Regulus Black's Wand Novels & Stories

The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water. Freda lit the black candles with a whispered word, their flames burning unnaturally blue. Pru scattered a circle of salt mixed with crushed obsidian, the grains glittering like crushed stars. Rita laid out the parchment—yellowed with age, borrowed from Gogo’s private stash—and the silver dagger, its blade etched with runes. "Ready?" Freda asked. Rita nodded. Pru grinned.

He stepped between us to pluck the ring from Avery's fingers before she could slide it on. He studied it, turning it every which way, even holding it up to the fluorescent lights in the ceiling. "How did he manage that?" "Manage what?" I asked, a sinking pit growing in my stomach. "I told you my magic is based around Earth, right? Well, metal and gemstones are as much a part of earth as plants are. But what I see here is - I just can't figure out how a Necromancer could possibly produce a Witch's spell as intricate as this."

I can feel their aura, and it is a mixture of black and white. After eating, I left the house with Regit in his true form. I don’t know what came into Regit’s mind. Looks like he’s in the mood to scare people today. The others were a little scared of Regit, but I told them there’s nothing to get scared of because Regit was a kind animal, so the people felt relaxed and continued what they were doing. My feet took me to the far end of the town where Mirai used to take me. I saw Mirai in between the two trees while casting a spell with the use of her wand. Looks like she has improved a lot since yesterday. A smile formed on my lips as I noticed she almost mastered all the spells in the book I p

When Phil grabbed for the wand, the black cat immediately leapt to its feet, arched its back, and bared its teeth. You are no longer employed here. Phil gestured with his thumb in the direction of the entrance. "Get lost." The cat looked at him without blinking for a moment before leaping off the stool and running out of the room. Phil fixated his eyes on the wand. Despite the fact that it was only a piece of wood that was about sixteen inches long, he was hesitant to touch it. Nevertheless, a promise was a promise, and he had made a commitment to another witch regarding this wand.

the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in her palm. "Chief!!" My soldiers shouted and immediately attacked to help me. In just an instant, the sorcerer knocked out all the soldiers because of his unique black power. "I warned you, that's the last chance I can give..." the woman said. I don't understand what she's playing at... from the tone of her voice it seems like she's not an opponent... but she might just be deceiving me. I attacked again and she immediately fought back while the old Mage just kept staring and watching us.

But just as he was about to touch Harry, Black gave his hand a firm kick. Connor tried to look the Mad One in the eye but could not do so. He could only bow his head in submission to this force of nature. "I don't know what happened. We conducted the control protocol as we've always done in the past..." he began to explain before falling silent. "Mat, hi. Duncan speaking. I apologize for the inconvenience, but we're going to need you... Wolfsbane and silver... Harry's in a bad way... In the Red Moon pack... Yes, Alpha Black is with us," Duncan replied calmly before turning to his Alpha.

Employing her violet longsword, she channeled an ethereal manifestation of her sword intent. The sword intent surged, shattering the shadow above the Black Palace, and the Black Palace rapidly vanished from its position. However, Waleria seemed to have anticipated this. She waved her hand, and an illusory palm sigil materialized, forcefully pulling the escaping Black Palace back. Once again, it materialized within the starry expanse. Gripping the violet longsword, Waleria surged forward, heading straight for the palace’s entrance, intending to slay Yvan and seize the runes.

Before the guards on stage could even react, more than a dozen rogue-looking wolves flooded through the lower entrances, roaring and charging the stage. Thinking fast, my adrenaline spiked. I whipped my hands up, violently yanking and twisting against the leather restraints binding my wrists together. We need to get out now, or we’re going to be collateral damage in whatever war just started. With a final, desperate wrench, the leather strap slipped loose. I tore the bindings off my wrists and immediately lunged over to Eleanore, ripping her hands free just as Christopher surged into motion behind us, tearing through his own restraints before turning to untie a trembling Maria. "Move! Go!" C

“The wand chooses you.” I snapped him a look, unsure of what he meant. But as if on cue, one of the wands in the case began to tremor and my eyes instantly found it against the back corner, hidden beneath another wand. The wand looked to be made of the same wood that Damiens’ wand was made of, and it was about the same size. It had a black handle with multiple colored chakra stones wedged into it. I gasped when I saw the colors of them. I recognized them instantly as the colors of my mate's eyes.

It was a close win. "One out!" Emma and Devon didn't have much to do when fighting the man with the ice sword. He kept sending ice magic to Emma to freeze her hands and stop her from controlling the space balls. However, they were too much for him and he ended being pushed back and out of the platform from one of his own attacks. "One out!" The only one left was the woman fighting Regulus. She was giving him a true headache. However, in the end, he moved faster than before almost like a flash of light. Even the Duke raised a brow in recognition.