Arc Request Meaning Novels & Stories

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!

To be fully protected by The Arc, the room must be fully enclosed. The Arc is common in Elenio and can be obtained easily. The government produces The Arc through one of the Archturian divisions and distributes it throughout Elenio. The Arc has almost the same energy as the sun, which prevents Draconians from entering the places that The Arc has given them. So there’s no way this place doesn’t have The Arc due to the difficulty of getting one. Unless they purposely didn’t install it because they wanted to die. “Tonight we will prove it.”

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Then he walked into his car and drove off. I can't believe, this just happened. "Romeo-" "-You stopped picking my calls, then you blocked me. What did I do wrong?" He interrupted and I sighed. "No Romeo you've been a great friend I promise, I just didn't want to bother you with my problems and obviously you have your own problems to deal with" I simply say. "Do you know the meaning of friends?! Friends are people who help each when the going gets tough, no matter what" he said and I bit my lip nervously, still not knowing what to say.

His heart is hammering inside his chest as it belongs to a rabbit running for its skin. The attack becomes absolute, shutting his body down as fast as punching a biochemical reset button. He didn't know it when his brother hurried him inside their mansion. " you're okay, " Andrew whispered and rocked his brother in his warm embrace. It's Ace's first time. " Ace?" A voice whispered. Andrew looked at Asher and sighed. " come here, " he gestures for him, Asher ran to Ace, he hugged him so hard. Ace did calm down and without a word, he retired to his empty and shallow room.

“Just promise me you’ll do whatever it takes to stay safe.” Lennon nodded and placed a reassuring arm around her shoulders. Then his eyes flicked toward me as I tapped on my phone, sending the details swiftly. “There,” I said, sliding my phone back into my pocket. “I’ve sent you the contact information for someone at The Arcane Network.” “The Arcane Network?” Lennon repeated, raising a brow. “They’re a specialized group that handles situations like this—shady dealings, hidden threats, people who want to fly under the radar. They’ve helped me before, and trust me, they’ll be very interested in working with you.”

Ace wasn’t just a thorn in his side; he was becoming a legitimate threat. The small black book was what concerned Richard the most. It was filled with names, dates, and cryptic notes written in a code he didn’t fully understand. But one name kept appearing: The Tribunal. Richard had heard whispers of this group, a shadowy organization with ties to the underworld, politics, and international finance. If Ace was involved with them, it changed everything.

he said and approached Sarah. "Are you in a relationship?" I asked him. They were both taken aback by what I said. "No," Sarah said. "Soon," Carlon added, smirking at me. "Sarah just wants to check if you have brownies today," carlon said. "I still have a lot. How many do you want? Also, I have cookies here. same price." "Cara, I'll buy one oatmeal cookie. I want to taste it," Carlon said. Even though he's my brother, he still needs to pay, and I don't think he has a problem with that. I know that he knew this was a business.

Arc The garish neon lights of Rick's Riot towered above, casting an eerie glow over the darkened street. The bar's name pulsed like a warning signal, sending a shiver down Arc's spine and stirring a primal unease that made his instincts scream warning. Arc's hand hovered over the door handle, hesitation warring with curiosity. Rick's Riot, Thorne Town's beloved gay bar, beckoned with its vibrant neon lights. He hesitated outside Rick's Riot, his heart racing with uncertainty. He'd never set foot in a place like this before. The vibrant bar seemed to pulsate with a life of its own, intimidating him.

Czar said politely. “I’m only taking a walk.” “Sir Vanluke ordered us to not let you out alone, especially after twilight.” “Then come with me.” “I’m afraid that can’t happen, Miss.” “Am I a prisoner here, Czar?” “No.” “Then let me pass.” “What’s going on here?” The familiar baritone voice with a thick russian accent sent goosebumps at the back of Ara’s neck. He’s definitely locking his sight on her. “Sir,” Czar slightly bowed his head to give respect to his boss’s presence. “Miss Ara is asking me to come with her for a walk.”