The Lone Necromancer Novels & Stories

He cast a brief glance at Mom, then looked back at Patrick. Patrick's body swayed slightly. He forced out the question with difficulty. "Is it Aubree?" The young officer nodded. "It's Aubree." Mom froze mid-motion and turned sharply to glare at the officer. "What the hell are you talking about? How could that wretched girl be dead? "A scourge like her could live a thousand years! Even if she drove me to my grave, she'd still be fine! You people must've screwed up the test. Run it again!"

He had a dark beard and wild, black hair that reached his shoulders, his lifeless black eyes staring blankly back at them. “Who do you think he was?” Georgia asked. “I don’t know. It doesn’t matter. I kept getting glimpses of his conscience. His mind was so dark. His wolf was always in control. I could see parts of his memories. He was the one that killed my predecessor. The man behind the Lycan didn’t matter to him. It was Anubis he was after all along. Once he realized that Anubis survived through me, he’s been trying to hunt us down ever since. He would have never stopped and killed as many innocent people as it took to get to me. Whoever he might have once been, any humanity he might hav

Page after page of the Grimoire opened by itself, the pages moving quickly as if enchanted. Even more frightening was the dark mist that appeared with the opening of the Grimoire. "Congratulations, Luna. You have reached the end of the game," the familiar voice echoed. It came from the Grimoire, the voice of the seventh reincarnation that had previously inhabited Rafe's body. "So this is what he's after?" I muttered to myself. I had wondered why the werewolf man had stopped appearing, and now I had the answer. He was preparing this evil plan.

With the picture tucked securely in my pocket, I left Elara’s room, and took a walk back to my own room, locking the door behind me. “Anima in tenebris, levate vis, ignis in ferro, puritatem in sanguine.” I whispered, allowing the cloaking spell that had hidden my athame collection to lift like a veil. Tonight’s sacrifice would be unlike any other. It had to be special; it had to be memorable for Elara. I envisioned her holding her own blade, a pristine weapon untouched by the sins of my past.

“Entering their mansion is like walking into the devil’s lair. No man has ever lived who decided to go against the Romano Empire. They’re merciless to their enemies.” “No man, I know,” I echoed and nodded slowly. “I am not a man, and I am not going to make the same mistake that others did. It’s about time they realize what eye for an eye means.” I shook my head and spoke slowly. “They have to pay. I will make them pay. Romanos played Gods for a long time now. It’s about time they see what hell looks like.” “It is not going to be easy, Lilliana.” I knew that it was a war—a war with an invincible enemy.

But Luca's plan was their biggest threat, and the evil that lay beyond the Delacroix's cellar's door had to remain locked away. "We are sure," Luann sounded firm and confident as she spoke for the coven. Romulus gave them another minute to change their minds. When they didn't, he turned to the keystone and unfurled the scroll with shaking hands. His lips barely moved as he chanted the words engraved on the scroll by his forefathers. 'Keepers of Legend grant this great chance. Reality fabric, get rid of this keystone.' Lightning and thunder flashed across the sky when the keystone began to glow.

His eyes traveled lower down my eyes and his gaze seemed to soften when he realized I was crying. "I do." He said. "But you are supposed to live here." I looked at him unbelievably. Maybe he was a psychopath. Kidnappings girls just for his crazy reasons. Or because he loved calling this place as Underworld. "I'm not going to die here just because of you! However crazy you are, somebody will come here looking for me." I shouted. He raised a brow at that. "You are already dead. And secondly, mortals don't come out here unless they're dead. So no, nobody is coming here for you. And even if they do, they would already be dead." He spoke.

None would. I was led by the guard inside. He left me on the hall and I just stood there for good fifteen seconds before I noticed something. Footsteps. I heard heavy footsteps. I turned at my back and finally saw someone walking down the long and dark staircase. Everything in the place is dark. Dull. Lifeless. When I saw Alec's face, I understood why it was designed that way. He looked like an evil lord. It only suits hm. Darkness. A never ending one.

But nothing compared to the pair of eyes that stared deep into Cassandra's. "Listen, even I could not tame the Magic Mirror completely, and on the night of the winter solstice, by the light of a blue moon that rises at midnight, it is open to all, which means from the moment the moon enters its quarter until the moment of dawn, anyone can cross over. Koschei the Deathless also knew this, and he is building an army to pass through to the human world. If that happens, death and destruction will follow. Do you know how many evil warlocks, monsters, dark elementals, sorcerei, and supernatural beings there are in the World Beyond? If not all of them, most of them are serving Koschei by now. I was

The fallen soldiers, even those who had been sliced in half, began to twitch and rise, their bodies reanimated by Hugh’s call. Prince Ludiciel and everyone else froze, eyes wide in horror as they watched the dead claw their way back to life. The battlefield that was once filled with bloodshed now became an even more terrifying nightmare. "Necromancy…" Sera hissed, her lip curling in disgust. "I can't believe he has a necromancer on his side. I thought they were all extinct." Alaric groaned, his face twisted in frustration as he flew down. "Tch, things just got a lot worse."