Alphabet Lore Magnet Novels & Stories

Once there he ushered us inside and asked us what the problem was. " well you see while Arlo and I were on a run I realized that his speed matched mine and I saw that he had the same moon crescent mark on his forehead that I have. That mark is only for alpha kings so I'm not sure what's going on." Jacob explained and dr. Carlyle nodded his head and took up a book while going through the pages.

Once they’re in place, he pulls out a lighter and some white powder. "Now, this is Amarith powder. It is specially made by mages to detect whether two people are related. If they are, the flame will turn blue, and if they’re not, it will turn black." Charles begins to explain as he pours some oil onto the plate and lights it on fire.

“Forgive me, I still don’t understand.” Aurora lowered herself into the chair beside Harper. “I am a descendant of an extremely old and powerful line of witches. When I came of age, my mother passed on this unique gift to me. Mater Luporum—loosely translates to Mother of Wolves.” A streak of fear crept down my spine. “Whoever is in possession of this gift wields the power over every wolf soul within their general vicinity. Not quite a trance but rather a tie of unbreakable loyalty.”

As they walked Semore explained the characteristics of Alamcyte and pointed out the evidence of his knowledge at various points. Alamcyte was the strongest metal in the world and the lightest. It had an extremely high melting point which made it difficult to work with. Despite the difficulty it was used to make swords, shields, gates, arrow heads and jewelry as well as for decoration of the wealthiest people’s homes. The colour varied in the cave. In some areas more blue than green and in others more green than blue. The green areas were where the Alymcyte was shallower while the blue was where it was deeper. It was like glass and the thicker it was the darker in colour it became. The cave w

“The bond between Alpha and Luna is not just love. It’s power shared through blood and spirit. During the Blood Moon, your connection will be your only weapon.” Mira began gathering materials from the shelves. “I’ll help her prepare.” Aldric walked toward a small altar at the back of the room and picked up a crystal that glowed faint blue. “Take this,” he said, handing it to Liora. “It will let you feel the pulse of the divine within him when the moon begins to rise. But use it only when necessary. Too much exposure and it will burn through your spirit.” Liora held the crystal tightly. “How much time do I have?”

“The temptation.” Luna closed her eyes. “Every time I use my magic, it gets easier. It gets louder.” “Then you need to anchor it,” Selene said. “Before someone else does it for you.” --- At that exact moment, deep in the forest, Merek stood before an altar built of bone and ash. He bled freely into the stone, chanting an incantation that hadn’t been spoken aloud in two centuries. Around him, shadows moved. Loyalists. Exiles. Wolves who rejected Kael’s rule.

The Lorths' magic was distinct in that it required them to tear a page from a book and repeat the incantation in order for it to work. Only beginners had to bring their scriptures to a fight, according to Nelanian. Yulcite mages who had mastered Religion magic had mastered their scriptures and did not need to carry them to a fight. The quality of a Lorth's grimoire, on the other hand, may be used to rank them. Grimoires with soft covers showed that the mage was still a novice, while those with finer covers, such as leather or embellished covers with gems and gold, showed that the magician was at a higher level. When Nelanian saw the brilliant ruby on the grimoire's cover, he knew he couldn't

He raised his voice, gritty and loud. “What if the compass picks up someone else’s crystal? We are chasing shadows while they snag ours?” he asked. Timothy’s smile remained steady as he clasped the edge of the podium. The wood gleamed under the spotlights. “Great question, Alpha Gregory. Each compass is connected to its crystal by a blood ward—your own, pricked at distribution. It’s unique, like a fingerprint in magic. You can’t sense another’s; the energies repel like magnets. Your path belongs to you alone.”

NOVA’S POV BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP I barely opened my eyes before once again shutting of my alarm. It was only 530 am and I didn’t need to get Sofia and Richard ready for school yet. If I was quick I would have time and frankly I wanted more shut eye. Stupid Clayton. He kept me up all night gushing about an invention Alexia made with her magic. It’s a thin copper coloured chain that apparently allows hunters and witches to join our pack link. It is also specially coded to each members DNA to keep enemies from stealing it.

“Take the green one, Mom. Uncap it and breathe it in right now.” Lorelei blinked, looking down at the unglazed clay jar like it was a wild animal. “What is it, sweetie? Is it… human medicine?” “It’s moon-sage and crushed silver-root,” I said, leaning my hands on the back of a chair. “It’s not human, and it’s not pack-made. Just open it.”