strong stomachs. This ritual is gruesome, but," he gave a cold smile, his eyes glowing as if embers burned behind them. "It'll be enjoyable. Just to stab the Captain in the back will be worth the blood."

He walked slowly toward the planetary drill, his footsteps echoing like the ticking of a doomsday clock. "You think you've won?" Malakor screamed, realizing his fleet was doomed. He slammed his fist onto the drill's control console. "The drill has reached the mantle! The Genesis Seed is waking up! You can't stop the countdown!" A massive, earth-shattering roar echoed from deep beneath the ground. It wasn't the sound of a machine; it was the sound of something ancient, something massive, waking up from a billion-year slumber. The ground cracked, glowing with a sickly, corrupted red light.

The air in this deep pocket of the cave was entirely stale… thick with the smell of old moss and the Sigen's rotten magic, but I pulled it deep into my lungs anyway. I held it there, right in the center of my chest, refining the oxygen, filtering it through the renewed celestial spark inside my core. The technique came naturally now, instinctive, as if Daekan's power had always been a part of me, waiting to be discovered. A sudden, massive jolt of electricity shot through my limbs. The fatigue vanished like morning mist under sunlight. My vision cleared up completely, the green glow of the cave turning sharp and precise. I felt entirely refreshed, energized, like I'd just woken up from a wee

a localized sinkhole created by the sudden release of ancient energy. The guards' rifles fired, but the shots went wide as the earth tilted at a forty-five-degree angle. The Director was thrown backward, his expensive scanner shattering against a jagged outcrop of crystal. The Soul-Echo The price for tapping into the Void was immediate and brutal. Elara felt the "Dead Magic" rush into her body like freezing water. It didn't see her as a healer; it saw her as a vessel. Her hair turned as white as the salt around her, and her skin cracked, glowing with a pale, ghostly light.

Mysterious said to himself. " Acras medera " Mysterious chanted and a strong force lifted the horned beast and it hit's them of, Mysterious channelled the powers of the sun into him and his eyes were deeply red, It was like it was burning and huge wings sprouted out of mysterious back while the Mark of Armageddon glowed.

Draven, his eyes burning with hatred, charged at them, his hands crackling with dark energy. As Draven lunged at them, his eyes burning with fury, Ethan braced himself, feeling the raw power of the bond between him and Lena surging within him. Just as Draven’s dark energy was about to collide with them, a deafening crack echoed through the chamber. Just as Draven's dull energy was around to collide with them, a stunning split resounded through the chamber. The earth underneath them gave way wide open, uncovering a bottomless void, whirling with shadows and malicious energy.