Regulus Black Wand の小説・ストーリー

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

"Take me. I carry the same blood. I’ll be your jailer." The King turned his head, a slow, agonizing movement. "You are the 'Regret,' Killian Vance. You are the shadow of what I was. But the girl... she is the 'Return.' She doesn't just hold the gate; she heals the rift. To take you would be to prolong the hunger. To use her... is to end it."

Reaching out to me. "Mama?" Soren tugged my hand. "You okay?" "Fine, baby. Go practice forms with Sera." Once he was out of earshot, I broke the seal. Phantom, Crescent Moon faces increasing rogue activity along our northern border. Standard patrols are proving insufficient. We require professional assistance. Your reputation precedes you. Name your price. Beta Cade Blackthorne Professional. Distant. No indication he knew who I was. "It's from Crescent Moon," I told the group during our evening meeting.

I ask, “Is there anything you can give me to help me for this journey? I don’t know what I’ll need, but I need all the help I can get if I’m going up against Xavier Black and his pack.” Cora pats my shoulder before walking to the stairs that lead to her office. When we get in there she immediately starts getting to work on different potions and then tells me, “I was going to wait to give you this, but now seems as good a time as any.” She sets down a black wand with white swirls throughout it. I look at her with wide eyes and she says, “I had to use some of your DNA to make it perfectly personalized to you. Because of this it should make it easier for you to cast spells. Magic is not somethi

"But why are you with one of the witch and from the enemy?" Everyone there glanced at me and Nigel's colleagues seemed surprised. I suddenly felt nervous and tense between them. I felt Reginald hold my hand as if he were saying he would not leave me in the fight. "She's the Luna of this pack and she's my wife," Reginald said boldly while staring seriously at Nigel. Nigel grinned, "This pack is very interesting, I do not think the prophecy did happen but you should be careful, for the first time there was a Luna in the pack who is a witch from the enemies I think not anymore you need our help."

I asked, my voice filled with uncertainty. Malik finally reached me, his grip firm on my chin, as he forced me to meet his gaze. I struggled to keep my body rigid under his scrutiny. "I'm talking about finding out the truth, Red," he grumbled. "I know that the Southern and Northern Division of the werewolves are in conflict, but Prince Osborne was suddenly spotted at a gathering hosted by a Southern Alpha and was seen speaking to a Luna that was known for making a remarkable difference. A few days after that ball, this Luna mysteriously appears on the outskirts of my kingdom. Does it make sense to you now? I know you're concealing more than just your identity from me. But let me advise you,

he replied, his eyes all but twinkling. "That's good then. By the way, I got this." I pulled out the wand. "It is supposed to be a cure for corruption but I have no idea how to use it." Xavier wrapped a hand around mine and I felt a cool power seep through my hand and into the wand. "I realized," he began, "that when it comes to things like this, trying a smidge of unnatural powers never goes wrong." The wand lit up with a blood red tint, the light seeming to rise to pierce the sky. It resonated with the crimson moon above and the world was suffused in a crimson tide.

I was eager to seize the next opportunity and make progress in my transition. Amidst the anticipation, my wolf offered guidance. Its voice resonated in my mind, suggesting a strategic approach. "Theda, you should shift under a full moon next when your power will regenerate faster and allow you to take control," Tanya advised, its words brimming with wisdom and insight. My eyes widened with realization as I considered the suggestion. The idea of shifting under a full moon made perfect sense. The moon's heightened energy during that phase would facilitate a faster stabilization of my powers, granting me an increased chance of successfully assuming control during my shift.

'I am the one you gave her in the arms of Alpha Holden and Luna Rose; I am the one who always makes sure she is protected. 'What are you trying to say?' I questioned, trying to get to the point. 'Just like you, Richard, Regina is not an ordinary wolf. But unlike you, who are born out of love from your parents, Regina is born with the energy of the moon goddess. And her only motive is to kill Charles and restore peace in the werewolf's reign.' Roger's words hung in the air, leaving us all stunned. It was clear that Regina's origins were far more complex and significant than any of us had anticipated. As the weight of this revelation settled upon us, it became apparent that her destiny held im

“Ask them.” “So you knew I practiced necromancy?” Janus said, pulling out a wand from his sleeve. The black wand had a raven with green gem eyes at the end of its handle. He waved the wand swiftly. All the lights went off in the room and around it. It was pitch black. I had been using my wolf’s eyes all this time, so it wasn’t a problem seeing in the darkness. Green fuming light emerged from the floor all over the room. The light swirled around Janus before entering his eyes and head. Janus threw back his head with a jerk and then dropped it, facing the floor.