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

He did not linger to see how the rest of the conversation went, but sheathed his sword before striding through the paladins, who moved hastily to get out of his way. Abandoning the campsite he barely glanced at, he retreated to the bank of a small stream and sat beneath the bare branches of a large tree. The ground was cold, but mercifully free of snow, and the growing dark suited Koray's mood perfectly.


What was he going to do? That reminder of how warm Sorin felt, how right it felt to touch him, was not one he needed. Why had everyone else been so willing to listen and Sorin 


Koray swallowed as the pain overwhelmed him again, hands balling into fists, nails biting into his palms. Sorin had put him in manacles, had never given him a chance. What was he supposed to do when the problem of the white demons had been resolved and everyone returned home? 


Chapter 59: Alone