When High Paladin Sorin discovers the brutally dismembered body of his cousin Alfrey, a much loved priest in the royal palace, he is left baffled as to who would do so terrible a thing to so good a man. But to find the answer to that question, he must cooperate with one of the highly despised necromancers, men who practice black magic, sleep in graveyards and feed upon souls … 

The necromancer Koray, however, is far from what he expected. He is beautiful, stubborn, and possessed of a tongue sharp enough to cut down even the High Paladin himself. Koray is also possessed of a strength like nothing Sorin has ever encountered, and the power of the Goddess herself. 

Sex scenes/explicit content, 18+, violence, gore

Gay, mxm, Bisexual,  Aloof, Independent, Powerful, mage, warrior, cleric, multicharacter, medieval, another world

Black Magic is created by Megan Derr, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Black Magic

Groaning, Cerant rubbed at his temples. "Neikirk, do you have any lightning incantations left? When in the name of the Goddess did you have time to make that one you used?"


"While we traveled, Master," Neikirk said. He eyed Sorin speculatively and added, "I do not have spare lightning, Master, but perhaps a spark?"


Sorin replied cheerfully, "I have no idea what that means, but I've plenty of 'spark' of my own, alchemist. Don't think that having a high priest as a master will spare you my revenge."


"You two are very much alike," Neikirk said. 


Beside him, Koray tossed his head and narrowed his eyes at Sorin. "One is more than enough if you ask me. I trust the Goddess in all things, but I do question her tastes occasionally."


Chapter 44: To Navath