Arcana Asra Novels & Stories

So where one fails, the other would be there to pick them up. I don’t know what the Rogue Alpha did to me, I just couldn’t understand my body and my wolf’s reaction to him. Sage wolves were the only wolves who could wield magic and their kind have been extinct for centuries. No one knows the true story of how they were all wiped off, there were so many different versions of one story. Some say, it was a spell by one of them that went horribly wrong. Some say they were all attacked by rogues and killed. Some say they were exiled after practising dark magic, and without their connection to the packs, their magic dwindled and died off. Whichever way, they were no longer in existence else I woul

I extended my hands and Melsine handed him over, breathing a sigh of relief. "Not sure what got into him today," his round face was red and his tiny fists were balled up as he shrieked at the top of his lungs. I tried to comfort him by pressing him closer to me and rubbing his back. I could sense some discomfort surrounding him. There was this uneasiness as if remnants of some spell. Arasia has been teaching me how to figure out if there were remnants of magic around a person, place or object. How to see different auras and figure out who belonged to which species.

Miya said, and luna Nesta nodded. “In that case, all of us represent Arcanes. All of us pick up properties from people around us to form an identity of our own. If we see on a broad scale, none of us have a unique identity of our own, we borrow identities of others now and then and dispose of parts of those identities like the skin of a snake. Don’t we?” I said. Luna Nesta smiled, “you are absolutely right, Diana. Maybe Zephyr is indeed normal because Arcanes are normal too. They are the invasive species of the Gloom forests.”

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

But because of the spell, that was impossible. “Arcanios exist in three kinds,” Alistair explained, sipping his coffee in the dim glow of the room where we had first spoken. The curtains were drawn shut, allowing no sunlight to filter in, leaving only the flickering candlelight to cast shadows against the walls. “The Caelites bear snowflake-shaped marks on their nape. The Ardorium have an infinite symbol on their arms. And the Hexling carry a crescent moon mark along the pulse of their neck.”

Still holding her father’s head in her arms, she glanced up at the opened window and saw the gleaming silver moon hanging in the sky. Her heart pounded so loud, it's as if it started pumping blood through her veins. Amara looked at the full moon intently. She knew it was triggering something within her body as the heat she tried to ignore became more evident and uncontrollable. Out of the blue, a strong wind shoves another head that rolled on the floor towards her. When she glanced at it, her pupils dilated... It was from her beloved warrior.

Ace did calm down and without a word, he retired to his empty and shallow room. Asher and Andrew stood still in their places. " why is Ace sad?" Asher asked with a crack in his voice, teary eyes and a pout. " life is hard on him, unfair "

It was a valuable piece, but in his anxious state that mattered very little to him. “Who is that?” Ancestor Specter lifted his hand to reveal a dark brown aura as a golden armor was summoned around his body. His spirit was strong for he was a Phenom. While Telepaths were rare, they did exist. Ashera was a famed Telepath after all. But it wasn’t that easy to invade the mind of a Phenom. Anyone that could so easily invade his mind – even in his disoriented state – was certainly a threat.

He looks back at me with eyes full of panic. "Go on, Darling," I say. "Just touch it." He places a pale, trembling hand on the crystal. The pillar glows a soft pink, then shifts to a vibrant, verdant green. A robotic voice booms through the entire facility: [AWAKENING CONFIRMED. SUBJECT: ARLO NAPKI. RESULT: 80% NARCISSUS (THE GOD OF VANITY). 20% ASCLEPIUS (THE GOD OF MEDICINE). ALIGNMENT: LAWFUL GOOD.]