Academy Arcanist Novels & Stories

Before I could start to cry, Gabe ran out, all legs and arms and thick curly hair, and helped me up. "You'll be okay," he'd said, brushing off my knees. "Shake it off." "The academy is a place for them to learn about the supernatural, train, and gain strength. They've been learning - though they didn't know it at first - how to help, hunt, and kill supernatural creatures of all kinds in case any of them came after my boys or, more specifically, you." I lifted my glass to take a drink and stiffened. "Why would anything else be after me?"

she closed the door behind her and dropped the tray on his desk. The office was such a mess; he had paper works everywhere on his table and even on the floor. “what have you been doing in here, everything looks so….sad” Harley said as her eyes wandered around the office like it wasn’t even something good to look at “I have been trying to see if I could find a way to…save the remaining people at Haynes technologies and maybe find the first alpha Grey created which is Experiment 25…. Roman St Laurent” he handed Roman’s file to her which she collected hastily.

Several notifications were popping up inside his mind right now. [~Diabolical-Manticore Killed~] [Gained Saturation Points +8] [ Gained Soul Crystal +23 ] [ Gained Water-based Affinity ] [ Gained Soul-Armas (weapon-class): Grieving Ebony Hunting Bow ] "Who was that?" Archie's eyes turned red after witnessing the beast's headless body. "Who stole my last kill?" "Where did that come from? A kill-steal, no way !!" "That weapon! Is that… a trident!"

Archmaster commanded us. “Yes, Archmaster! We are the Celestial Twelve and it is our duty– ” “Nicanor, chitchat is enough! It’s only a matter of time and they will be able to destroy the seventh barrier of the Academy. Flower Magic: Flower World!” Glade butted in the middle of Nicanor's speech. Nicanor was pissed off and his countenance became angry. He sneered at Glade and cursed him out of frustration. If this is just a normal situation, we are laughing at them now.

Aquarian Love 22nd 2043, 6:11 Dharkonic Twilight Location: Friendly Strangers Gang Hideout The Arcana Legion members were walking around different areas within Gang Hideout. Asinon watches me forging new weapons at the Friendship Forge, Magusion was talking to Matthias in the HQ “so you’re the Tactical Strategist what do you do as a Tactical Strategist?” Magusion asked “my task as the Tactical Strategist is to give everyone strategy and give us a leading edge in battles” Matthias explained, Scaerdia looks at Zumachi mentoring Jack the Ripper and Laura, Imperatria was using the training field to hone her skills, Cesaros was looking at the produce at the Panty Markets, Antistion was talking to

The sconces on the walls were lit, but the flames burned blue, casting everything in a funeral glow. “You’re aware of the academy’s purpose, I presume?” “To educate and domesticate society’s charming little nightmares?” Another almost-smile. “We refine the raw potential of the gifted. Train those with bloodlines steeped in magic, curse, or darkness to control their natures.” “So I’m a tourist.” “No,” she said, glancing at me sidelong. “You’re an anomaly. And I do not abide mysteries without answers.” We passed beneath a vaulted archway, and I realized the walls were whispering. Not in a metaphorical way. Actual whispering. In a language I didn’t know but instinctively distrusted.

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!!!

"Archer?" "Right." he replied without the slightest hesitation, "Sixteen years ago my father, Raphael Archer, is Alpha Pack Basilisk." Some murmurs were shocked quickly filling the silence before. The man didn't look bothered at all, he kept standing quietly while dozens of pairs of eyes stared at him intently. "Alpha Brennan, the meaning of my coming here is to ask for your help." he continued without [2/15, 09:52] Loner 2567: 09:26 4 cut off his gaze from Alex. "With

The death of Luna Light, the escalating tensions with the Rogues, and the mysterious threats that seemed to circle ever closer to his family were all pieces of a puzzle he was struggling to put together. The door to his office swung open, breaking the silence. Damon walked in, his expression grim, followed by Arnette, a newcomer who had quickly made a name for himself as a skilled informant and computer genius. Lucifer glanced up, his piercing eyes narrowing slightly as he took in the serious looks on their faces. He straightened in his chair, sensing that whatever news they brought would not be trivial. "Damon," Lucifer greeted, his voice a deep rumble. "Arnette. What have you got for me?"

Not one of the First Circle proper. A familiar shape, cloaked in darkness, stepped into the square. “Alaric,” Aria breathed. The man from the archives—the one Luca had once warned her about. An ancient ally she had never fully trusted. “I owe you a choice,” Alaric said, eyes glowing with hidden power. “And tonight, you will take it. Align—or fall.” Aria studied him. The bond thrummed with tension, uncertainty, and excitement. Luca’s hand tightened around hers.