21st Century Archmage Novels & Stories

I step away from her and fold my arms. "Yes. If you are "Queen" Melanie of the fairies, then my mother has met you. I will not explain how because I don't think your tiny brain could handle it. (Ha, take that) But know this, my people are aware that you have been stealing pups. You dream shared with me because you need replacements and you are getting desperate. I might be young, but I am not stupid. I am ten, so it has been ten years since your last haul of slaves. You haven't been able to get any more for your realm since I was born. The ones you had before I was born have all shifted long ago. But what you didn't know was my mother was the curse breaker. I am the first pup of my kind. We

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”

She had no choice. But as her power surged, she felt the Heart’s presence grow stronger—more invasive. It was like a dark pulse, threatening to consume everything. Her wrist-mark flared to life again, and the magic around her twisted and warped, the energy too much to control. Her body trembled as she replicated the magic, but it wasn’t the wind or the fire this time. It was **everything**. The raw, uncontained power of the Heart spilled out of her, radiating like a storm. The soldiers were thrown back, but so were her allies.

Seeing that scar on his right eye was a painful reminder and there wasn’t much she could do for him. “I’m the archmage of this academy. Even if it doesn’t happen this intake, you may find them next intake. Just don’t go around abusing them like you did. Your new roommate and guardian will take care of you. I don’t want more trouble than what you’ve already caused. Even if you don’t find a mate, there are many kinds of love. It doesn’t have to be an omega.”

His gaze drifted to her from the ground, nodding as he understood the look in her eyes. “Shine bright, Alexis”. He whispered in her ears. She steeled her heart and turned to the one responsible for this mess. Her hands raised, unleashing the beast she had contained for a bit too long. The dark shadows caused shivers among spectators and when she found her target disguised as a young man. “Darron Kaedmen, on the account of possessing the Emperor with shadow magic, as his mage I strip you of your ability to perform shadow magic”, and just like that, the façade of a young man broke revealing an obese, wrinkly raisin.

Bloodline Prophecy The bloodline of Archer will rise up The heir of Archer will become a beacon of hope But the darkness will betray the Light Bring forth war upon the lands and sea Upon the shoulders of the forsaken Immortal creatures of the Dark will revel in the sunlight Only the Slayer and the Chosen can defeat their bloodline To rid the lands and sea of the Darkness ____ Calyx smelled blood before she saw it. As she drew closer to the little cabin in the woods, thoughts of what she had just done dissipated. Tension mounted, contrasting the usually picturesque imagery of the cabin next to the stables and her father’s workshop at the edge of the City of Pearl. There was only fear and drea

I heard Azrael say from right next to me, right before she replied, “Yes, yes, you were just following the half-breed. I know,” She knowingly smiled, flipping on the table what seemed like a tarot card, only it had some weird symbols instead of the usual descriptive drawings. “Her soul is bound to yours... Interesting...” She muttered mostly to herself, not sparing a single glance at the card lying on the table, still keeping her gaze fixated towards the window. Okay, this is getting seriously weird right now. She then flipped yet another card, just like the last time, not even bothering to look down at it and with a deadly serious tone, she said,

Clan Herbert, stern-faced, strode through the gathering and stopped before Logo. After appraising him for a moment, the peak ninth-tier Slaughter Knight unleashed his extraordinarily keen perception, enveloping Logo completely. Logo instinctively tensed, every muscle tightening at once, but soon forced himself to relax. More than ten seconds later, a flicker of surprise passed through Herbert’s eyes, and the severity in his expression softened. Yet he did not render judgment at once. Instead, he turned to a rugged middle-aged man standing nearby in a crimson mage’s robe. Doug Borgia, one hundred and ten years old, known as the Blazing Flame Mage, was an eighth-tier fire-attribute spellcaster

she screamed, denying everything. The sorcerer looked up, revealing yellowed teeth and a cold smile. "Luna Alayna, you really have a poor memory. When you paid me a fortune for the surrogate pregnancy curse, you certainly didn't say that." The room fell into stunned silence. The surrogate pregnancy curse was forbidden magic in the werewolf packs. Anyone caught using it would be exiled for life. Veins bulging on his forehead, Misael kicked the sorcerer violently. "You're lying! I don't know you! Sienna must have paid you to frame us!"