Slayer Black Magic Novels & Stories

Huge body-shaking sobs racked her body, each coming in a wave, and, with every sob, she let out a low whimper. "What's wrong?", Ray who was just coming in asked, "What happened?", he asked again "Lucy did this to him", Zeke replied, He had a lingering sadness in his eyes "How?", Ray asked, moving towards James who was laying helplessly on the bed, "How did she do this?", he asked again touching James red body "Black magic", Zeke said, "She used black magic", He added, his eyes misted over "She propelled a dagron and the fire caused this", Sarah buttressed, her face clouded with a mixture of sadness and disappointment in herself as she couldn't save James

Their faces were long and slender covered with the thin skin of the elderly. “Good evening, Brother Blake and Sister Clarissa.” Melchior greeted them. The black pendant that hung around his neck indicated that he proudly used shadow magic, otherwise known as black magic. In these times, many people would rather die than mess with black magic. But then, the olc order had never been known as cowards. Blake nodded. “Good evening Brother Melchior and Brother Casper.” He glanced at Clarissa, knowing they would expect the same greeting. “Good evening Brother Melchior and Brother Casper.” She said collectedly.

Durian said, which only earned him a glare from Maximus. “Well, I think they are back,” Saphira said in a sharp tone. “Who do you think was involved in this?” She turned to Ash with her hands folded across her chest. No one practiced black magic anymore, as it was forbidden in the supernatural world. Anyone who practices it already ends up becoming evil and gets deeply engaged in it because of the amount of power they could acquire, but the power comes at a great price. “There is only one person I could think of, Hazel,” Ash said in a bitter tone.

His voice had that edge, that tightly controlled panic he always tried to hide behind sarcasm and bravado. “Dead bodies don’t just rot like that. Not in seconds. And blood doesn’t turn black unless—” he paused, looking between us, his face twisted in a mix of confusion and fear, “—unless it’s been dead for a long time. Or something else is messing with it. I swear, it feels like we’re not dealing with just rogues. This feels like… like black magic.” That word seemed to suck the air out of the circle. Alpha Camden turned slowly, his sharp eyes settling on Shane with a kind of unreadable weight. “Careful with accusations like that,” he said, his voice like gravel and thunder. “Black magic is f

BLACK MAGIC My breath caught. I leaned closer, eyes scanning every word, my pulse pounding harder with each line. Black magic is among the most powerful and unconventional forms of healing known to the Lycan world. My stomach tightened. Its effects are immediate, forceful, and often miraculous in nature. Miraculous. Like me walking and standing. I swallowed. However, due to its unstable structure and disregard for natural balance, its use has been heavily restricted. In many packs, it has been outlawed entirely. The room felt too warm in that moment as I turned to the next page.

I continued The guards began to fall to their knees as they felt the wrath of my spells, they felt a sharp pain through their temples as none of them could stand up straight again, this excruciating pain tormented them even more as time went on, I have exceeded the boundaries now, I had to, it was my only chance of survival, I have entered into a different realm all together, I tapped into black magic, black magic is the most aggressive type of magic and it’s said to be contagious, witches over the years are forbidden from using black magic. My eyes were coated with blood, as the black magic consumed my soul and made me more powerful and hungry for blood. “Maledico tibi hodie … cum bestiis q

But the second that Cassidy saw Aaron on the ground, something switched inside of her, too. “You fucking bitch!” Cassidy shrieked, the same rage that Jo felt coursing through her own veins present in her aunt. An intense blast of blue light filled the room, as if every element of magic the Hybrid had within her was unleashed all at the same time. Jo heard it sizzle past her as it sent its blinding light out across the room, knocking all of the Vampires and Assassins between Cassidy and Holland aside and sending the Vampire Queen into the wall behind her with a sharp, thwack.

With my pup now safe, I can fight back. I gripped his hand and pulled it from my throat. As I felt my warm blood roll down the cool skin of my neck, I let the cold shards of my black magic enter his skin. He screamed and stepped back so that his body was no longer pressed up against mine. Keeping hold of his hand, I turned around to face him with a deadly expression plastered across my face. I pushed out with my power, forcing it to roll over him. He growled and hissed and dropped to his knees. The black smoke whirled around us both, like my own personal tornado. The thick black mist shrouded us in darkness, blocking out everything else. I could no longer see the trees and the shrub, or Cole

Magnus Blackthorn. The name didn’t mean much to most. Not anymore. But it was him. I knew it. The record said he was once a respected healer. A gifted man who studied the ancient magics—until something twisted in him. Until he began experimenting with forbidden rituals. Ones that used living power. Blood. Soul. The record ended abruptly. No details on how they stopped him. Just one line: “Sealed beneath the Hollow. Bound in blood and oath.” I swore under my breath and slammed the file shut.