Necromancer: King Of The Scourge Novels & Stories

They were still dirty and covered in dry blood, dirt, and the scent of sex still lingered on many of them. Naham slowly backed out of the tent but yelped when he backed into someone. He spun around, and his heart stopped when his eyes landed on his King. The king’s hands gently gripped his arms, preventing him from falling. His mouth moved, but he couldn't hear him. He was too shocked by what he saw, smelled, and felt. His aura was intense, and his dominance was incredibly strong. The scent of smoke lingered, and he gasped when he saw the king's dragon's eyes. Atticus's eyes swirled with flames as Draven peered out at him.

I keep remembering Brendan’s legs giving out, can hear the pleading in his voice, can see the fear and the look of utter betrayal on his face. I heal the mage and step over him to go inside, but Adrian grabs me and pulls me back. “Don’t. They’re all dead.” “Maybe I can-” “What? Resurrect them?” “Is that something I can do?” I ask hopefully “Maybe, but...necromancy is not something you want to play around with, Pippa. You’re powerful, but you’re not God.” “So it can be done?” “Yes, but you’ll only reanimate their corpses. They’ll have no souls. Do you understand? No conscience, no emotions…just a mindless creature surviving on pure instinct.”

He’d been confident and pig-headed about his duty to Layla and had not let anything stand in their way. But the past three months had felled him. He was nothing but a big puppy now. Harmless. Would he even fight the witch if they saw her? The field in front of him was vast. The grass swayed like waves in the sea, and on the other side were the walls that surrounded the Night Walker Pack territory. They called themselves that because they attacked under the cover of night. Their Alpha had been his father's greatest enemy; he had inherited that feud when he became King.

I walked towards the recruit and he lowered his eyes to the ground as soon as he saw me approaching. “At ease” I ordered, And he dropped his hands as he looked at me, then back at Connor. “What did you say your name was?” I asked him “Name is Rhys, Your Majesty,” He said as I growled, nodding my head. “Rank?” I asked him. I could smell that alpha blood in him as I came closer. How the hell did Connor miss something like this? “I am a rogue” he lowered his head, stuttering as he said that. He lowered his head again as I smirked, nodding my head.

said the second woman who was cut by her friend, “What could he be busy with? The only way for him to salvage his mistake is by giving our master his rightful position as Essex’s King. Could a weak sorcerer like him do that?” “He is not only an orphan but necromancer who had used his parents soul for his own power,” the former woman spoke, her red lips creased as her eyes met the sorcerer. “I can’t wait to see how he would use our soul as source for more power for himself,” she snipped.

Lucian crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing as he fixed a lethal stare on Diego. "Your Majesty," Sandra interjected smoothly, resting a delicate hand on the edge of the stone table. "You know very well that years ago, it was through exact deceit that the wolves bound our bloodlines to this curse. If we arrive with Queen Esther at her side and announce that the Princess already carries the heir to the Lycan throne, their council will have no choice. They will break the curse to protect the child's blood, or risk retribution. When they see the affection queen Esther has for their own. Even if the alpha refuses, the Luna won't take it for granted. Our goal is to break a curse. "

I cocked my brow at Lucifer and he asked me what. "He better remain safe, mister devil," I growled and he grinned at me. "You're a bold one, Raven, and remind me of my granddaughters. They smart back at me the same way," he murmured. I asked what we should do to prepare for the crazy bitch. Lucifer explained that the queen would need to find a necromancer to allow her access into this realm and that would take her some time. I furrowed my brow as I lifted my hand saying how did Keran just get here? Lucifer laughed and said, "Keran has Nyx Elderon and Nyx is the most powerful Necromancer known within the fairy realms. The two have been friends forever and Nyx is loyal to only him.

Then walked across the room to sit on the recliner. “Wh… what are you talking about my mission? And you still haven't told me who you are and why are you here?” Ahnyla asked, walking over to the bed and grabbing her pup protectively. “My name is Dravin I’m the head of the Necromancers. Some call me the Deathmage, Bone King, or Shadow Master, you can call me whichever you prefer.” Dravin said as he relaxed in the recliner. “A Necromancer? What do you want with me?” Ahnyla said still holding her pup protectively, she had no idea what the Deathmage wants with her, but she knows whatever it is can't be good. “Oh, I don't want anything from you, I just need you to get something or rather someone

With a renewed sense of pride and a hint of a smirk playing at his lips, Lucian addressed me confidently, "I admit you are a powerful opponent. However, you are no king. Your abilities will always remain in my shadow." With a fierce determination, Lucian continued, "Now, as you've made your declaration, allow me to respond in kind and show you why I am feared by entire nations. I am Lucian, the Cursed Lycan King. But above all, I am the Master of Mayhem, the Lord of Chaos!" Lucian's eyes blazed with unbridled fury, and in a split second, his form shifted, his human guise giving way to the monstrous power of his Lycan transformation. A snarl ripped through the air, and the ground trembled ben

Her eyes opened and she gazed upon Lucius' people: from big, slimy-looking creatures to ogres, trolls, witches, and any wicked people you could ever think of. She gulped down, "Oh Goodness." She whispered to herself and averted her eyes from the audience to the priest. The head of the council—portraying as the 'priest'—have been talking on how the first king killed thousands of mortals, how the second king called a truce with the mortals and how the peace remained constant for thousands of years. The three of them stood at the huge balcony. While the audience are standing outside the castle walls, gazing up to the couple.