Naruto Dark Magic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I never gave up, Luna. Not for a single moment. You were my light, my reason to keep fighting.” I leaned into his touch, comforted by his presence but still tormented by the feelings bubbling inside me. He took a deep breath, steeling himself. “They tried everything to break me—magic, torture, psychological warfare. And at times, I felt something dark trying to take over, to corrupt me. But I fought it, I fought it every moment because I knew if I let it consume me, I’d never make it back to you.” I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. “Dark magic?” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Do you think it’s still inside you?”

I forgot his eyes held some of his power. I fell for it, giving him access to my mind. I felt a kind of blankness come over me. "Tell me what's wrong?" He asked me again. Only this time I wanted to answer. I know he will help. He'll make me feel better. "It's my twin, the dark magic buried inside him is starting to seep out of its barrier. If it breaks he'll be consumed by it. He won't tell any of us about it either. He won't ask for help. I have to keep him from getting too upset so that the barrier doesn't finish breaking. I need to find a way to fix it, but I have no idea how. Magic is all too new to me to do much of anything. I'm worried. I'm scared." I admitted freely and a couple tears

I watched in helpless silence as a soft glow surrounded her hands, but when she pulled them away, the glow faded, and her face was grim. “It’s not natural,” she said softly. “There’s something inside him, something dark. I can’t identify it yet, but it’s draining him.” My heart sank. “What do you mean, something dark? Magic?” She nodded. “Yes, dark magic. It’s subtle, but it’s been in him for a while. It’s been feeding on his strength.” “How long does he have?” I asked, my throat tightening. The healer hesitated before answering. “If we don’t remove it soon... days, maybe a week.”

Nimue turns to me, her face stern as she looks at me over. “This must be a short term until we can move it, I am serious Denu. Your magic is strong and dark. If this thing gets accustomed to your magic you will be in danger” She uses her hand to tilt my face so she can look at my eyes properly. “Your power is almost at full strength, I imagine once you mate your eyes will be pure white. Absolutely beautiful”

“I had it all… I had… everything.” Her eyes flicked to the vortex of dark energy that she had summoned, and a look of realization crossed her face. “No… I won’t let it end like this.” With a final, desperate effort, Natalie reached out to the vortex, her hand trembling as she tried to draw the dark power back to her. But the magic had become unstable, and wild, and it surged toward her with a force that she couldn’t control. “Natalie, stop!” Darius shouted, but it was too late.

Something about wanting to relax in private while Ace finished his late meeting with the council. Perfect. Isolated. Vulnerable. I would serve her the soup, wait for her to finish, then linger until she decided to leave the room. The main staircase was long and steep, marble steps that would crack her skull open like an egg if she fell the wrong way. And once she was broken and bleeding at the bottom, once her precious mate bond was screaming through the pack house, I would finish what I'd started. Dark magic flowed through my fingertips, ensuring that neither she nor that parasite she carried would ever draw another breath.

Every time we thought we had a moment to recover, another blast of dark magic would come, each more powerful than the last. We lunged at him, closing the distance with a burst of speed, but he was faster. His form flickered and shifted, appearing and disappearing like a phantom. His movements were erratic, fueled by the dark energy that pulsed through him, and no matter how hard we tried to land a blow, he was always one step ahead. The pain in our body was growing unbearable. The tendrils of dark magic that had grazed us earlier were still there, burrowing deeper into our flesh, threatening to tear us apart from within. Our connection as mates, as the Lunar Nexus, was strong, but even we ha

“Don’t waste tears on me. I’m not worth it.” She leaned her head against his chest, and he closed his eyes, holding her tightly. She didn’t know how long they stayed like that, tangled in silence. Finally, she pulled away slightly, her lips moving in a chant. She reached for him, her lips brushing his as she drew a knife from his heart Her chanting grew louder, filling the space. A box lay on the floor between them. Hunter collapsed onto the ground, arms outstretched, head thrown back. Dark magic poured out of him, drawn into the blade as she plunged it into the box. The magic followed, swirling and trapped. She slammed the lid shut, chanting again until it locked with a final, resonant clic

Desperation surged within me, but before he could deliver the final blow, a piercing scream resonated through the chamber. Rona, consumed by a maelstrom of anger, fear, and pain, had unleashed her dark magic in a torrent of uncontrolled power. What she most feared had happened. Seeing just how dangerous her dark magic was when partly forming up into her and combining with her natural witch magic, I wondered just how dangerous it would be if Azrael were to fully engulf his wolf Alpha powers with his magic blood. Energy crackled in the air, tendrils of darkness snaking toward Azrael. The room trembled under the weight of her unleashed fury.

I thought he had not even heard me so I decided to open my mouth again but he added, “The pages of the book have worn out a little. But as I predicted the dark witch wanted to have a way to get to the altar. So yes, it might work.” Hope filled my heart when he said that but Jasper’s fingers closed around mine. “But you have to know that this is dark magic…corrupted and vile. The shadows would trick you, they would make you see things, and experience pain and sorrow at the extreme. They would test your resolve. And it might….”