Arcane Academy The Divine Extraction Legacy Novels & Stories

You will be plagued by the bloodline's curse. Diego's chest tightens at the sad truth of what she said. The past he has tried to avoid is catching up with him. Because his legacy, his bloodline, has been soiled by betrayal, Lucia and Valentina are determined to bring him to his knees. The renegade Alpha Carlos Varela then emerges with a threatening smile as a mysterious voice pierces the environment. In an authoritative and determined manner, Carlos says, "Now, I'll take the children." "And I'll be carrying your legacy with me when I do."

One by one, the daughters step forward to submit to the extraction of energy. Aren raises his hands, glowing with golden light, and gently places them on each of their chests. With a gesture of concentration, the Major Divine Archon begins to channel his immense universal power, connecting with the divine energy present in the daughters. A soft stream of golden light emanates from the bodies of the daughters, flowing towards Aren's hands. As the energy is extracted, the daughters experience a sensation of lightness and liberation. The Elder and the other gods present in the room exchange looks laden with seriousness. The silence becomes even heavier as everyone considers the words of the god

a "Goddess." "We have to 'Open' the 'Ledger', Dominic," Avery commanded, her body "Pressing" against his, her "Somatic-Heat" "Syncing" with the "Indigo-Vibration" of his "Ice-King-Marrow." "We have to 'Reclaim' the 'Ancestry.' If we don't 'Liquidate' the 'Archive,' the 'Creditor' still 'Owns' the 'Source-Code' of our 'Union'."

Agnes whispered under her breath, her heart hammering in her chest. A sudden, blood-red file unlocked at the top of the queue: > **CLASSIFIED RECORD: OPERATION NIGHTFALL** > AUTHORIZATION: ARCHON MALAKOR / GRAND WOLF ASSEMBLY > EXECUTOR: MORRIGAN VANCE (STEP-MOTHER) > ORDER DETAILS: TOTAL INCINERATION / ASSET SEIZURE > Agnes’s breath hitched in her throat. Her eyes scanned the decrypted blueprint attached to the file—a highly complex, ancient Relic schematic stamped with her late mother’s personal crest: **The Apex Relic.**

On reflex, I pulled out the heart of a wolf that thought ambushing me while screaming was a great idea. The bond between Leila and I pulsed with positive energy. Leila was trying to calm me down, it was working. We got separated a while ago in her darkness but I wasn't worried. All thanks to the mating bond. “Any sign of Antonio?” I asked Grey through the bond. “No Alpha, there's also no sign of the sorcerer.” Before Leila covered the pack in darkness, I had ordered Grey to look for Antonio using his scent. “I found some sorcerers!” Regan announced.

Because she is out there. Waiting. Plotting. And whatever she's planning, it’s not going to be pretty. But tonight? Tonight, the Arcane-Oracle Pack is whole. We have two new heirs. We’ve made history. And I swear to whatever gods are listening, I will burn the fucking world down before I let anyone take that away from us. Not even me. Let the beast come. I’m ready. *** Zane Wynter One year.

After all, the remaining few included one with five Divine Veins and two with six, one of whom possessed the phoenix bloodline. Even if he could not secure Norm, the others were still exceptional talents! Wren immediately made his decision. "The Dark Divine Holy Land's signature technique is the Dark Deity Technique—a sage-grade method that would be perfect for Elder Weber. Our Light Divine Holy Land happens to possess the sage-grade Light Deity Technique as well. What do you think, Walter?" Wren proudly highlighted both sects' sage-grade techniques, thinking his offer should be irresistible.

“We owe you so much more than we can ever repay. The best we can do is give you your proper place, at our table, as one of us.” “You want me to become a Legacy?!” I gasp. I couldn’t be more surprised than if they had told me the Easter Bunny is real and his name is Ted. “You already are a Legacy,” Zephyra comments lazily. “You can’t be MADE a Legacy, you are BORN one. You are an Adare. There has always been an Adare in the seven.” “So you are giving me the seat that should be mine?” Lazarus suddenly sits up very straight and looks over at the rest of them.

It exploded upward, sharp shards impaling him from below. Hardy gasped, blood pouring from a dozen wounds. The amulet fell from his hand. "Why?" he whispered. "Because wolves killed my mother. And now wolves will pay." Arlene knelt beside him. "But don't worry. You won't die alone. Tomorrow, your entire pack joins you." She placed her hand on his forehead. Memory extraction magic. Painful. Fatal. Hardy screamed as she tore through his mind, taking everything he knew about pack defenses, elder protocols, and Meredith's involvement.

Councilor Vornell asked. “I mean … we can summon one to aid us in our fight against the Legion.” “But Your Highness,” Arch Garaman spoke. “To summon a legendary-class beast, we will need a legendary core from its relative species—“ “I have one,” Arth interrupted, his eyes shifting from his hands towards the Archmage. “I have Draphiron’s core … so we can make it happen, can we not?” The councilors once again shared glances, looking surprised, then they all nodded in response. There was a mutual agreement among them as silence filled the Council Chamber. The mages, however, seemed not to show any belief in Arth.