Arcadian Books Novels & Stories

The ladies all giggle and Julie stands, handing a new bookmark to each of us. "Yes. We figured we'd get you ones that suited you a little better." she says. The new one is dark blue with gold lettering that says 'Real men read dirty books'. I smile and look over at Ev who's showing Harper his excitedly. "These are great. Thank you." I say just as Bri nudges me. "Oh! Tell them your joke, love!" Harper says excitedly. Ev rolls his eyes before addressing the group.

The red and gold scabbard caught Rainer’s eye, mainly the intricate wave-like design. "So, you're the human who has been causing a ruckus in this sector. The man who struck fear in the fearless Minotaur." Merlin backed away from the glass with a conniving smile. “Well? Aren’t you going to answer me… Oh wait, I should let you out of there first!” He pushed the button on the side of the chamber and let Rainer walk out.

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!

She's a good cook! Jade hand me a book and pen before grabbing my phone from me and plugging it in. Thanks Jade! 'I miss my boyfriend!' Jade wrote in her own book and showed me. 'Well you blocked him on your social media accounts, you blocked all of his phone numbers, you even told the estate security not to let him that he's a thief. You almost ruined his reputation and now you're telling me you miss him!' I wrote and she looked at me sadly before scribbling something down. This girl is insane!

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Little did I know, the spark was about to become a raging inferno, courtesy of something far beyond the mortal realm. It started on a rainy Friday night. I’d come home exhausted from a long week, my blouse clinging to my skin from the downpour outside. I kicked off my heels, letting them thud against the hardwood floor, and poured myself a glass of merlot. The apartment felt emptier than usual; my last girlfriend had left months ago, citing my “workaholic tendencies” as the reason. Truth be told, I missed the warmth of a body next to mine, the soft curves and whispered promises in the dark. To distract myself, I rummaged through the old box of junk in my closet— relics from my rebellious pha

"Oh my God, where should I start?" 'Mine is happy,' Ash whispered, and Duncan’s lips twitched slightly—barely. "Come with me," Duncan gestured, leading her further inside. "Oh my! Is that what I think it is?" Arianna gasped at the sight of a dark green leather-bound book—one she would recognize anywhere. "You know it?" Duncan arched a brow. "Yes, of course!" She tried to reach for it, but she wasn’t tall enough, so Duncan helped her. "Thanks," she smiled at him, then looked down at the book. "The Ballads of the Ancients."

But this was not what Caitlin wanted: she needed to heal Scarlet, not kill her. As she finished yet another book and slid it aside, with still no mention of healing anywhere, she began to feel a sense of despair. She lifted the final book on the stack, a small, leather-bound volume with a red spine, entitled De Fascino Libri Tres by Leonardo Vairo. Caitlin summoned her knowledge of Latin, and knew that translated to: Three Books of Charms, Spells and Sorceries.

The young man suddenly yelled and rushed at me. My mind worked frantically, trying to find a way out of this. “Wait, I am not an enemy. I am the wife that the gods have bestowed on you” I said with a smile and bowed slightly. I don't know how I came up with such nonsense but it seemed to work and he stopped trying to attack me. Rockville? Wait, wasn't that from the video game that I used to play a few years back?. The vacancy said Holland estate, wasn't the creator of that game named Ashton Holland?

And then we saw it…tall dark walls, guarded towers, and an air that screamed power. The Arcadian Lord’s territory. I stopped so fast that Muzan nearly collided with me. “Shit,” I muttered. He stepped beside me. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” The Arcadians. Ruthless, ambitious, and arrogant beyond reason. The last time we crossed paths, they tried to mount my head over a throne room like a prize. Not like the other packs that trembled in my shadow. Their new leader had double the enthusiasm as his father did.