Slytherin Novels & Stories

Bram’s grip on his greatsword was tight, his posture rigid with unease. As they stepped forward, the passage widened into another chamber, this one illuminated by a deep crimson glow. The walls shimmered with pulsating veins of energy, branching out from a single point at the room’s center. There, resting on a raised pedestal of carved obsidian, lay a sword unlike any they had ever seen.

Deep in the mountains, hidden beneath layers of enchanted mist, stood the towering fortress of the Obsidian Crescent Academy. Unlike The Sanctum of Mirrors surroundings, the Obsidian Crescent exuded an air of menace. The dark stone walls were etched with glowing runes, and the grounds pulsed with chaotic energy. Inside the academy’s central hall, Selene, the formidable leader of the rival school, stood before a gathering of students. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall over her sharp shoulders, and her piercing silver eyes held the room captive.

He narrowed his eyes at the title and I realized that he wasn't completely comfortable with it. “There has been war, targeting mostly Lycans. Most of the lycan clans have been destroyed. Mine is the only one still standing in the south. We don't know who these people are, they move smoothly, too smoothly. The seers say they use black magic. That's all we know” I explained. He pondered for a while, “That may explain how they moved so quickly without being noticed. I sympathize with you and your people. But what exactly do you want with us?”

Erik let go of the blade, the students and staff watched as the sword was dropping to the ground, but as suddenly as it appeared, it disappeared in thin air before hitting the ground. "And fourth, we have Slytherin. Salazar had one male heir, that he disowned just years after he finished his magic education, and quoting the man, himself, 'the little bastard is a power hungry bigot of a disappointment', and so, is his last will, he reaffirmed the disown of his son, and left all his possessions to his goddaughter, Susan Sally Ravenclaw, his only true heir. Any other that claims that is a liar." That seemed to agitate some older students from

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Some thing was about to happen; she could sense it. Beside her, her loyal companion, a majestic black wolf named Luna, her grandmother, exhibited a restlessness of her own. The fur on her back stood on end, her keen eyes scanning the surroundings with an intensity matching Emily's own unease. Luna Malfoy had always been attuned to Emily's emotions, and now her wolf instincts seemed to amplify the growing strangeness in the air.

" Blake explained. "I don't have two months," Queen said sadly. "My parents' lives are at stake." "I understand," Blake replied. "I do have another solution though." "Please tell me," Queen said desperately. "Relax, I will. There's a man called Suarez, he is the one who owns this club." "Suarez? I've never heard of him before." Queen said. "Yeah, Suarez is ruthless and evil, but he's also a very strong ally of Christopher Stallion," Blake explained.

he asked, a faint scent of liquor flowing in the air when he opened his mouth to speak. "Not me, but Sony. Follow me." I turned around and led him back down the dimly lit hallway toward my room. Although my head was screaming, Sony, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something off about him. The familiar scent that my wolf had identified as belonging to an enemy increased.

But these past few years, the Middle Region Magic Academy's' previous results could only be described as bad. The rank bottom in all the academies resource ranking. Although in power ranking, the Middle Region Magic Academy ranks higher. That was because of the appearance of two individuals. One is the son of the famous magician from the Seeker Association and from a prestigious family, known as Almond Amulet." Almina's eyes twitched from the name. This name was of course very familiar to her, after all, It was her big brother.

Even with her lively and lovely looking fashion choice resembling that of a doll, her expression and posture silently screams arrogance and 'keep a mile distance' at first glance. "I-Is that—" "What's so shocking, 'big brothers'?" That annoyingly high-pitched voice, there is no way they would not recognize it. "Zelda!?" the brothers blurted in chorus. Fourteen years old Zelda is a talented mage notable for her wide knowledge in everything animal and beast-related information. She is the adopted daughter of an old mage woman who resides in the town who is renowned for her healing skills and great mystical wisdom, which she provides for the town folks free of charge. Even at her age, her maste

I shrugged off the feeling of eyes on me and focused back in on class. After a while I couldn't help but glance back and was met with a smirk from Timothy. He still wasn't my type but I could admit he was attractive, those blue eyes seemed to burn into me even with the distance between us but something made me feel uneasy about him. Maybe it was lack of dealing with other packs but a feeling of danger was brewing in my mind. The brush of my wolf against the barrier in my mind had me even more stir crazy, class couldn't end fast enough. I was looking forward to the bell and getting away from his gaze. "Rouge." Scarlet nudged me, the bell was ringing loudly; my eyes had been fixed on the door