Yami Dark Magic Novels & Stories

It is for that reason alone that I am grateful to the Fates for meddling and sending us here, not that I would ever tell anyone that. Energy shifts in the air, the feel of Jamari’s magic wraps around me, enticing the darkness buried inside me to come out and devour it. My vision begins to blur, the edges slowly fading to black as I fight against the darkness scratching to be let out. An endeavor that has slowly become harder to achieve.

"We found prisoners. In the back room. Wolves who were being bled for dark magic." Dain's family. I pulled away from Rowan. "Are they alive?" "Some of them." Lyra's voice was careful. "But there's something else. Something you need to see." She led us through the forge to a back chamber, where a crude altar had been constructed from black stone. On it lay a book—ancient, leather-bound, its pages covered in the same symbols that had been carved into the blood mage's staff. "It's a grimoire," Lyra said quietly. "A book of dark magic. And it contains a ritual—a way to counter the Silver Flame."

"So they told us the same thing." "Adrian, what did Samael tell you?" Amaris asked. "Nothing, I can't contact him." He told them as he walked over to Youana waking her up. "What do you mean?" "To contact him I would have to unlock my abilities and I don't want to do that." Youana stretched up asking him to pick her up which he did. "Why not?" Lilith inquired as confused as everyone else. "Unlike the rest of you, my magic is dark, it's chaos if I ever give chaos the control it craves there is no telling what it will make me do, that's why I don't perform big spells."

I won't let you defile what remains," Miyal growled at the wind, his own voice a mere whisper, but within it there was the power of a thousand prayers, a thousand sacrifices. He could sense the blackness flowing into his blood again, the dark magic that had been his friend so many years ago now pulsing like life within him. He had to master it, had to push it beneath him for long enough to end Vosvak's madness. The Citadel what was left of it rose in the distance, half-shattered, its proud walls now crumbling to dust. And in the distance, Miyal could feel Vosvak. The monster. The man who had been his best friend, his closest ally, had long since gone down in the waves of darkness, leaving be

"Lady Danika, listen to the symphony's call. Embrace the melodies of compassion and unity. It's never too late to choose a different path." For a moment, Lady Danika wavered, her melodies faltering as a glimmer of doubt pierced her heart. But the darkness that had consumed her for so long proved too strong to overcome. With a defiant scream, she unleashed a devastating surge of dark magic, aiming to obliterate Aric and all he stood for.

I ordered as I backed up and looked at him. He had to do it perfect. Within seconds he had the magic coming out of the book. I watched as Black-ish blue light flowed into his hand. I had never seen dark magic used from this book so I had to remind myself I needed to concentrate and keep us connected. I just had to pray that our soul bond didn't mend itself because of this.

Romeo asked. “Alpha, I am a white witch; my element is fire.” Romeo nodded, and Eulisses followed suit. Paige and I locked eyes, and I gave her a reassuring smile. “So, what can you tell us about dark magic?” I asked, and she opened her mouth and then closed it. Her features resembled those of a fish out of water. Well, dark magic is something you should not mingle with. It always requires a high payment in return. If the subject agrees, they will always collect.” She informed us, and then I blurted out,

“I'll eradicate every last one of them from the surface of this world, if I have to.” I followed the trial of the cart to an open valley. Meara's scent had just been there, or I could smell a drop of her blood. But something else was there with me. Dead carcass. Immediately it lunged at me as I turned to face it, but I was left stunned. My feral red eyes dimmed for a moment. It was a brown fur Lycan, only that this particular Lycan smelled like a vampire. I had seen this before. A conjuring—Necromancy. Such magic was forbidden, lost to ancient wars. It takes only a powerful witch to be able to conjure a soul from the underworld into a dead Lycan's body.

Her voice rings with truth, Tensel sent to Damonq. There is more than Darkness in this. We face multiple demons, not just one. She opened the earth enough to allow Darkness to send his dark magic. Darkness has a sliver of Jihon, the high mage, in him. With that sliver come his darkest spells. It was Datkness directing the lightning strikes at me. He did it through this girl.

Dang… Kahit yata madaplisan lang ako na kaunti, sure akong mahahati yata katawan ko doon. “Ang Dark Magic, ay tradisyonal na tumutukoy sa paggamit ng mga supernatural na kapangyarihan o mahika para sa masama at makasariling layunin; o mahika na nauugnay sa diyablo o iba pang masasamang espiritu. Minsan din itong tinutukoy bilang 'left-hand path', ang right-hand path na katapat nito ay benevolent white magic. Alam mo ba yun?” a calm voice echoed in the night.