Alternate Universe Powder Arcane Novels & Stories

“It is not just tea. It is a pact.” Alexei snapped his fingers. “I knew there was poison involved. But you’re telling me she drank… A magical contract?” Pavel nodded as one of his assistants brought the cross-referenced analyses of Susan’s blood. “Look at this.” He slid the papers across the table. “Arcane herbs of pre-Christian origin. Wormwood of thirteen cycles, murmurium roots, dust of firstborn calf blood. All catalyzed by a drop of sorceress blood.” Alexei frowned.

She gives me an awfully cold smile , "I could want it for more than just a potion but what does it matter to you, the options dampen our powers it awakens our hunters and dampen their powers so to you it shouldn't matter, but you should be a little worried, I heared the hybrid is your son ARTHUR

Without ceremony, he dropped the tea bags into the cauldron. The moment they touched the metal, the air shifted violently. Orun lifted his staff and began chanting, a language only known to shamans like him, old and sharp, the kind of language that cut through time instead of bending to it. His voice rose and fell in a rhythm that made my wolf stir uneasily beneath my skin. “Exuro maleficium… revelare veritatem…” He reached into a leather pouch and scattered a fine silvery powder into the cauldron. Smoke rose instantly, thin at first, pale white, curling upward like a living thing. Then came another powder, deep crimson. The smoke darkened, streaks of red twisting through it.

She dreamt that her only friend died in a tragic death, slit by the throat and was flung to the air — and was crying as she took her final breath. ‘Luntian.’ She heard the name of the black Shaman, recoiling and repeating in her mind in a rhythm. After doing her morning ritual, Mayari Tabbu immediately went to the room where she does her magic. The Sorceress grabbed the bowl full of powdered minerals, an ash-like substance infused with zirconium, potassium nitrate and charcoal.

It takes a few moments before he comes to the passage that he needs. The title of this chapter is called: “The Arcane Realm.” This chapter describes another dimension that is full of power that the creatures of Sky World call the Arcane. The passage goes on to note what this realm is, an untapped and unending source of power. With the power of curiosity, all creatures in the realm have been able to call upon this power, transferring their mana into a spell via a conduit. Troy turns the page that explains the transference spells and conduits. His pointer finger slides down the transference spells that mainly deal with movement such as transportation as well as contraptions that use arcane mag

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.

The herb storage room was extensive with rows of carefully labeled jars and containers holding everything from common remedies to rare ingredients I’d only read about in textbooks. “We have the best facility in the region,” Margaret said with clear pride in her voice. “Alpha Corbin ensures we have access to whatever we need. These herbs come from our own gardens, from trade agreements with other packs, and some from as far as the Eastern territories.” She pulled down a jar containing something purple and crystalline. “This is moonstone powder. It accelerates bone healing, and we’re one of three packs on the continent that can source it reliably.”

Liam said, his voice a low, terrifying snarl. ​He pried open a crate with his claws. Inside were crossbow bolts, but the tips weren't steel or silver. They were made of a strange, translucent black glass that hummed with a sick, oily energy. ​"Obsidian-Core," Marcus whispered, his face turning pale. "It's illegal in all five packs. It's designed to bypass Alpha-skin. It rots the healing factor from the inside out."

It hurts, so fucking much and I was surprised that I didn't faint. “The child's aura is fusing with yours” Ardan said, “If we don't seal it by the next full moon, it might rupture or merge together forever” Ardan left us, gone for a few minutes only to come back with a suppressant elixir. “That's?” Maverick asked. “Glassveil Brew. It's what you need” he said, and my gaze lingered on the item. “We need bloodroot and shadowstem, but those are hard to get,” he added.