Shadow Magic Book Novels & Stories

Somehow he's already read a fifth into the inch-thick book. "Dark Magic is a category of magic involved in what most individuals would observe as questionable. This indicates magic that can include mind manipulation, reading hearts, alchemical metamorphosis, and vortex transgress. However, Dark Magic is not by nature evil, and only by the appearance it gives does it have this name. Mind manipulation is utilized in certain majestic psychotherapy. Alchemical metamorphosis is utilized in acquiring rare earth metals such as cobalt, gold, iridium, and holmium. It is only the connotation that causes this magic to appear questionable."

"The spell will tap into the underworld's darkness, channeling its energy into you. But remember, Reid, this power comes at a terrible cost. Your soul will be forever changed." Reid's resolve didn't waver. "I'll do whatever it takes to avenge Ariella. Let's begin." Elena nodded, producing a small, leather-bound book. Its pages yellowed with age, the cover adorned with strange symbols that seemed to shift in the candlelight. "This grimoire holds the secrets of the Devouring Shadow," she said, her voice measured. "To invoke its power, you must recite the incantation and surrender to the darkness." Reid's eyes scanned the pages, his mind racing with the implications. "What of the sacrifice? You

As Sable delved deeper into the book, she discovered a section dedicated to elemental magic—a topic that resonated deeply with her. The pages were filled with intricate diagrams and instructions on harnessing the power of fire, water, earth, and air. Eager to put her newfound knowledge into practice, Sable ventured back to the sacred grove where she had obtained the pendant. With the crystal of eternity pulsating around her neck and the Book of Ancients clasped firmly in her hand, she stood facing a mighty oak tree.

I ordered as I backed up and looked at him. He had to do it perfect. Within seconds he had the magic coming out of the book. I watched as Black-ish blue light flowed into his hand. I had never seen dark magic used from this book so I had to remind myself I needed to concentrate and keep us connected. I just had to pray that our soul bond didn't mend itself because of this.

"There's more to this place than meets the eye, if the Keeper was correct." With the crystal in her palm humming with a nearly frenzied energy, Zara walked over to the pedestal. Her fingers brushed the book's cover as she extended her hand. The shadows then sprang to life. Chaos erupted in the area as shadowy creatures burst from the walls, their shapes shifting and twisting like nightmares. Zara fumbled for the book as Kael leaped into action, his blade slicing through the darkness. "Zara, get moving!" Kael's voice was keen with urgency as he shouted.

Some made the sign of warding with their fingers, whispering as she left the room. “That’s the cursed one,” she heard one murmur. “The girl who brought the storm.” By seventeen, she had learned not to speak unless asked. She moved like smoke and silence—present, but never welcome. That was the year she broke a boy’s nose during combat drills. She hadn’t meant to, not really. But when he leaned close and muttered Shadowspawn in her ear, something hot and primal took her over. The crunch of bone. The smear of blood. The sudden silence.

One moment she was powerless, the bond being stripped away piece by piece. The next, her wolf rose up inside her like a tidal wave. Like a dam breaking. Stronger than ever before. Wild. Ancient. For three heartbeats, Lyra felt power she'd never experienced. Power she'd never even imagined. Power that made the air around her shimmer and ripple. Power that made shadows dance at her feet like living things. Power that made the pack members step back in fear. Helena's face went white. Snow white. Her green eyes widened in recognition and something else.

The library descends into an uncomfortable silence, one I'm itching to break but I don't say anything, patiently waiting for him to speak. “Did you see the rift?” I nod. “It wasn't there when I left.” “And it's just the beginning. Even before you left, the shadows in our realm had intensified but we've been able to keep them at bay and prevent things from escalating. And now we have rifts.” Leaning back on his couch, fatigue washing over his face, he sighs, “Who knows what else will come? The human realm is collapsing, so is our realm but at a more obvious level.”

“There is shadow within your magic.” The words landed heavily, refusing to move, refusing to be ignored. I shook my head immediately. “No. That’s not possible. I would know if there was something like that inside me.” “You feel it,” she said. “You simply do not understand it.” “That doesn’t make any sense,” I said, frustration rising now, mixing with something colder. “How can there be shadow in my magic? That’s not what I am.” Varka held my gaze, steady and unyielding.

Sunshine screams as the mixture flying through the air strikes her down. I step inside the protection ring. I reach out to make an opening and pull her onto our side to protect her, but before I can pull Sunshine into my magic protection, one of the minions grabs Sunshine. He hits Sunshine one time with the salty-smelling potion, and it penetrates her body.