Regulus Black's Wand Novels & Stories

Xavier asked. "We're not witches or warlocks. Our wolf forms are infused with such natural elements, and it doesn't let us control the whole power," Xavier clarified. "I can only guide her through black magic, not light magic. It's not my element," Susan explained. "You'll need to find another witch skilled in light magic." "Do you have anyone in mind?" Xavier inquired. "Jennifer, the new rogue, was also once a noble witch," Susan revealed. "What!" the three of us exclaimed in unison.

“I have coated this coat with protective runes. It will function like armor. I have also prepared a censer filled with incense. The incense will attract them.” I turned to an incense container that Daran had hung on one of the tree branches. The incense smoke gave off a fragrant scent carried by the wind. “Take out your black bone dagger,” Daran requested. I took the black bone dagger that was always tucked into the leather belt on my thigh and handed it to him. Daran seemed to be chanting a spell, and my black bone dagger was covered in runes that flashed blue for a moment and then disappeared. “Normally you would need your own spells and wand, but you can use this black bone dagger as a su

Chloe asked slowly, not totally believing what she was hearing. "No." Dagmar. "You're not part demon. But you're not completely a werewolf either." "So, what am I?" Chloe asked. "That is something we need to find out." Dagmar sighed. "Someone has put a block on you." "A what?" "It's a type of spell," Ursula replied, a troubled frown on her face as she studied Chloe. "They can be used for different things like blocking someone's presence so they can't be detected or blocking someone's abilities. But if that's the case, why didn't I sense it?"

The bandit leader slashed his ax on the prince’s back instead of Jeremiah’s. “Engram!” Jeremiah cried. The little omega was ready to summon Armadale so he could cast an instant healing spell. But Engram prevented it by laid his index finger on Jeremiah’s lips. “Let me show you how powerful the black magic is.” The prince murmured in Jeremiah’s ear, which made his face blushed a little. Immediately, Engram faced the bandit leader; he quickly cast a wraith’s robe, the same spell that was used by the black mage who killed Harold Whitewood when it tried to escape from Jeremiah’s pursuit.

“I’m waiting.” He held his hands up defensively. “Okay, Okay, easy.” He ran a hand through his blonde locks and stared up at the ceiling for a moment before continuing. “I didn’t want to tell you because you’re leaving and it’s not your concern... but... in four days Landon is stepping down as Alpha and they’re holding a contest. Rune and I are competing.” In Blackwater, the Alpha of the pack wasn’t determined by some birthright, but by the strength and worthiness of the wolf. Only the most powerful and most honorable was allowed to lead the pack to glory.

The fear in her gaze told me as much. “Witch,” I said, my voice cold, cutting through the silence. “You’ve made a mess of things, haven’t you?” She swallowed hard, her voice shaking as she tried to speak. “I… I didn’t want it to go this far.” I took a step closer, towering over her, watching as her body tensed. “But it did. You used a beta’s son, a wolf as a vessel for your black, and now you’ve ended up here. You should’ve known better. Were you not aware that using black magic is forbidden all across the magic realm?.”

Nwakaego! "What am I going to do now? How am I going to retrieve the necklace?" Blackwheel looked at the window, seeing the darkness of the night slowly disappear as it announced the appearance of the sun. He thought about his failure as a man. His failure as a werewolf and member of the brotherhood. As far as he knew, the master was a man of his words. The master was right when he told him to capture both of them in a room and murder them. But why would he send the strange creature if he didn't want the necklace for himself? And why would the strange creature not attack even after it saw him attack? Was it afraid of disobeying an order? Or was it pointless for it to attack?

However, I was rooted to the spot out of intense fear as the vicious figure advanced towards me at a towering height. The witch drew out a wand from inside her cloak: a nearly eight-inch long black coloured crooked stick, assumingly made out of wood with a pointed edge. It was the most powerful and enchanting object used by wizards and other magical beings in the world and, into the wrong hands, was a weapon of mass destruction. I had been enlightened about this marvellously magical object by my nurse during her bedtime stories. Ironically, I was petrified at finally viewing this object in reality while I was so awestruck to hear it about all those years ago.

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.” “ Good reminder. You know what Logan, I think he can do a few weeks without his credit card,” Levy turned to Logan and stated while Regal glared at her. Logan blinked his eyes and then turned his attention to his brother who was staring at the two of them hatefully and nodded, “ You are right about that, Levy.” “ Haha, very funny when it comes to my protection right?” Regal sneered before drawing the array and looking down at the stone table. “ Name.”

"I was." "Not Sirius Black?" "No, Sirius Black was just a decoy. To give James' home an additional layer of protection, Sirius convinced James to change the keeper of the secret to an unsuspecting person and he would act as the secret keeper to attract the focus from the actual keeper, me." "How would you describe your wand?" "Short and brown, chestnut wood with a dragon heartstring core, 9¾ inches long." "Who is the owner of the bone white wand?" "The Dark Lord."