Arcana Novels & Stories

“They’re still trying to figure out how to get past his control.” Arkyn is silent for a moment, his eyes locked on Zane, assessing him. Then he nods. “Alright. We’ll need to figure out how to counter this spell. Legion, reach out to your grandmother. See if she knows anything about reversing this kind of magic.” Legion nods, though his gaze is still locked on Zane, like he’s waiting for an excuse to tear him apart. Zane shifts nervously, his eyes flicking toward the door, as if he’s waiting for someone to come in and stop him from talking.

I move the chips even though there are quite a few, so I lean in and the gaze of the three men falls on my breasts Noah clicks his tongue inconvenience. You have two seconds to stop looking at her breasts or it will be the last thing you will look at, and I will give the blonde a nice necklace with all your eyes, he said. They look away immediately, their eyes shining with horror, which makes me laugh and Noah winks at me. The last card arrives, the dealer turns it over slowly, the guy from the bottom lets out a curse and he falls defeated into the chair. A king. Noah wins with a Four of Kings against a Full house type.

Lisa’s hands trembled as she sifted through the ancient texts in the folder. The weight of what Mia had uncovered pressed down on her like a physical force. The information before her was a tangled web of botanical knowledge, ancient rituals, and dark secrets. The *Sopor Veritas* was not just rare—it was an artifact of a bygone era, used in ceremonies that involved mind control, trances, and, in some cases, death.

It came from Auria holding a letter. “What? What is it?” Azrick asked, and abruptly took the letter from her hand. He looked at it and his eyes lit up. “Jackpot!” he whispered. Another letter, the same handwriting, the same use of words, and the same contents written on the envelope. “Did we find a clue? Oh no.” Jack looked at the letter too and was crestfallen. His face was overwhelmed with worry and looked at the state of the actress. In their possession was another warning from the same person. But this time, the ink is not black, but red. And by the iron- like smell, it must have been blood.

She was prepared to go after some old paper, however, when Artemisia got up a letter fell from the ceiling, as if it were a feather. She remembered the dream, the tarot card that represented the Arcane Major Moon. It was probably a joke by one of the beings who inhabited that mansion. When the paper fell gently into Artemisia's outstretched hands, she can see an irregular letter painting the paper. At the same time, the same voices he had heard in Leonore's living room spoke again, unbearably loud and messy.

A Court of Arcane Souls is a collection of short stories from my ongoing book series The Gods' Saga. These stories were written based on characters or storylines fans wished to learn more about. This is an ongoing project. If you have not read the main series, i highly recommend doing so for context purposes. Here is the book list and the correct order the books should be read in... The Gods' Saga: PART ONE ~The Queen Among Series~ A Queen Among Alphas (available in paperback) Bite-Size Luna (A Queen Among Alphas prequel) A Queen Among Snakes A Queen Among Blood A Queen Among Darkness Whole Again (A Queen Among Alphas spin-off) A Queen Among Tides Valor, Virtue and Verve (A Queen

Her smile, laced with blood, looked haunting. A Haunt swept in, scattering the cash and gold bars from the car. Sparks flew, and the flames roared to life with a loud whoosh. I pulled a gold bar from my pocket. "Hear me, infant spirits, it's time for our final showdown!" The winds howled as I watched my mom wail in despair. Her tears were for her wealth, not a shred of worry for me. I spun around and plunged into the swirling darkness without a second thought.

He let that hang as he began listing them off, each word like a forbidden door being opened: “Blood. Gravity. Time. Law. Decay. Dreams. Bone. Memory. Sound. Reality.…” He stopped in front of Thorn, then gestured vaguely around the room. “These aren’t just rare. They’re unnatural. Personal. Dangerous. And beautiful.” Then he looked up, his voice light again—but sharp beneath. “Some call them Arcane Signatures. Others call them Curses.” He turned back to the board, the shimmering sigil collapsing back into nothingness.

It claims. Witch Isla raises her voice one final time. “Before gods and beasts and those who walk between—let it be known: Alexander and Nova are Co-Alphas of the Arcane-Oracle Pack. From two bloodlines, one.” The ground trembles slightly. Wolves howl. Witches cheer. Magic ignites the clearing, sparks rising like fireflies pulsing in gold, blue, and green. And then the celebration begins.

I listed out the possibility. " Pair of 4, how is Kaen so fast anyway?" Manor placed two cards, as I quickly scanned through my cards remembering that I had 4 and I placed 4 earlier. " Black magic of the universe that can't be explained. " Hikaru shrugged. " * Scoffs* Everything can be explained. Bullsh***! I have all the 4s." I say as I turn over the last two cards that Manor places on the deck revealing 2 Aces.