Sirius Black Wand Runes Novels & Stories

If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black. The feeling of the pendant against her skin was both grounding and empowering. The cool touch of the silver filigree and the smooth surface of the gemstone provided a tactile reminder of her connection to her heritage and the protection it offered. The runes and symbols etched into the silver felt cool against her skin, their presence reassuring her that she was protected and that her powers were being kept in check.

Elegantly dressed in deep blue robes, he steps around the desk. “How can I help?” He questions. His voice was deep and soothing, and his greying hair was slicked back into a low ponytail, kept there by a rope. “The King wishes for you to activate the witch’s amulet and send this girl to her own world with it to be destroyed there.” The Wizard’s expression becomes alerted to the words and steps closer to me. This was the first time someone had approached me where I felt no fear, I just didn’t know why.

“If you help us, we’ll help you. It’s a fair trade. You can’t save your lover if you’re tied up here. It’s in your best interest to cooperate, for both your sakes.” Seb studied her for a long moment, weighing her words. Finally, he exhaled, his voice hoarse from the gag. “Alright,” he said reluctantly. “You’re right. The pattern is wizardry. It’s an ancient rune from Tiryn. But it’s upside down here. Flip the book. Leila did so. When she looked back at the page, her mouth dropped open. Her eyes were wide in shock. I leaned in, my heart racing. Seconds later, I realized my expression mirrored Leila’s.

Isolde, scanning the runes, mused, "This one radiates anger. So, to counter it, we'll need..." "Calm," Liora finished for her, closing her eyes and murmuring a spell of serenity. The rune reacted, shimmering and then fading. Elysia darted forward, pointing at a rune pulsing with a haunting blue hue. "This one... It's sorrow." Niamh stepped forward, her voice filled with determination. "Then we combat it with joy." Conjuring a series of light orbs that danced and twinkled, she directed them toward the sorrowful rune, which reacted by glowing warmly and dissipating.

Chapter 10: The Rune Weapon There were reasons why the Blackfrost brothers were being feared by other countries across Wolftopia. One of the reasons was because the king and princes were bestowed with the most powerful rune weapons ever known in the werewolf’s realm. The rune weapons contained the crystalized soul of mystical creatures, which its magical power could utilize by the weapon’s possessor. Not all magicians mastered the art to preserve a soul inside a rune crystal. Ethan Brownfur was one of the rarest magicians that possessed special talent to induce fragmented soul into a weapon.

But one rune she had learnt to draw by heart. Her gaze darted to Yvonne’s wiggling fingers and the first sparks of magic and then flickered to Dorian preparing to pounce, his wolf coming to the surface. ‘No…I can’t let her harm him,’ she thought and raised her hand. With her forefinger, she drew the Algiz (ᛉ) rune, the rune for protection and connection to the divine. Yvonne’s hands faltered, the magic flickering slightly as Serena pushed the glowing rune slightly when it was completely, waiting with bated breath to show it’s magic and just when Yvonne’s mouth opened, no doubt to spew a snark, the light from the rune fluttered and swirled around Serena and Dorian.

“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

“Wolfsbane, nightshade, silver, they can all weaken werewolves. There must be something that can weaken me too.” “When Astra gave me the bracelet she said it was a cursed object made from black magic but what if the iron also weakens me too?” There was a brief silence before Gabriel shook his head. “No. Not Iron.” Gabriel said as he picked up his phone. “What?!” Lori blurted out as she looked at Draco who looked equally confused. “Draco, we need a witch. Here now!” He finally looked up from his phone and Draco started moving. “On it.”

This was actually happening! "Next full moon, do the spell twice." I nodded my head vigorously. "Since you're buying a double batch this time, we'll even give you a ten percent discount." She smiled, her eyes glistening. I didn't care what it cost. I was willing to go into severe credit card debt over this. There was nothing more that mattered to me than getting my wolf back. "What about three times?"

“Cut it out!” “Stay away from Willie.” Owen snapped, his once chocolate eyes now a blazing yellow. Shit. This is not good. “You won’t be making orders around here after the full moon.” Rune growled back. “I will be Alpha and there’s nothing you can do about it.” His green eyes were now a darker blue. Fuck.