Shadow Magic Book Novels & Stories

The room was dimly lit, the heavy scent of cigar smoke curling through the air. Alessandro De Luca leaned back in his leather chair, swirling a glass of red wine. Across from him, Mateo Salazar stood with calculated ease, his sharp eyes betraying no emotion. The silence between them was razor-thin, each man waiting for the other to speak first. “A man of your reputation shouldn’t be wasting his time in the shadows, Alessandro.” Mateo spoke, breaking the silence. “Especially not when there’s an opportunity to reclaim what’s rightfully yours.”

“The sword is a powerful weapon against any being. So, safeguard it with your life.” “Tell them about the book, love.” Everlee smiled at her mate. They really looked perfect together. I wondered if they ever fought over something. From what they just showed us, they never kept secrets from one another. “The Book of Darkness, Liber Umbra, or The Shadow Book can be used for both good and evil, but there’s always a price.” “Like life or soul kind of price?” “Yes, Ryden. It depends on the black magic you want to use. It can bring someone back to life. It can cause severe destruction of any living being. Nothing is good about it, but brings destruction and death.”

The old man called out to me. Turning my head to the old man, he had a look in his eyes, he wanted me to do something. “I want you to pick one, male or woman to train with you.” The old man said. “Perché?”(Why) I asked, turning my attention back to in front of me. “Con l'aiuto dell'Ombra della Morte in persona.” (Having the help of The Shadow of Death herself) The old man said. I could still be sleeping, it was only 11 o’clock but why not show these men why they should fear women. Giving a slight nod nod the old man walked away leaving me to stand alone.

I felt satisfied with what I was holding and took it out of the closet with me so I could wear it for dinner. After I was done picking out my outfit I decided to go back to the black book that my teacher gave me and try to see if I could teach myself a spell. I held the book in my hand for a few seconds before finally opening it. I could feel a small smile on my face when the book opened easily. When I looked inside the book I saw that there was one spell on the first page of the book. I could feel a frown replace the smile on my face. I couldn’t understand why the spell Shadow was the first thing I had to learn. What does it even do?

The remnants of someone’s bedroom that was long forgotten about crashed around us. We screamed in terror. I was beginning to fear the house was going to fall down on us. We continued to hear the sound of slamming and fighting happening through the house. I was clawing at everything to try and find an escape. Out of nowhere, a book dropped in my lap. It was old. It looked like it used to be cream colored with purple lace. This matches Gabrielle’s style. I saw a key lock. Suddenly, a key dropped from the binding of the book. It was a diary of some kind. I think Gabrielle’s spirit or someone wants me to have this. I shoved it into my bag and peaked out the door. I could tell it was still not s

“Unfortunately, she used her magic to escape.” “It’s a good thing we have our bodies with us, then,” Martin said to Nick. “There’s no telling what that lunatic would do if she found them unattended.” “I fear you are right with that remark,” Sir Edward said with a sad shake of his head. “Heloise is no longer a member of our shadow walker family. She has converted to the dark side of shadow land. She is to be considered unpredictable and very dangerous. We have sent forth orders to eliminate her on sight.” He looked directly at Nick. “Will this be a problem for you?”

Ava's words stayed on my mind, and I knew my bed would soon be empty. "Olivja, please," Jack said as he followed me into the bedroom. "What do you want, Jack?" I asked him, and he looked down with no response. "The feeling was overwhelming," he said, and I laughed. "You'd better head to Shadow and complete what you began, Jack. Don't expect my consent, as it will never come. I'll never say it's alright just to ease your conscience. The truth is, it's not alright! It's painful! It feels like a betrayal, and I can't recover from it. So, don't waste time hoping I'll have a change of heart because I won't. I'm the one who loses in this. Not you, not her, not the damn pack members, just me. Me an

Books shifted, clanking against each other, like a mini, localized earthquake. "This is not safe!" Kit shouted, pulling Siron to run. But Siron stared at the shadow. Something held him in place, a mix of fear and strange recognition. This was connected to Alaric. To the curse. The shadow raised a hand, or something resembling a hand, and pointed directly at Siron. Give him back... The voice echoed in his head. Then, with a swift movement, the shadow swept its hand to the side. With a deafening thud, the entire bookshelf at the end of the aisle, a ceiling-high shelf packed with volumes of encyclopedias, collapsed onto the floor. An explosion of dust and paper flew everywhere. Kit screamed. Si

This wasn't the time for Caleb to stall. "The book of shadows. Luna...she recited an incantation and disappeared instantly",Caleb finished lamely. Henrietta gasped. The book of shadows belonged to the last Great Sorceress, Annabelle Hale. It contained powerful dark magic and had been sealed close by Annabelle before the annihilation of the Sorcerers. Only a powerful Sorcerer or Sorceress could open the book of shadows and yet, Layla did. This only proved Layla was indeed a Sorceress, and a powerful one at that.

I commanded, my voice echoing with a resonance that was not entirely my own. ​The iron bolts groaned, a sound like a giant waking from a long slumber. The door swung open slowly, revealing a chamber filled with a soft, ethereal glow. Thousands of scrolls were tucked into honeycomb shelves that reached into the darkness above, and in the center stood a pedestal made of pure obsidian. On it sat the book, bound in skin that shimmered like a raven’s wing. ​"The Book of Shadows," Lila whispered, her torch flickering as if the room itself were trying to snuff it out. "It actually exists."