The Death Mage Novels & Stories

Damon stared hard at the bodies expressionless. Alex stood next to him as they watched the pack’s physician who was currently bent over, examining one of the dead men. A few warriors stood around them waiting for the physician to be done, and finally, he stood up with a sigh. “Sorcery,” He announced much to the shock of everyone. Damon felt his face hardened at the declaration, the two men had been his pack’s warriors. “We’ve lost three warriors to this witch!” Alex said angrily.

Who knows. I get distracted by some footsteps but I don’t look away from Mags, she’s my only focus. “If this is the sack of shit you want to defend, here he is. Viuda Negra dies tonight,” Dozer booms, as he drops Hugo on the ground, feet away. The male cries out in agony, though if he’s as high as I’m guessing he’s probably feeling a fraction of what he should. The Reeve’s eyes go wide as his arm with the gun lowers on its own. Mick doesn’t wait. We run toward him at full speed with all we have, just as I see a wolf I know to be Asher, also known as Missile, lunges from behind.

It had become an inevitable end for it to be that his single moment of hope in a very long time had the end to become losing what he got after so much effort. It was tiring as it was excruciating and his tone told of those feeling as did the vigour he embodied in trying to pry himself out to his own release. “Ross, Raymond, hold him down, don’t let him escape.” Samantha ordered as she saw to the success rate of his attempts. “It’s as if the death is causing his strength to invigorate.” Ross said, as the high mage finally blurted out words to add to what he told of. “It’s his emotions, they’re flaring everywhere and it’s only to be expected. He witnessed the death of his own long wanted child

I now command you to surrender immediately or all of you will be killed! The pirates below had already been frightened by the enormous lethality of the 'Death Cloud Technique' and were about to flee. Now, after hearing Christine's voice, they knew that the two mages had intervened and immediately fell to their knees, too scared to move. Legends said that magicians had great power. In the eyes of the pirates, the master mage had appeared not long after the sneak attack had begun. The pirates feared that the master mage had known all along. Now, with hundreds of their companions lying dead before them, the mage's horror was even more apparent. Who would dare disobey?

However, it was enough to make those who were plagued with guilt feel unsettled. I learned later on that Layla's mother was asking around for information and knowledge about spirits and entities. So, I arranged for someone to give her a talisman. The talisman was coated with a special substance. A person would begin hallucinating if they carried the talisman with them over an extended period. I was hoping Layla's mother would have trouble going to sleep because of the talisman's effects. Perhaps the heavens had learned of what happened to Hazel or Layla's mother had committed way too many sins. She actually let slip their secrets during Layla's livestream!

Not to forget the rumors I had heard about the ruthless alpha. This mage was practically handing me over to be killed, because he would kill me. So what was the point? I was just postponing my death, and I knew this mage knew that. He just didn't care about one measly life to accomplish his goals. If this was how terrible the mage's were, it was no wonder they'd been abolished. No one needed to be this powerful, or this evil. "I'm not leaving you with a choice. You will do as I have said, or I will—" I drowned the rest of his words out.

I stare at the lovely city of Manchester as I weigh my options. It’s either bankruptcy and death or marriage and coronation. I guess the latter isn’t much of a bad idea, only it is. Whatever the case, my father’s murders must pay. I have a secret after all, I can hardly die.

YOU EARNED THE CARD GRADE SSS INDESTRUCTIBLE SHIELD. A joyful voice manifested in the cozy room, Ariet the Archmage sat down on the soft bed, he had a languid and lazy behavior. Nothing like the suffering Archmage who said heroic words but unfortunates. "What happened after Ariet death?" the Archmage asked while stretching himself on the soft bed, he ignored all the mission's prizes. He was more interested to know what happened to his fool friends of this last world.

Leela wailed, her strength finally failing. Her knees buckled, hitting the floor with a hollow thud. The crimson vines on her neck weren't just markings anymore; they were burning channels of magma beneath her skin. The death magic from the iron ring was surging back up the tether, a black tide of corruption rushing directly into her chest to extinguish her light.

“Don’t even start Conor; I don’t care why you killed him. He was the best henchman I ever had, and you killed him over a woman! Sickening- Pathetic even!” Zachary started walking over to me. “Presently, there is a single Mage on this planet who possesses that same secret magic.” He grabbed me by my left arm and dragged me into the center of the open space and snapped his fingers. “Only one Mage can have the Death magic at a time. I bet you’ll never guess who that is, rat.” He hauled me to my feet and held my left arm tightly. I wish it weren’t me. “I’ll make you pay for not telling me about that magic sooner.” He hissed in my ear. “If you thought I wouldn't find out about this magic, I hope