Strongest Necromancer Of Heavens Gate Novels & Stories

He grabbed me and sat me on his knees, bringing my head against his chest, stroking my hair, and swaying softly. "But I saw it," I said between breaths, for all I could know, Matteo could be lying, he wasn't the grim reaper choosing who should live or die. Who gave him that kind of power? He is the dark lord, he gave himself that kind of power, the thoughts ran through my mind, this man here was responsible for the life of a lot of people, people who he could kill with just a finger snap. Including me. He caressed my hair gently as he cooed, as if he was talking to a baby. His movement was soft and before I knew it, I calmed down.

His jaw is set, and I can see the wheels turning behind his eyes. The telling of it was exhausting. Every detail—Hera’s visit, the curse, the reincarnations, the gypsy witches’ sacrifice. Kieran did most of the talking, his voice steady and factual, while I filled in the emotional gaps. Kael’s fingers drum against his desk. “What you’re saying is that we have the same enemy: the necromancer.” He pauses, his frustration evident. “But we’re no closer to identifying him.” “No,” Kieran confirms.

Before we could process what he just said, we heard claps from behind us followed by a hoarse voice that dripped with evil intentions. “Well done, Phoenix. I expected nothing less.” Alpha Flynn’s men directed their weapons at her – the witch who worked for Myron, the bitch who poisoned my brother. Gil growled at her and so did Alpha Flynn’s men. Liam warned that she was powerful, but also said she was easy picking for Jaymer. Let’s see what this sack of potatoes can do. “It’s an honor to finally meet you, descendant of the First One,” she said between creepy chuckles as she bowed to Jaymer.

The wizards had refused to serve him in life, but in their quasi-death they no longer had a choice. When he had awakened enough of their power, the Necromancer changed his spell. His voice grew louder and names began to appear within his incantation: Tomas, Viktor and Andre, his three black waziri lieutenants. Reflexively, he almost included Josef, but caught himself before uttering the name.

I guess Zane likes that. Zane is a complication I wish I could erase. He’s more powerful than I imagined. I knew he was powerful because he was friends with Liam. Liam warned me Zane was powerful, but I thought Liam was exaggerating. He wasn’t. Even Liam didn’t know Zane was that powerful, nor did we know he was a necromancer. I know necromancers are real and that they only come from Zane’s coven. Our boss knows a lot about him. I didn’t realize the extent of his power. Watching him save all those people while he simultaneously put Ghost in his place was sobering.

“No, Nathan. The old one… it isn’t done yet.” “Yes it is. All the Riding Hoods are dead—though weirdly, the last three weren’t killed by me,” I say. Tears glimmer in Hecate’s eyes. “No, Nathan. They’re not.” My hand jerks out of hers. “No.” Selene takes a breath. “There’s another prophecy. Older than both of us. It says Lucifer will mate the strongest witch to ever live, and they’ll have a child powerful enough to overthrow God.”

It all came back to her, but what she didn't understand was why he was here? Nara trying to ask as she felt herself and her witches growing weaker, "why are you here? What do you want?". The necromancer bent down to her level smiling evily, "you see I'll tell you, my powers have a little issue, I'm still strong but I need a little enhancement witch. And your nephew is the perfect sacrifice for this", as he said that Nara grunted trying to get him but couldn't, the necromancer laughed standing up straight and moving around.

‘Once we’re safe, you’re going to tell me yours and Mateo’s entire history. ‘Sure,’ is Anika’s only response. ‘But first we need to get out of this.’ ‘Right.’ "Oh, Anika, you naughty girl," Armia says, drawing my attention back to her. "You tricked my brother into thinking you died, only to go into hiding." Shit, she could feel Anika? Just how powerful was this bitch? ‘She was the strongest necromancer of our time,’ Anika explains. ‘Her powers outdid those of even the elders.’

"It's a powerful necromancer, and it's been manipulating us from the start." The necromancer's lips curled into a twisted smile, its gaze fixed upon us with a chilling intensity. "Very perceptive, little human," it said, its voice a guttural, otherworldly rumble. "But you are too late to stop what is coming." It raised its hand, and the air crackled with the energy of its dark power. Elijah, Liam, and I braced ourselves, our weapons raised in a desperate attempt to defend against the impending onslaught.

I take a deep breath and bring my hands to my head, running them through my hair and tugging it slightly. How could I not even think of that option? That bastard wasn't satisfied with shooting Azael and getting us to split up. I had to kidnap the person I love and need the most in this world, my mother. - Lailah, I think you misunderstood me ...- Azael murmurs, getting up from his chair, somewhat surprised. I frown. -What do you mean? He looks me straight in the eye before answering. -That I was in charge of killing your father. Harrison Tucson is dead.