Aeon Arcana Novels & Stories

“They’re still trying to figure out how to get past his control.” Arkyn is silent for a moment, his eyes locked on Zane, assessing him. Then he nods. “Alright. We’ll need to figure out how to counter this spell. Legion, reach out to your grandmother. See if she knows anything about reversing this kind of magic.” Legion nods, though his gaze is still locked on Zane, like he’s waiting for an excuse to tear him apart. Zane shifts nervously, his eyes flicking toward the door, as if he’s waiting for someone to come in and stop him from talking.

she said softly, her heart aching for the friend they had lost. The sigil beneath them pulsed with energy, casting a warm glow that illuminated the clearing. “You can choose to embrace the light!” Kade shouted, his voice echoing with hope. Evelyn hesitated, tears brimming in her eyes. “I don’t know if I’m strong enough,” she admitted, her voice breaking. Blair stepped closer, reaching out her hand. “You are strong enough. We’ll face this together, just like we always have.” As their hands connected, a wave of warmth surged through the air, enveloping them in a protective shield against the encroaching shadows.

"Because she was a goddess, marrying your father, and as he is a senior god, she does not lose her status as a goddess. But in your case, it's different, as you are daughters of an underworld god. You should inherit your father's position, not your mother's." "I accept," another daughter steps forward. "We've never been able to live with Dad; I want to do it now." "And me too," says another, until they all want to, including Luana. "Master Seraphim," the Major Divine Archon turns to him. "Can you guide me?" "Aren, just as you recognise your energy in Gil, seek it in them. When you find it, wish for it to return to you." The High Divine Archon, Aren, approaches the daughters of the goddess Lu

he recited what sounded like a prophecy. “What? Sixteen maidens? Sixteen mothers? I’m not sure you have your math correct. I have fourteen children.” I shook my head. He just stared at me with a blank expression. “Eunice and Anthylla… are you saying….” I ran my hand over my muzzle. “Minos will return them to Athens. To their families. Eunice will be forced to marry some old man her father had selected. And Anthylla was supposed to become a priestess of Athena.” I frowned.

This technique is called Mana Pool. “Celestial Realm Augmentation: Gemini’s Endless Sanctuary of Mana,” Caya stated, manifesting her celestial realm. A strong shockwave shook the place. Then, blue transparent high walls surrounded Caya and Beelzebub. Her celestial realm is small and simple only but the mana flowing in it is unmeasurable— it's boundless. Beelzebub, without uttering any word, charged to Caya but he immediately stopped when his one arm was suddenly detached from his body. Caya pierced it with her arrow.

She answered with a regretted tone in her voice. “Where did the titans come from by the way?” I asked like a child who is eager to know about the spiritual history that I am in with. “They are the products of angels who interact with humans… if you remember their faces it’s the seven sins because when angels started to interact with humans. The knowledge begins so as the deadly sins” She answered and it makes sense. Now I gently connect the pieces even it is not yet complete. I looked at my sigil again. I don’t know what it means but I know it is a part of me that I need to discover. I lean on the wall when I suddenly remember about my mother.

Evan was in a mysterious white space. An old stranger just handed Evan his legacy in full. The information crashed into Evan's mind like the waves of the sea. Eventually, the waves condensed into three simple words. They read, 'Ninefold Arcane Arts.' The Ninefold Arcane Arts had everything from geomancy and martial arts to medicine, formations, and mystic arts. He tried to use it a little, and energy was starting to fill his battered body. "It's actually working!" He was delighted. A sliver of energy popped up in his elixir field, and it was like a dragon flying in the skies. Even his senses were sharpened.

“What are Arcane Veins? Anyone care to enlighten us?” He let the question hang like bait. A single hand rose, calm and deliberate. Selene Asterhold didn’t even glance around. Her fingers held a pen mid-air, as if she could go right back to writing mid-sentence. Viorell raised his brows. “Ah. The lady from House Asterhold. Go ahead.” Selene adjusted her glasses, voice cool and composed. “Every mage is born with what’s called the Veins of Arcana—invisible energy channels that run throughout the body. They’re the pathways that control how mana flows, builds, and is released.”

We were playing with forces we barely understood. "We have to try," I said, gripping the artifact tightly. "We don’t have any other choice." Draven hesitated for a moment before nodding. Together, we moved to the center of the chamber, placing the artifact on the ground between us. Its light grew brighter, pulsating as if responding to our decision. I closed my eyes, feeling the raw energy coursing through me, linking me to the ancient magic of the tomb. With a deep breath, I focused on stabilizing the crumbling walls, willing the tomb to stop shifting, to stop crumbling apart.

Everyone expected a reaction from me, something I refused to give. With nothing to lose, I opened my eyes, met his gaze and spoke up. “I, Eden Larue, the daughter of Aman Larue, accept your rejection, Alpha Asher Williams and hereby announce I refuse the rightful place as your Luna.” The smug look disappeared from his face the moment the last word left my lips. His face twisted in an expression of pain as a loud gasp left him, the glass slipped from his fingers and he threw his hand over his heart.