Naruto Dark Magic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

His dark magic is twisting against him, fueled by his own rage and despair. A cruel smile spreads across my face as I imagine Ryker's torment. Tonight, he'll be the one suffering, his dark magic twisting against him like a knife. And as Jasmine's body arches beneath mine, her cries of pleasure music to my ears, I know that Ryker's agony has only just begun.

It is said that in these two moves under the face of Sasuke are rivals. Naruto, the son of the fourth generation of Nolan Magic Academy, the body has all the energy of the king of the demonic beasts Nine Tails, whenever he is emotional or life-threatening, he will unleash part of the energy of the Nine Tails. And these forces are the fourth generation of all their own power to force the seal in Naruto body, so Naruto does not have the dominant right to this energy. Sometimes he even went crazy and hurt people.

She tried to wriggle free from his grip, but his hold on her was too strong. Helplessly, she resorted to the only method she knew: dark magic. She whispered some words and tried to knock Jonathan back with an invisible force, but she was too weak to pull it off, and it only made him stagger backward. His eyes shot upward to meet hers. “Dark magic,” Jonathan hissed, hatred settling over him in a powerful wave. He despised the mere thought of it, and to see Blair using it was a blow he didn’t recover from quickly. He tried to communicate with Aeros through their mind link, hoping to update him and ask for help, but something was blocking him.

He nodded softly. “Then you must know who sent them,” I added. He sighed, taking a deep breath. “Unfortunately, I don't. I tried too hard to get something but my vision was blurred by some dark energy.” “Do you feel it's–” “A Noble? Yes. They are the only ones capable of such use and manipulation of dark magic.” “This means that things are beginning to happen faster than we expected,” Ralph said. As much as I don't like the Sunday of this discussion, I kind of feel they are making a point here.

Tears streamed down my face as I saw a man holding my hand as I whimpered in a dark place. “What is happening to me?” I cried, closing my eyes as I saw myself being whipped by someone. “Enough!” Enzo’s voice came as the soft whispering voices overlapped each other while it took me to another place where I seemed happy. “Will I find my mate?” I asked the woman leading me into what seemed like a road. She looked up at the sky as I glanced at the moon. It started turning red before it went dark. “Wait! Wait! What about my mate?” I asked them before I felt like a pull.

"Some wolves would see it as unnatural, even if it's part of your heritage." "So you'd rather hide what I am and pretend the mate bonds don't exist?" I asked. "It would be safer," Ronan said. "For who? For me, or for you two?" Neither of them answered, which was answer enough. I stood up, my anger giving me strength. "Third question and this is the big one. Last night, Ronan, I saw you use dark magic. Magic that terrified me. Magic that made you look like a monster." Ronan's face went pale. "Maya, I can explain-"

We pulled back, and right before my eyes, she disappeared. I looked at Morgana, who looked at me before turning to lead the way. Just then, someone grabbed my arm, and when I turned, I found my father glaring at me. Suddenly, I found myself in another place with the skies red and my surroundings in chaos. I looked at my father again, and this time, he had black beady eyes. “Let me go.” I screamed. “What are you saying, Dora? The pack is under your protection and powers. You can never leave.”

The force pinning him doubled, and he felt something in his back crack, ready to crush him completely. “Centuries of nurturing my dark magic… do you really think you and your pathetic friends can stop it?” Zoraya grinned, her voice low and full of malice. “I’m telling you this so you understand: no matter what you do… I will get what I want.” Her smile widened. “The world will be mine. Aldric and I—we will rule it all.” “Keep… dreaming,” Lucian growled, baring his teeth despite the searing pain racking his body.

I said, and he went quiet, then gave a light sigh. From the look on his face, I already knew it was probably going to be impossible, but still I wanted to hear his reply. "I'm sorry. That… it might not be possible. It won't be." He said, and I raised my brows. "Why?" "It's tapping into dark magic. It's like taking a step into it. The things I would need to do to find her are considered dark, and if there's one thing about dark magic, it's the fact that you can never return. Once you step in, you can't step out. It consumes you, calls for you, and before you know what's going on, you rely on it to solve your every problem, and it corrupts your soul.

Something intrigues him and he decided to make her his. That day, she lost her every hope, he got his all reasons to live. She lost her light, he got his sunshine. And he came into her life like an angel, that what she thinks and pulled her out of her darkness to another world, to another world of danger and guns. What will happen when the king of darkness falls for the soul of light.?? What will happen, when she gave her heart to the man of the mafia world unaware of his true identity.??? How their love will survive in the world of darkness with some truths which are going to turn their lives ups and downs.