Necromancer's Novels & Stories

Natalia asked calmly. The soldiers looked at each other before answering the queen. "We saw him, dear queen. He fought the demons and he was with someone." This behavior made Natalia frown. "He had a necromancer with him who was the reason why we won the war." Natalia was unable to speak immediately, especially after hearing the term necromancer. This is one of the terms that Wysteria fears. Everyone knows the necromancer and how dangerous it is. "How come he has a necromancer with him? A necromancer is a demon. Maybe you just made a mistake?!" Natalia hit her table and the soldiers hit her. They were surprised by Natalia's behavior.

"What does the necromancer offer them?" "Immortality," I answered, my fingers tightening on the parchment until the dry hide groaned. "The Dark Master knows the elders are terrified of the High Council's purges and the loss of their ancestral titles. He is offering them the ultimate temptation: direct infusion of pure Eclipse necrotic flesh-magic."

... The air froze, smug grins turning to stone. Zach's victorious smirk curdled. "What? Who're you talking to?" The assistant, pale and flustered, dove to salvage the strewn papers. "I'm sorry, Mr. Stuart. I didn't know you were dining here. I'll tidy this immediately. Sorry for the disruption." "Mr. Stuart?" Cindy echoed dumbly, her eyes bulging. "Who?" Zach pressed. The assistant, mid-scoop, glanced quizzically between Zach and me. "Mr. Aaron Stuart, Lumina's director and chief designer. That's him, seated right there."

“It’s the place between worlds where dead things linger and living things aren’t supposed to be able to reach. As for getting out, that’s complicated.” “Of course it is,” I muttered, because nothing in my life could ever be simple. “Why am I here? Did you bring me here?” “Your mother sealed me away when she hid you with humans,” Nyx explained. “She knew if I manifested too early, before your body was ready, I’d burn you up from the inside. But seals can be broken by strong enough emotion, and survival instinct is the strongest there is.” I thought about Victoria’s claws coming at my face, about the absolute certainty that I was about to die. “So you broke out because I was about to get murde