Slayer Black Magic Novels & Stories

His breathing sounded as if he was on the verge of death. Luna looked at her pet. He stared at her intently so the girl just rolled her eyes before two large black magic circles appeared; on the ground where the boy was laying and on top of him. Wasting no time, Luna healed all the wounds of the child inside and outside his body using her combined knowledge of healing spells and black magic. Fortunately, black magic has a wide scope that she managed to save him before he could even die. With the help of her healing spells, she made his body look brand new as if he was never on the brink of death earlier. It seems like anything she could think of might be done with her power now. Based on her

Grandma always said that the black colour gives a calm atmosphere to concentrate while practicing a spell. I stood in front of it and the huge oak double doors opened by itself, sensing my presence. Those doors were under a spell that could recognise a person's aura. If someone was a resident or came with friendly intentions, it will open itself. But if some ill-willed being tried to enter, it will block them out.

Tallulah’s Pov The horrific, gaping wound in the centre of Silas’s chest did not bleed. Instead, it continuously leaked a thick, suffocating black miasma that began to violently stain the pristine silver web of the spiritual plane. "You struck me down in the physical world," Silas mocked, his distorted voice scraping against my mind like rusted iron. "But my blood was bound to the dark magic of the obsidian. You merely freed my spirit to poison the leylines directly from the source."

The Elder Council, for their part, stood on both sides of him, their expressions cold with supreme power. His old eyes fixed on to me, predatory and alert. “Lyra Valen, also known as Luna of Silverfang Pack,” his magically magnified voice carried throughout the utterly hushed compound. "You have been officially charged with the use of black magic, plotting against the existing pack structure, and knowingly killing seventeen wolves in Shadowlands with your corrupt power." My blood went cold as ice in my veins.

//////////////// ILLICIT AFFAIRS GN CHAPTER 30 Disciplined the Vampire When no one rushed to the bar to hit me, Owen explained: "I'm a witch. All the witches who come here use white magic, earth magic. We do no harm with our spells." “Black witches use blood and death in their magic. Animal sacrifices, even humans, are used to increase the power of their spells. This is costly to their souls. Every time they practice black magic, they defile their souls. That's why it's called black magic; the practitioner's soul bears the imprint of his work." "Can you see people's souls?"

me makes my eyes tremble. It resembled my visions exactly. Dimitri was in front of me, his lips and chest gushing blood from a dagger. I stabbed him in the heart with the silver knife in my shaking hands. I scream, “No, no, no, no, no!!!” and hastily place him on the ground. I took the dagger from him; the darkest magic had tainted and contaminated it. I covered his wound with my hands.“Alpha!” exclaimed Lance and Gabe as they hurried to join us. The whole pack stopped to watch, terrified of what would happen to their alpha. Dimitri tries to pronounce “Isabelle—” but it only sounds like a dry cough. I close my eyes and start chanting a healing spell, saying, “No Dimitri don’t speak, I’m goi

Levi demanded. "Black magic," the guard said grimly. "It's a practice where the subject uses their own life energy to help cast magic. People who practice are cursed and will die painfully and slowly to the point they go mad. In order for the subject to sustain their life for long periods of time they have to sacrifice a living being—and the sacrifice whose life energy is drained dries up and becomes a mummy." So it was her in Red Fang territory when we were. Son of a bitch.

“*** Ψυχές χώριες, ψυχές δεμένες. Χρησιμοποιήστε το σκοτάδι μέσα για να τροφοδοτήσετε τη φλόγα της κόλασης που καίει τις ψυχές χώρια. Καθρεφτίστε μας, σκιάστε μας, χρωματίστε την εικόνα μας και προβάλετε την αντανάκλασή μας στον κόσμο. Souls apart ,souls bound. Use the darkness within to fuel the hell flame that burns souls apart. Mirror us , shadow us ,form in our image and project our reflection unto the world.**” I could feel the darkness slowly consuming me more and more as we chanted but I couldn’t stop chanting. It was now too late to go back. Steam soon filled the entire room as the thick dark cloudy like form blinded us only to soon reveal the results of the forbidden spell casted w

I had my home back. But as I sat there in the silence, I realized something was wrong. My wolf wasn't celebrating. She was whimpering. I reached inside, trying to find the source of her distress. A sharp, burning pain flared in my chest. It wasn't from the fight. It was deeper. It was in my soul. I coughed, and when I pulled my hand away from my mouth, it was covered in black, oily blood. Damon’s final revenge. He hadn't just used gold to buy off the Council. He had used black magic.

But he rose again, stubborn, stupid, eyes glowing with hunger as he charged toward me. I didn’t flinch. With a cry that shook me to the bone, I pulled Laya to my side, wrapping my power around her like a cloak. Then I hurled the black magic at him. The blast struck, and his growl turned into a scream... it was loud, piercing, and terrible. He writhed on the ground, his body seared with shadows that clung like fire. He clawed at himself as though to tear it off, but there was no escape.