Alquimia Novels & Stories

I couldn't understand them as they were all symbols and a few words written in a different language. His eyes descended on my body and studied my every feature shamelessly while his eyes were glistening with pure lust and desire. Caging me with both of his hands, he leaned forward and took a deep inhale as his nose brushed my skin. His sweet strong cologne hit my nostrils. I was trembling badly in fear but something felt familiar, his presence, it felt familiar. "Everything of you is a non-existing dangerous drug, Natalia. And I'm addicted to it." He whispered in my ear.

Aurora pov. While washing the dishes, I couldn't help but think, "I still can't get my mind around the fact that the beast I saw in the Alpha's room is the Alpha himself." "Am I the dumb one for even going so far as to almost beat him with a stick?” If I'm sent out of this house right now, what will happen to me? I definitely should use more caution around here. But why was he not human and why did he look like that? Why is he covering himself too? I couldn't stop thinking about all of these things; I had no idea that I had been caught in my own thoughts for up to hours in the kitchen simply washing dishes.

Uncle Zeb says. Uncle Zeb moves his hand across my neck, and I watch as beautiful colors dance through the air. "NOW!" Uncle Jeb screams. Uncle Zeb grabs the amulet when Uncle Jeb screams at him. The amulet illuminates and begins to float off of my neck. It moves around the room as colors escape the amulet. The amulet seems to turn inside out and then moves quickly back to my neck. Uncle Zeb and Uncle Jeb touch my amulet, and something begins to move into my body. I am not burning or hurting as the magic from the amulet spills into my body.

This was not a medical procedure; it was a complex spiritual process, a fusion of the arts of his five masters. First, he ignited a spiritual flame beneath the furnace. His hands moved with the grace of an artist, adding rare herbs one by one. He wasn't merely boiling them. He was using his spiritual energy to draw out the pure essence of every leaf and root—a high precision alchemical technique learned from Master Mahadewa. A fragrant, greenish vapor began to fill the room, not just an aroma, but a soul-calming mist designed to keep the elder's consciousness from shattering during the painful process to come.