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

Sorin blinked at him, then looked at Cerant. "How does he do that? Isn't he as exhausted as the rest of us? I can barely muster the energy to think on necessities and he is spinning theories I am not certain I follow."


"He finds it relaxing," Cerant said with a fond smile. "How is Koray? I cannot believe we all let him go in there alone."


"Brekk went with him," Emel said and scowled at him. "What happened?


Brekk made a face and bowed his head. "I chased after what seemed to be the only threat. I thought he would be safe enough freeing those still imprisoned. I'm sorry."


"You couldn't have known all those demons were locked in the armory," Cerant said. "We should be grateful we did not lose more men than we did, though certainly too many have been lost."


Sorin nodded in agreement. "Speaking of the castle, I noticed there that this reacts to you, as it did just now." He tossed it to Brekk. "I think it is meant to belong to you."


Chapter 69: Cleaning Up