Naruto Dark Magic Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But holy shit I love the way it makes my skin crawl. “Gunner” I growled lowly. He glared at me and stopped marching. “Why are you so weak? Why can’t you hate me?” he yelled. His anger flew over me like a wave of icy water. “I am not weak” I growled back. His lips curled back, and he snarled. The black whisps of smoke slithered from the tips of his fingers and began to crawl up his arms. I let go of my hold on the darkness and let it flow through me. Just like Gunner, it curled up around my arms. Kissing my skin with sharp icy sparks of electricity. I felt my body lift off the ground as the dark magic filled my chest.

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.

“Yet you stand before wolves without fear.” “I’m terrified, “I admitted. “But I’m not leaving him. That seemed to settle something. The wound resists regeneration, she explained. Dark magic bound with silver. His body is fighting it, but it will take time and strength. “How much time?” I asked. She didn’t answer. I sank beside Kael, pressing my forehead against the edge of the stone. This is all my fault,” I said hoarsely. I hadn’t been stubborn. If I hadn’t gone into the forest chasing answers.

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.

"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-"

Watching Aveline struggle and gasp and whimper in pain that I couldn't fix, couldn't fight, couldn't even properly see. Finally Raven pulled back, sweating and pale, her hands trembling slightly, a bit swollen red. "It's attached too deeply," she said, defeat clear in her voice. "Woven into her consciousness at a level I can't safely reach without potentially causing permanent brain damage. This is incredibly advanced dark magic, centuries old at minimum, refined and perfected over generations. Whoever designed this knew exactly what they were doing." "Morgana," I said flatly.