Arcana Novels & Stories

“Alessia, may I?” She studied him for a heartbeat and then extended it. “Carefully.” He took it like it might explode. His resonance brace lit up the second his fingers closed around the crystal. He sucked in a sharp breath, eyes widening. “What?” Kael demanded immediately. “It’s not just memory,” Kade whispered. “It’s… design. Patterns. The structure of Arcana is luminous. The framework he used to ascend.” Selene’s golden eyes gleamed. “Blueprints.”

I don't trust Lyra, and I don't think I ever will, but trying to refrain myself from wanting her so badly is an urge I can't fight against. "It's the curse, isn't it?" Damien asked. My fist clenched, knowing that he was right. I hated the part where he knew everything. Clause and Axle aren't aware of the curse that Lyra acted up a few weeks ago. The Curse of the Unbridled Alpha, an ancient affliction that strikes the most powerful pack leaders, renders them helpless against their primal instincts, driving them to surrender to their basest desires and act on impulse. Their control over their actions is fragile as the moon's phases dictate their fate.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

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!!!

I opened and slammed the door hard, but damn, that felt good. I take off walking, knowing where we stay when we are this close to the city. We will observe our mark, place cameras, and watch his every move. When the Joker card gets played, we require proof. Joker is who you want when you want the kill to be brutal and without mercy. He is a work of art when he is in control. His ways should scare me or make me want him less, but something is wrong with me.

She shortly made the payment and showed us the transaction payment "Thank you, ma’am." I said before we turned back and walked out of the house "Did you see that?" Amal said as we stepped out of the house "See what?" "Her necklace, she is wearing someone’s yearly income. That is pure diamond around her neck" "And how do you it’s worth?" I asked "I know an expensive diamond when I see one" Amal heeds everything, nothing escapes her gaze, once she sees something she will mathematically find out its worth. I was about to enter the car when I realized Amal wasn’t behind me, she was taking a selfies in front of the Ferrari.

“True balance requires sacrifice, trust, and the willingness to stand together even when the path ahead seems impossible.” A heavy silence followed. Ryan sensed the subtle shift in Aria’s emotions through their bond. It was not panic or raw anger this time, but a deep, uncomfortable recognition. The mountain continued to reveal fragments of her own destiny through the lives of those long dead. Each vision seemed to draw her closer to an identity she was not yet ready to fully embrace, and Ryan was beginning to understand why that terrified her so deeply. Without warning, the gate pulsed with faint light. The countless symbols carved across its surface began to illuminate one after another, g

Evan was in a mysterious white space. An old stranger just handed Evan his legacy in full. The information crashed into Evan's mind like the waves of the sea. Eventually, the waves condensed into three simple words. They read, 'Ninefold Arcane Arts.' The Ninefold Arcane Arts had everything from geomancy and martial arts to medicine, formations, and mystic arts. He tried to use it a little, and energy was starting to fill his battered body. "It's actually working!" He was delighted. A sliver of energy popped up in his elixir field, and it was like a dragon flying in the skies. Even his senses were sharpened.

Her crimson eyes—ruby-red and sharp as fresh blood—narrowed as a new notification bloomed across her internal HUD, the arcane interface only she could see. **New Ability Unlocked: Hematomancy** **Description:** Use blood magic to summon a mirror for blood scrying. **Scrying Function:** Focus on any place or time—present, past, or possible future event. A slow, satisfied smile curved her lips. Finally. Without hesitation, Celeste raised her left wrist to her mouth. Her fangs—delicate but razor-sharp—pierced the skin with surgical precision. A thin line of blood welled up, bright and vivid.