Vivi Black Mage Novels & Stories

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

The shadows in the corners of the room seemed to stretch toward the book, hungry and listening. "It's fighting you," Marcus Blackthorn drawled from the armchair in the corner. He was swirling a glass of blood-laced bourbon, looking for all the world like a bored aristocrat watching a gladiator match. "Dark magic has an immune system, Vida. It knows you're a High Witch. It doesn't like you." "I don't need it to like me," I muttered, wiping a fresh trickle of blood from my nose with the back of my hand. "I need it to talk."

Every whisper of death that had been waiting for me and I smiled, blood and light dripping down my skin. “I am Violet Black,” I hissed, voice echoing with something strange and my body burning with that strange yet familiar magic “And I am done being hunted.” Blue let out a piercing roar that shook the skies, her scales igniting with the same furious light. The ground split open beneath us, glowing lines of energy shooting outward and the monster stumbled, trying to move but it was already too late. My eyes blazed white as I raised my dagger, magic swirling through my veins. “Let’s see who the real predator is.”

He witnessed it happening in front of his eyes. After the incident was over, he made a vow to become the greatest leader of the Vichell family and protected his siblings while avenging their parents’ death. His magical power was called the destructive black magic. He was the most powerful among the siblings and could destroy an entire building with a snap of a hand. There were five members of the family, the eldest was Herod, the second one was the eldest daughter of the family, Josephine Vichell, the brunette haired woman was called the blood lady. Because she was able to control blood within human veins.

“Ecaeris is a necromancer. She would be my brother’s betrothed, were we of mankind. Their arrangement is more... informal, however.” A woman strode out of the ruins of the mage college. She paused, looking over at us, and the wind caught in the edges of her black cloak, and swirled the long tangles of her hair. Fierce, I thought, and arrestingly beautiful in the way of a wild creature, her eyes glowing like topaz within the black smeared deliberately in a band across her eyes, as if she wore a mask. Fingers had dragged the black down her left cheek in lines, and up her right temple.

"Looks like we have. Your army is defeated. Your plan failed. Give up." "Never! I'll never stop until you're destroyed!" She pulled something from her pocket. A small vial filled with dark liquid. "Don't!" Teddy shouted. "That's death magic! If she drinks that, she'll become something else! Something worse!" But it was too late. Vivian downed the vial in one gulp. Her body began to convulse. Bones cracking. Muscles bulging. Her wolf form emerged, but wrong. Twisted. Twice the normal size with eyes that glowed red.

Vivory was very angry but her father was the most powerful vampire in their palace who held the power of the black mages, their creators. "Arghhhh..." She gritted her teeth in anger and promised herself that she would follow Severus no matter where he was. At that moment, not only Vivory was in the middle of her anger, but also Elixer. He felt that Severus surpassed him again in the eye of the Lord. He glared at the window and his eyes glowed with a red color. When the forbidden room was emptied, Lord Treznor was filled with hope because he used again Severus against their enemy.

Hell, a fair amount of them used water as their first introduction to the Elemental arts. Not Shadwell, though. As a Black-fur, he couldn’t create an affinity for such a healing Element to use in his magick. His gifts - if you could call them that - were of a much more complicated and forbidden nature. He could scratch the surface of his potential and did fine for himself with what he could do. However, Black-furs could only access their core magick by using a no-fur conduit.

When he got closer to Carlos, he saw that he was staring at his wife who was in the kitchen, making food that none of them would eat. "You can't just tell us to find Maria Blackwheel," Clark said. "Who the hell is she?" "She is a descendant of James Blackwheel," Savannah explained, standing up and not daring to look at Carlos' face as Clark had did. "My husband mentioned her name three times when he was doing a research on werewolves. He said she was very powerful and could form a link between the human world and the world of the werewolves. He said she was a saviour. A woman destined to liberate mankind from the evil reign of the werewolves at an appointed time when the moon is full. She is

she shouted and my apartment began to rotate. Before I could say anything, she turned a vampiress and charged towards me, the next thing I felt was a sharp pain on my neck, I felt like my spirit is leaving me, I began to lost my strength little by little before I finally blacked out. . . . 🪐VAMPIRES WORLD 🪐. 👻Princess Maijat👻.