Novels by Hamned Poms

Clovis sat slumped at his desk, havingn't slept a wink in what felt like forever, deeply disturbed by what he had seen in the ritual trance.He leaned back, rubbing his aching forehead, the usual quiet of the library was his sanctuary but today it felt deafening and though he'd never admit it out loud, he missed the annoying chattering Chadwick and Lexi brought.It had undone something in him, something he hadn't experienced in centuries, as they had temporarily distracted him from the bleak reality of his life.Of course, this was t what he bargained for when he took the role but the silence now was just too heavy.Restless, Clovis rose from his desk and walked out of the library's back doors, stepping into the open courtyard as he threw his arms back and took a good, long stretch, his eyes closed as he inhaled the crisp air.But the moment he tilted his head back, faced the sky, and opened his single eye, the breath caught violently in his throat.He saw the pillar that was channelin

“Any update on tracing the animal or person that unalived and dismembered Magister Paul?” the Grand Magister asked, his voice echoing off the stone walls of the council chamber.He leaned forward at the head of the massive table, staring intensely at the Lead Tracker.The tracker shook his head, “There is nothing, sir. No residual mana signature to read, no physical tracks leaving the dining hall. Whoever—or whatever—did this must've been incredibly skilled because they left absolutely no trace.”“But that makes no sense,” another Magister chimed in, “What human would be able to be so horrific? To show such primal, animalistic brutality? The fingers were chopped and sorted, for gods' sake!”The Grand Magister remained silent, his eyes fixed on the center of the table. Around him, the other groups of Magisters began arguing, speaking over one another, but as they debated back and forth, a dangerous, dark, yet entirely logical idea began to brew in the Grand Magister's head as everything

The Krag was a far more intelligent species than anyone at the academy could have anticipated. It knew the school's layouts and more importantly, it knew the academy anchored the entire pocket dimension together, so instead of mindlessly slaughtering dozens of students, that would draw attention quickly, it began taking specific people.People who mattered and it started with a magister.On the fifth day of the training, an announcement was made: a high-ranking Magister had vanished from his quarters overnight.The administration claimed they were doing their utmost best to get it sorted and find the missing faculty member, urging the students to remain focused on their drills.But the lie didn't hold for long because later that afternoon, in the dining area, a loud, blood-curdling scream tore through as students rushed toward the source of the noise.There, displayed on one of the wooden tables, was a grotesque masterpiece.Pieces of a human body were laid out with a psychotic neatne

Day two of the gruesome training was a waking nightmare.The students had already started giving up, some throwing up violently, others fainting mid-sprint and a dozen carried to the emergency ward with severe mana exhaustion.Yet, through the panic, the realization had dawned on them: their parents wouldn't come to their aid until the term was over, whether they survived this military encampment or what came after it, even worse the term was far from over.During the run, Belle caught up with Lexi, breathing heavily, “Hey, Lexi,” Belle panted, matching her stride. “Where have you been for goodness sake? You weren't even in the dorm last night!”Lexi froze internally, her breath catching in her throat as her boots faltered on the stone. The secret felt incredibly heavy on her tongue as panic seized her chest.She thought frantically for a lie, her silence stretching too long until Belle snapped her fingers right in front of her face.“Earth to Lexi! What is wrong with you?”The pressu

“What now?” Chadwick asked, struggling to keep up with Clovis' long strides, “What?” Clovis asked back.“What do you mean, what?” Chadwick panicked, “We can't just leave her locked down there! Mr. Dupond, she’s a student!”“I can,” Clovis said, completely unbothered, “And I would. In fact, I just did.”Chadwick stuttered in disbelief, “But—but what if the magisters find out?”“They won't,” Clovis muttered, turning a corner into the deeper archive.“How sure can you be?” Chadwick pressed, stepping in front of him to try and block his path. “You can't just gamble on that!”Clovis stopped dead in his tracks, he snapped, his eye flaring with a sudden intensity that made Chadwick instantly step back. “Maybe if someone wasn't reckless and stupid enough to have yelled my title across a public room, we wouldn't be in this issue to begin with, Mr. Brook.”Chadwick swallowed hard, the words drying up in his throat before lowering his gaze.Clovis turned his back on the boy again, dismissing him

Every step Lexi took was a testament to the horror she had witnessed. The students gathered around whispering and staring so much Lexi felt like even the walls were watching her.She trembled, her knees threatening to give up when finally she reached her room and practically threw herself inside, slamming the door shut before leaning her weight against it.She closed her eyes, her breathing shallow, with no tears left to cry, her chest felt hollow as if the horror had burned out her ability to cry.From across the room, her roommate turned sharply towards Lexi's arrival, “Lexi?” Belle rushed over, her robes swirling around her ankles as she reached out to grab Lexi’s trembling shoulders.“Lexi, oh gods, I heard. The whole campus is talking about it. Are you alright?”Lexi couldn't even speak, as her teeth clicked together rhythmically from the residual shock.Belle guided her slowly toward the edge of the unmade bed, “Do you want to talk about it?”It took several long seconds for Lex