Scourge Necromancer Novels & Stories

, I ask cluelessly. "Dark orb. It is an ancient dark magic. It takes great black magic, years of experience and alot of blood to cook up that", Tash explains. "Whoever we are up against is really strong. We should be happy if it is just one because if there are two or more then we are in for deep shit", Tareem admits and a smirk appears on his lips. "An actual opponent at last", Tareem chuckles and we exchange glances at each other.

Evan squeezed harder, making Carmen cough. "Die!" "Do you really want me dead? Don't you want to know where Lyra's head is?" Carmen used the last of her strength to say this. Evan froze for a moment before slowly releasing his grip. After a while, Carmen got up and opened the fridge. There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde.

1696, St. Austell, Cornwall, England I awoke with an unusual burning sensation enveloping my entire body as I tried to open my arduous eyelids, but the smothering heat engulfed me, drowning me as I started to shake uncontrollably, impelling me to the darkness as I lost consciousness. However, before I was hauled to a bottomless gulf, I heard Amara's revoltingly aggrieved voice. “You will be doomed for an eternity of solitude and suffering, Caleb as you have scathe and betrayed my love for you...”

I couldn’t believe my ears when she confirmed my theory of the scavenger changed by living energy, and that this event had put it —him— on the way to becoming what some called a half-breed demon, with the skill to live attached to living humans and manipulate them to get his daily fix of negative vibes. “In any other circumstance, I’d approve of what Brandon Price did. Kujo would’ve literally eaten him alive in five years tops, so he really needed to get rid of it. And I’m not sure he knew how the ritual worked when he accepted to perform it. Surely the witch involved only told him it would sever the attachment.” “Were you able to find out anything about it?”

"Look at you, all eager to please. You didn't even offer anything in return. Why would she help you out?" He then handed me a card. "I'm Daniel Jenkins. Here's a little something for our first meeting. ZenWave's beauty clinics are all part of my family business. With this card, you can enjoy unlimited visits." ZenWave was a well-known, high-end beauty clinic chain. A single visit there could cost tens of thousands of dollars. This gift was too generous. I didn't take the card, but Leon snatched it from Daniel's hand and stuffed it into mine.

A massive, towering presence looming over my shoulder. I glance back. A cloaked figure, three meters tall, floating in the void. In its skeletal hand, it holds a massive scythe that drips with phantom blood. The God of Death. The robotic voice returns. [AWAKENING CONFIRMED. SUBJECT: REA REED. RESULT: 100% PURITY. ENTITY IDENTIFIED: THANATOS (THE GOD OF DEATH). ALIGNMENT: CHAOTIC EVIL.] The numbers flash on the screen in blood-red. One hundred percent. The legendary Single Bloodline.

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

Damon said to another maid who went quickly to clothe Scar The nurse came in immediately with a bowl, leaves and other things to look after Scar who was now clothed . Damon unchained her and laid her on the ground for the nurse who did a few things and gave Scar a concoction. " she will wake up soon , she is a pure witch , I suggest you treat with caution." Nurse Abella said as she applied ointment to the bruises on Scars's body " a pure witch ?." Damon asked dumbfounded Never in his life did he know that existed, he wondered what that was and waited for Abella to respond again

Nelanian nodded in agreement, recalling what he had been chanting earlier that day as he descended the hills. “Well, my name is Zegrath Reid, Former Necessary Evil and Keeper of Darkness, and I am the Hundred and Sixth to hold the title,” the old man remarked as he turned to face the road that led back to his house. “The Council of The Watchers assigned me to be your mentor, but I can't keep teaching you while you squander my energy by erasing your memories every time. Find another mentor; I'm done with you; and you may tell The Watchers that I quit the next time you meet with them,” the old man stated. He started walking back to his house.

Kiva asked. “The old magic,” Tavrin replied. “The part of the Spiral that remembers what it was before any crown or bloodline touched it.” We fell silent. Something more than war was coming. Something old enough to shake the foundations of every side. 6 : The Bone Path When the Scourge came, they did not howl. They did not scream. They moved like the wind fast, silent, brutal. And at their center was a force unlike anything I had seen. It wasn’t just warriors or Lycans. It was something twisted. Flesh bent by dark rituals, threads tangled with rot. Something that once might’ve been a wolf, or a man, or both but now answered to neither.