Anemo Gnosis Novels & Stories

"Aquamet Ignam. Per Teram at Erem Peripheco at Consecratet. Revoke at Revivae with Spiritus. Vineat at Corpus. Resurgent at Quod Perditum Est Restitutor. Elody Moonborn!" Odessa screamed, and there was a loud crash.

CHAPTER 3 It is evening already and I am preparing to go to the club like we have all planned , when a knock sounded on my door. "Come in." I called out as I applied my mascara gently onto my face. Gabriel entered into my room, one hand behind his back, a smile on his face. "I come bearing gifts." He grinned as he revealed what he was holding behind his back. I collected the black cloth from him but felt something familiar in it. I opened it and it was a set of knives. Three black knives with my name engraved on each handle ranging in sizes.

I let my eyes slide closed and I take in a breath. I raise my hands, and I pull. I summon. I collect. My insides begin to vibrate, faster and harder with each moment. My breath pulls in and out, faster, as my hands, my stomach, my heart grows hotter and more violent. But I don’t let it go. I reach out, to every bit of that Neron. I claim it as mine. I tell it that I am its master. It must obey me. The tremors shake not only me, but the ground at my feet. They echo throughout the entire planet.

Scott asked softly after a brief pause. "You had the chance to kill Nemesis and you let him live" Liam professed. The Mage put his hand on his head in shock. "What?!" Scott sounded surprised. "How did he know about that? It happened within these walls" he asked in amazement. "Alpha Nolan is the all knowing. Do you think you are his only eyes and ears in here. Nemesis was his greatest enemy, he gave you his life on a plate and you misused the opportunity" Liam conveyed his anger with the voice he used.

“We’re forging. And today we seal it.” I held out my hands. They didn’t hesitate. The moment our palms met, powers sang One by one, they flared white-hot, etching ancient runes into their surfaces,runes none of us had ever seen, but that our bodies recognized like a mother’s lullaby. Anima Gemina. Trinity Unbroken. Heir of Storm, Shadow, and Flame. I gasped as the final thread moved into place like a vow. Written in fire, sealed in shadow, witnessed by storm.

Most of it was incomprehensible—symbols from forgotten languages, tomes without spines, diagrams that didn’t make sense even with Kath whispering helpfully in my head. And then I found it. A war table. But instead of maps or plans, it displayed anatomy—vats, growth timelines, magical incubators, and soul-binding diagrams. Every part of a living being was broken down into stages of fabrication. I ran my fingers along the edge of the table, scanning the symbols. "Three phases," I whispered. "Essence. Shell. Integration." The final phase had a single symbol drawn across it in red: > Ἀνάκλησις — Anáklēsis.

“Remnivores are creatures that eat memories. They are very small in size and as a result of that, they’re always looking for a master. Someone bigger and stronger that they’ll work for and in return, they get protection. Someone obviously employed them to remove the memories of all your friends so they’ll not meddle in their affairs. They’re obviously hiding something.” “The way you believed so easily is odd. Is there something we should know about?” “We’ll get to that in due time. For now I need you to tell me how you got this amulet.” Dad said. “Even a tiny bit of eldershard crystal magic can boost a warlock’s powers by a fair margin. So I need to know who’s looking for this.” “I went to M

I must not give him more. I have to get out of here. I'm cursing myself as I feel the orgasm rising. Elio pours into me, and I cum in perfect symbiosis with him. He suddenly tenses up and pulls out with insults. I see the guilt in his eyes, but I say nothing. There is nothing more to say. Elio slaps the palm of his hands over his eyes and shakes his head. "Forgive me, Amore mio... I didn't mean to do this..."

He felt a shiver then rolled over onto his side and shut his eyes again. Barnstone, Willis & Meyers, Marvin (2003) The Songs of Solomon, Song 1, p. 359. The Gnostic Bible: Shambhala Publications, Inc. Boston, MA.