Arc Request Novels & Stories

'Aria I’m sorry I couldn’t be there when you woke up. Merrick and I had to do some damage control out of town for work. You have a day’s reprieve before Merrick claims you. Use it to your advantage and ice that sweet pussy of yours while we are gone. See you when we return... J.'

Aaron: hey beautiful, what are you doing? Brook: nothing at the moment, why? Aaron: can you come over? I want to treat you to a nice dinner, and maybe a movie afterwards? Brook: so sorry babe, I'm going out with Mira today. Rain check? Aaron: that will be next week then, where are y'all going to though? Brook: knister club. Just need some girl time with Mira. Aaron: I understand sweetheart, have fun okay? Brook: okay Boo.

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.”

"You okay?" "I'm fine," I said quickly, stepping back from his grip. "Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." "No harm done." He studied my face with an intensity that made me uncomfortable. "You must be Aria. I'm Marcus Webb, assistant head tracker for Crescent Pack. Just got back from an assignment." One of the officials Chloe had mentioned. I forced a polite smile. "Nice to meet you." "Likewise. I've heard quite a bit about you." His smile didn't quite reach his eyes. "Interesting how you managed to trigger the memorial boards. Not many people can do that."

“I won’t give him that.” Marcus suddenly looked up from his laptop. “Good, because I think we can end this without chasing him.” Everyone turned toward him. “I’ve been tracing the Archer Foundation’s transactions. The account has been active for decades, but every major transfer eventually passed through the same private banking network.” “And?” Marcus smiled. “I found the master authorization.” He turned the laptop around. A digital signature appeared. Jonathan Vale’s name was there, but beneath it was another authorization code. One that had been used years before Jonathan ever became involved.

IS ARCANA GOING TO BE ON A****N OR BARNES AND NOBLES? I am happy to announce that Arcana is going to be published independently. I know you must have been wondering where it will be available. The truth is I am torn between two options: A****n and Barnes & Noble. I have tested A****n as a publishing platform and do not find it favourable but using another platform is a risk I do not I am willing to take. Having got some tips to utilize A****n better, I am still not sure if I am willing to use it.

“Oh really? Wonderful place to work.” “Thanks,” Dev smiled. “I work at Arson Smith by the way,” the balding man stated proudly. “I see! I have a friend who works there.” “Really? Which department?” “Engineering. Gaurav Saran.” “I know him! He’s your friend!” “Batch mates from college,” Dev answered. Gradually, the train picked up speed and chugged through a decent suburb lined with identical duplex houses on either side. Two rail tracks ran parallel in between. Dev began to enjoy the ride. He was thrilled to stand at the door, to have the wind slap through his hair and clothes while feasting on the sights outside.

Ines joined via holo-feed, face pale blue in the flickering light. “Ready when you are. Encryption pattern’s Corsair signature—but modified. The signature keeps rewriting itself.” “Do it,” Liora said. Ines hit the command. The screen blinked twice, then resolved into black text on white, simple and surgical: Liora Varian. The throne you killed was only a decoy. The true Ark waits beneath the city. The one above was the mirror. You have seven days. Then the God you silenced will wake. Bram’s voice cracked over the comm. “That’s impossible. The relay was orbital—everything linked through the Corsair hub.”

"Now? In the middle of an attack?" "The warlock anchor is the foundation of your power," Soren said quickly, his words rushing out in a low, furious murmur. "If we complete the bond voluntarily, your witch side will seal itself to my bloodline. They won't be able to force a subjugation spell over a fully anchored connection. But it has to be your choice, Aria. If you hesitate, if your mind resists me, the spell will shatter and it will burn us both to ash."

Yaphet looked over at Aria and Landon. "I haven't seen you two before. May I ask your names?" "Aria Carver." "Landon York." Yaphet smiled. "The younger generation is truly full of talent. I take it this is your first time attending the Conclave of the Arcane at Mount Southbore." Aria looked up with a smile. "It is. It's all thanks to Mr. Bond. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been eligible."