Natsu Death Magic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He smirked, and his eyes moved towards me. “You most definitely can. My name is Alpha Draven Douglas. You may know my mate, Sage. I’m here to collect what’s owed to her,” he replied. I heard her gasp, and her tone totally changed. “Sage? I’m sorry, but my niece died a long time ago. What kind of game are you playing?” she asked. Apparently, she forgot that she spoke to him about me not even a month ago. Enough was enough, let’s get this over with.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

I’m so overwhelmed- Syl, Asher, Yaya. “She killed someone close to you?” I lift my head up, blinking away my tears and nodding as Brickland takes a seat next to me on the grass. “Who?” he asks, tilting his head in my direction. I really don’t feel like having this conversation again. “My mate. Nathan. She attackedAsher but Nathan pushed him out of the way at the last moment. Her magic killed him.” I feel my throat constricting as I talk. It’s like breathing fire.

Then relief took its place. “I’ll be back soon,” he said softly. I watched him leave. Then I answered the call waiting on my own screen. “All right,” I said. “Ten minutes.” By the time I reached the mountain road, Tessa and the witch were already there. The night wind cut through my coat. the burned frame of the car stood off the road where they had dragged it earlier, blackened and broken. The witch held out the vial. “Once you drink this, the mate bond will tear before it breaks. It won’t be clean.”

Natalia POV Racing from the bathroom with my hand covering my neck I swing the pink wooden door to the room open and rush through it. Adelle is waiting for me on the other side of the door with a pleasant look on her face that drops instantly when she sees the shock spread across my face. "My mark!" I exclaim loudly. "My mate's mark is gone." Adelle cocks her head to the side and stares at me for a moment, as if to judge whether I can handle the truth or not. "Magic from other realms does not work here," she says simply.

I run towards him screaming, "Noooo…." Matteo tries to get him back, but the dragon's leg pushes him hard, and he falls violently on the glass balcony door. He falls covered in blood. My father was screaming to leave him, but nothing happened. He struggled to free himself but to no avail. Luckily to no avail because if he succeeded, he would fall into the void. And there, his death would be inevitable. "Give my father back." I scream again. By the time I got there, the dragon had moved away from the balcony.

“You charmed him with your witch's magic, huh? Cause how would he ever leave me and go for you?” I rolled my eyes. “Oh, shut up you ugly bitch and let’s dance already.” I rolled my sleeves, my biceps pumping out. Natalie shrugged. “Since you’re so desperate to die, why not grant you your desire? Well, after I make you suffer.” And then she vanished. The spot she once stood is now empty. I didn’t move. I didn’t flinch. I just stood there as the wind carried sound.

I could hardly remember some of them, some had been fulfilled already but I could hardly care about the others. Since nobody was waiting for me, I made my way to the fountain of tears, I took a box of matches and lit the candles surrounding the dull green structure that resembled a fountain of water. That was the exact place Nati had died on the battlefield, and Natalí cried herself to death. Her cries created a fountain of tears which only awakened with the touch of her chosen queen. It lies asleep because I hardly touch it or use the tears directly from its source. I only use the ones at the main temple to heal but now, I have almost exhausted all of those.

“Her magic is too drained. You need to let go.” A chilling silence settles over me. I look at Nova’s pale face. I look at Nate’s lifeless body. He’s gone. She can’t be next. The universe doesn’t get to take them both.

she says confidently. “How are you so sure?” Chris wonders aloud. “Because Mei would not exist if he was.” “I don’t follow,” he says confused. “When a God dies, all their power dies with them, meaning everything they ever created; everything their magic touched, reverts to its original state. Basically, if Oshmin was dead all nagata would cease to exist.” Chris gulps and Axel howls as a shudder rocks through me. The thought that my very existence is held in someone else’s hands is terrifying, mostly because it’s something I experienced for most of my life, and I don’t like feeling that way.