Regulus Black Horcrux Novels & Stories

This room held everything the Council ever feared might be used against them. I lit the first lantern. Then the second. And the third. The light filled the room like quiet fire. I moved to the far wall and ran my hand across the stone. Whispered an old command. A hidden panel slid open. Behind it? A black book wrapped in chains. The Blood Registry. The real one. Not the copy the Council approved. This one had every bloodline. Every connection. Every buried truth. I set it on the table and broke the seal. Raymond’s name wasn’t in it.

"The Black Shaols are the hunters of the Illinor imprisoned by Blood Star Regulus. As you already knew, they are shadows of shape shifters. They can transform into any vicious predators. However, they can only transform once. They're murderous and bloodlust beasts when they are released." "These Black Shaols are ancient prisoners of Demetrius?" Jucel asked. If she's right, the Blood Star Regulus was way, way back before the Blood Star Shaula. Ciaran nodded. "They're ancient but easy to kill. However, using them as a hunter will diminish the number of their enemies and draining us of our powers. If not because of Chloe's foresight, we wouldn't be able to stay alive this time."

Ford asked. “There’s a couple species of fae that are dual sexed. There isn’t a fae king here, though.” Landry said distractedly. “Is that all?” “Blood from the Luna, blood from a noble human, and some sort of anchor. There’s a vessel of some sort hidden in the in-between she’s supposed to mix them in. And then… she’ll die within a few hours, completing the spell.” I finished. The room was quiet. Reggie was going to die. Willingly. I remembered the happy look on her face when the woman confirmed it.

Claudius, Miguel, and Perseus rode in the same car. My phone beeped. Upon picking it up. Miguel's text message welcomed my eyes. [The annulment of our marriage is done and through. You and Claudius can get married whenever you want.] While I was reading his text message. I could feel another eye reading it too. I met Claudius's gaze, but he said nothing. "Let's talk about this matter after the burial, Migs," I said to him through telepathy.b In Regulus culture, the body of the Alpha was burned on the last day of the funeral, then his ash would be scattered to the wind. The Regulus pack members believed that, by doing that, the dead Alpha would be able to continue guarding and protecting the

Racing both his hands at the wall, he sent a burst of magic crashing into it. The plaster crumbled, revealing a hidden hole behind it. Inside the hole was a small, ornate box. Mr. Grayson took out the box, revealing the scroll. The last piece. "Finally, there it is,” Regina let out, her eyes wide as she stared. “It's the last piece.” The air around us seemed to crackle to life with electricity. We turned towards the door. The curse knew we had found what we were looking for and it didn't seem like it was happy.

Regis held his neck and let out a faint smile. “Let’s just say that I lost it in the woods.” “Alpha! We will send everyone to look for your necklace!” “Nah. I can get it on my own. Besides, we have a special mission to do here in the Blood Moon Pack.” When he brought up the Blood Moon, the eyes of his subordinates turned dark. “Henry, I have a question,” Regis said, approaching the old Gypsy. “Anything, my Alpha. What is it?” “About the Gypsy stone that I was wearing, it can detect poison and toxins, right?”

"If he didn't know about Soren before, he knows now. That signature was unmistakable. Chimera-wolf hybrid, immensely powerful, exactly what he's been searching for." I held Soren closer. "How long do we have?" "Hard to say. Could be weeks. Could be months. But he'll come." Nyx's expression was grave. "The Blood King has been searching for a child like Soren for a thousand years. He believes such a child can break the curse that binds him." "What curse?" "I don't know the details. Ancient vampire magic, from before the great war. Something that prevents him from—" She paused. "From bringing back his mate. He believes Chimera blood, specifically young Chimera blood mixed with wolf, is the fina

“On orders of the Alpha, you must take it.” "Fine," I say, bringing the pill to my lips. The fear of what’s really behind this capsule, what its true intention is, remains, but like Ralfi said, there is no choice here. I swallow it in one gulp. It burns all the way down my throat, generating a strange sort of heat when it settles in my belly. "Ugh," I grunt out, rubbing my tummy. It's not pain, not exactly, but it is uncomfortable. Ralfi hesitates, shuffling his feet and refusing to meet my eyes. "I'm sorry, Aurora. The Luna ordered me to add something…extra…to the medicine. I promise, it won’t harm your body, but it will ensure the ritual goes smoothly tomorrow.”

He walked briskly to his mother's side and gazed down at Ivorie. She was unconscious and her entire body had turned black, like it was burnt but Regan knew this wasn't the work of fire. “This is the work of the dungeon’s magic.” He muttered as he traced his hand on her arm. “Why would anyone lock his wife up in such a dungeon!” Luna Rosina wailed beside Regan making the latter flinch. “I do regret it, Mother!” Regan countered with a pained expression. He was truly feeling bad about it. His heart ached when he looked at her blackened skin, even her hair – the most precious thing about her – was half blackened. It hurt him, a heavy weight was placed on his heart and he became angry at himself.

7:00 pm, I stared at my phone once again to see if I had any missed calls or messages, but there were none. I had gotten him some cufflinks made of black diamonds. The cufflinks exuded a noble aura and their black color, excluding an aloof and cold beauty. It was a lucky find, and its color reminded me of Morgan's dark, stormy eyes and his cold nature. I had told them I wanted express delivery, thinking Morgan would receive it as early as possible and decide to call me.