Novel & Cerita Necromancer Books Series

“I wanted to know that my sister wasn’t gutted like a fish for no reason. I wanted to know that something good could come out of her death. But that is no longer an option.” “You really think a corrupted soul cannot be saved?” He asked, and I shrugged as I placed my cup down on the kitchen island. “Maybe I used the wrong word earlier. Corruption can be fixed. That sweet baby wasn’t corrupted. She was tainted. There is a reason Necromancy is considered dark magic, Uncle. Because once the soul leaves the body, it too starts to decay until it reaches the point where it can leave this realm and survive in the next.” I had read about it before when I was supposed to be playing Luna for Ryan, but

Thank you so much for coming along with me on this adventure. This first book has proven to be extremely difficult. I’m sure you’re wondering if Sierra’s journey will end here, or what Zaiden will discover in Queen Esme’s journal. Well, I won’t keep you waiting too long. I will reveal all this and more in the novels that follow. Order of the Ambersky Pack Series: 1. Wolves & Magic (completed) 2. A Dark Revenge (TBD)

A few days pass after the Donnie incident at school. I don’t remember what happened, but I’m amazed that I stood up to him and fought back. The doctor told me everything that I had done. I was forced to write an apology letter to the school, Donnie and his parents. That wasn’t fun in the slightest. I sit at my desk in my room and open up my notebook. For some reason I’ve been drawing strange sketches recently of a strange creature. I don’t know what it is I’ve just drawn them. They’re quite disturbing. Especially that in my mind the creature murders children and takes their souls. It’s a bit dark…

(Elijah) "As long as she followed our law, why not…also make sure to fully prepared our soldier before you launch an assault on the Principality of light..we need to weaken them…" "Understood sir..". (Elijah) Elijah leave the my office as we done discussing the important matter, for now the plan was going well as I planned. The only threat in Northern Hallerus left was from the King himself, which thanks to my Radio program, it has been quelled for at least a few months, also at the very least Duke Merrica can handle it himself. After 1 week, the attack on Principality of light will be launched. At first I wanted to use the Coalitions of Bandits as the main perpetrator for the attacks, but I

~ KATALEYA ~ “Necromancy is one of the deadliest abilities one can possess. One that no one on this earth should ever have been given access to. It doesn’t just raise the dead. It twists the very basis of reality. It callously tears at the veil between life and death. Those who practice it aren’t just summoning spirits. They, like Mama said, rip the spirits from eternal rest, warping their very essence into something vile and inhumane. The dead do not return as they were, but as hollow, tormented shadows, bound by the twisted will of the necromancer.”

But the moment it touched my skin, it evaporated like smoke in the wind. “Still won’t take it,” he murmured, shaken. “It’s like your magic’s being… redirected.” “Into what?” Azric growled. But no one had an answer. ***************************************** Later, when the chaos settled and Nyra’s blood was wiped from the floor, she summoned us to my quarters. The old book—that book—was open on the floor before her, pages scattered like bones. But one page near the end was… different. Blackened. Burned.

"We have to find a way to break the necromancer's hold over the undead, no matter the cost." I nodded, my own determination burning bright within me. "But how?" I asked, my gaze shifting nervously towards the distant sound of the approaching horde. The necromancer's crimson eyes glinted with amusement. "You will never find a way to stop me," it said, its voice a low, guttural rumble. "The undead are mine to command, and soon, this entire world will be under my rule." It raised its hand, and the air crackled with dark energy once more. Elijah, Liam, and I braced ourselves, our weapons ready to face whatever onslaught the necromancer had in store.

Barnes hadn’t given us instructions to start on anything, when my eyes fell onto the symbol on one of the tomes projected on the whiteboard. My spine snapped straight and my mouth dropped open, my ears straining with effort to catch up with what Mr. Barnes was saying. “...Of the darkest kind. This time is a high commodity in necromancy, due to its untapped power. One of the reasons why it’s been banned from being accessed.” Silence fell and Mr. Barnes' gaze fell into the back of the class. He released a long sigh. “Yes, Mr. Greene?” “So, what other reason has the tome of death been banned?” Luca quipped.

I stood with my feet planted firmly apart and my arms raised to the sky as I read my spell in a soft, firm tone, “Tóg dom as an áit seo do bhaile, a chur chugam díreach ná a dhéanamh dom roam. Cheilt dom ó gach súl draíochta, dom a chosaint ó bhannaí ina gceangal mar sin iad siúd perusing dom dall.” The ground trembled beneath my feet and my surroundings swirled around me with such speed I wasn’t able to identify anything. I was caught in a whirlwind of energy for so long I became nauseous. My muscles trembled and jolted as I fell to my knees. I was dizzy and disoriented. Panic took over. I was so new at doing magic. Had I done the spell incorrectly? Was I going to die in this funnel of ene

He stepped between us to pluck the ring from Avery's fingers before she could slide it on. He studied it, turning it every which way, even holding it up to the fluorescent lights in the ceiling. "How did he manage that?" "Manage what?" I asked, a sinking pit growing in my stomach. "I told you my magic is based around Earth, right? Well, metal and gemstones are as much a part of earth as plants are. But what I see here is - I just can't figure out how a Necromancer could possibly produce a Witch's spell as intricate as this."