Necromancer Lich Novels & Stories

I ordered as she went back to the gun. “Wait! Those are…” She paused, looking at me as I swallowed hard and I nodded my head. “Mercenaries. They want someone on this boat. Just take them out please,” I said to her as she went on taking her shots. “Lily, they have drums near the Hatch. Can you take that out?” I said to her as she nodded her head, before shooting several times on the hatch before the boat went up in flames. “Fuck! How the fuck do you know all this?” She asked me as I swallowed hard.

Others were just some more pieces of trash. This is lovely to be honest!! "You're the king?..... I'm sorry your highness for not acknowledging your presence." He said in a voice filled with fake reverence. "You didn't have to acknowledge my presence because you don't know me personally and perhaps your treacherous activities also blinded your eyes to the royal mark on my arm. Let's let that slide anyways. I've been getting some eerie reports about you going about packs in this lycanthropy abducting people. " The lycan king questioned and I just stared on as I approached them slowly so I could hear everything in details.

He narrowed his eyes at the title and I realized that he wasn't completely comfortable with it. “There has been war, targeting mostly Lycans. Most of the lycan clans have been destroyed. Mine is the only one still standing in the south. We don't know who these people are, they move smoothly, too smoothly. The seers say they use black magic. That's all we know” I explained. He pondered for a while, “That may explain how they moved so quickly without being noticed. I sympathize with you and your people. But what exactly do you want with us?”

"What of it?" "In the past there was a group called necromancers, they were vampires who discovered a way to become stronger through drinking the right type of blood" Raphael gave her a glance "Every being on earth has their own special blood, but drink that of a high alpha werewolf, and a noble vampire, it opens a whole new world of possibility" "What does a necromancer do?" Rebecca asked. "Dark magic, bring the dead back to life, some want to use its power to conquer the world, me, I want to cure the vampire curse"

Necromancer? "She can raise zombies, talk to ghosts and other dead, and she can heal the undead. Useful to have around. She's our primary conduit to Jeremiah." "Which one's he?"

The Fae man says. “No, we are not.” Knox replies. “This girl is our future. Our chance to produce a stronger race, a fiercer race. The humans are killing us while we hide in the shadows. I say it’s time we rose up and took back what is ours. With this girl, I will make a race of Lycan’s, a new breed of Wolves that will herald a future for us.” “And how do you propose to be more successful than her current mates?” Elder Mab asks.

"Elemental abilities are different from magic. Creatures of nature are naturally blessed with abilities connected to nature. It was the moon goddess's will to make us that way. That's why Lycans are seen as a double threat—to creatures of magic and to Shape shifters." "What my husband is trying to say is; our Land is also family. To protect it as well as the people, Alpha Nick commanded the earth users to create deep massive trenches around the towns, and the water users to divert all flow of ground water away from the unaffected towns. That way, the land is kept alive." "We understand it had to be done but..." Jordan trailed off. "It's been years now. People keep dying and things are gettin

He knew I was not the Lumira whose medical records he had studied. "Dark magic is not native to this body," he said, placing his cards on the table with deliberate precision. Not playing cards. Research notes, thin and precise, covered in diagrams I couldn't read from this distance. "Necromancy at your level requires a soul that has already crossed the threshold. A soul that has died and returned, carrying the imprint of the grave. The original Lumira never died — not truly. She was murdered. There is a difference." He looked at me, and for the first time, his clinical mask cracked. Not with emotion — with hunger. The hunger of a scholar who had found the anomaly he had been searching for.

hand on him even if we tried so hard, I was already going crazy and there was a barricade to how fast I could think, death was calling to everyone and I was no exception, what do we do against such strong opponent if Leonard was strong then this opponent was on a whole another level and we were the ones to stop him, the only three who knew how hard the situation was. I didn't talk much he was already in action and he used some kind of summoning to bring forth his creature They were like an army and they stood behind us. "What are you trying to do?" I asked, and I knew they were his artwork. "Twenty-five of my soldiers I would fight alongside them to conquer him." He said, but I knew he coul

Lucien tilted his head, a cruel, knowing smirk tugging at his lips. “That’s what I thought.” The silence settled, long. The rain outside thrashed against the windows, loud enough to echo the wild rhythm of my heart. And for the first time, I realized— this man wasn’t just powerful. He was untouchable. Unpredictable. I drew a shaky breath, my voice barely a whisper now. “What do you want from me?” He let out a menacing laugh as chill ran down my spine. He stepped closer, just enough that I could feel the cold edge of his aura. “You think I want anything from you?”