Regulus Black Horcrux Novels & Stories

There were fifteen in all, though smaller than mine, and the stones move more of in their centers were black instead of red. "I heard that the Witches would take the Reinhardt pendants as trophies. The other Necromancers could never find them when we collected the bodies." Dad picked one up, looking at it closely before returning it to my hand. "These must have been for the children, the ones who hadn't awakened their Talent yet." Not the whole line. Poe's words from before echoed in my mind. My head snapped up to look at the bird. "I'm not the only Reinhardt that survived, am I?" I turned Dad. "There are others! If I was able to escape from the Witches, there had to be others. Maybe some wh

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Logan stated as he raised his hand and then asked Levy to pluck a strand of her hair along with a personal possession that her mother once owned. This was something that Levy was carrying at the moment thus she did not have any trouble. She undid the locket on her neck and then handed it to Logan with the lock of her hair. Regal took the two things and then bit his thumb but before drawing an array he looked at Levy and said, “ If you dare to tell anyone that I am a dark mage, I will do much worse things to you than just tightening your dress.”

“It can’t be. That blood lion is called Ragnar. Although not a rare talent, it’s a genius, after all. With a level at the peak of eight stars and strength at the early stage of nine stars, I don’t think Regus can kill it.” “That's right, and the man in black doesn't seem that simple either. I don’t think Regus will make a move.” Various comments could be heard, and Philip hovered in the air while looking at the few people below with great interest. However, he deliberately controlled his aura so that his exposed strength was only the early stage of eight stars. Regus said blandly, “You disrupted my meal with a friend. How do you think we should settle this?”

Justin helped me up, his shoulder under mine, as we walked through the bloodied hallway toward the main room. The scent of blood and fear hung thick in the air. My wolf was restless, barely held back, but I focused on the bond I shared with her—my Luna. Alpha Stewart arranged for me to be taken to the nearest hospital where the silver bullet was removed, allowing my body to heal properly. Without the silver, my body could regenerate. My wolf stirred again, grateful to feel whole. Ceres was by my bed the whole time, refusing to leave.

“Then whoever this stranger is, they know exactly where to cut.” For a long moment, thunder filled the silence between them. Then Bianca spoke, her voice low, distant, and dangerous: “Summon Lucia. If my stepmother’s ghosts have returned, I’ll need to remind them what real death feels like.” The corpse lay in the council courtyard, still warm, rain dripping from his armor. One of Bianca’s elite guards loyal, trained, unflinching. Now dead. Lucia knelt beside the body, peeling back the collar of his uniform. Beneath the skin, branded deep into the flesh, was a mark: a serpent devouring its own tail. The ouroboros.

His eyes flicked to Selena, specifically to the faint glowing yellow sigil blooming on her chest. Not visible to mortals, of course. Only to divine eyes. “She really is the successor,” he mused, grinning with just enough mischief to hint he knew way too much. Selena, still unaware she was being observed like the subject of a celestial scavenger hunt, finally succeeded in brewing what looked like suspiciously oily coffee. She took one sip and gagged. “This tastes like betrayal,” she muttered. Yin watched her with faint amusement, already reaching for his phone. “Gotta tell the wind god. The land god messed up big time.”

However, what followed next could only be described as a scene pulled out from a horror movie as Nathan's bones suddenly started to pop and crack as dark hair sprouted from every single area on his body, little by little shifting and rearranging until a large and completely black beast stood in his stead. ________________________

I waved back watching her back disappear into a corner that led to the King's private chambers. Sebastian was still locked up in cell, our meeting was probably on hold for now. I sat on my bed with my hand resting on my stomach. "He's giving me the last chance?" I scoffed. What last chance when he had sent troops out again to find another female born on the night of the purple moon? Why exactly do you need a woman born on the night of a purple moon King Adrian? "Do you think he noticed?" I asked Leah. "No, you've been doing a good job hiding it." She replied.

Lyra replied with a faint smile, “You can rest assured, Alpha Raven. We witches are the most skilled at matters like this.” Once Raven’s group had left, Lyra returned to her private room. It had been temporarily converted by her people into a makeshift laboratory. On the table were several dark purple-black stones, samples she had collected near the Vinterfall spring. Under the lamplight, their surfaces shimmered with a mysterious violet hue, emanating an ominous aura. Lyra donned gloves and carefully split one of the stones with a hammer. Inside, its core revealed spiral-like veins that seemed to emit a dim, sinister glow.