Arcane Caitvi Fanfiction Novels & Stories

KIARAS POV It’s been two months now since I arrived here at the White Haven Coven. Though, it definitely has felt longer. My first week here was tough trying to just fit in. There are definitely some witches and warlocks that made it their life’s mission to make me miserable. What gets me the most is that it’s mainly adults that have an issue with me. Aunt Karina told me to ignore them. That they are just jealous because I can tap into magic no one else can without using dark magic which would also cause them to lose their powers a lot faster. Not for me because dark magic was used to create me, so I get all the benefits and as far as we know, none of the downfall. Eventually, I lost my temp

My pulse quickens as I push the door ajar, the sight before me shattering the fragile walls of my world. Cain is there, his shirt half-unbuttoned, his arms wrapped around her. Claire. My best friend. The woman who stood beside me during my mating ceremony. My breath catches, a choked sob escaping my lips before I can stop it. Their heads snap toward me. “Cain…” My voice trembles as I step inside, my hands shaking. “What are you doing?” Claire smirks, a cruel twist of her lips that turns my stomach. Cain doesn’t bother to pull away from her. His icy gaze pierces me, filled with disdain rather than the guilt I hope to see.

The kind that stretched you to your limits, but left you feeling oh-so full? “You’re fucking hopeless! Priorities, Anastasia! You can fantasize about his meat stick while we’re on the run.” Ziva was clearly tired of my shit. “No good thief.” Alpha Caius growled, and damn if the sound didn’t burrow itself right between my legs. “First you steal my car, and now you run like a coward.” A scent curled in the air between us, smooth and sweet like warm caramel. It was my arousal, because of course it was. Of course I couldn’t maintain a modicum of pride when pinned naked beneath an obscenely mouthwatering Alpha.

“You have a mate that loves you so much… you have many much less enemies seeking your downfall… just look at what I’ve been through with my mate… it had to take the goddess’s very intervention to bring him back, because I almost lost him forever. But, you and Cian…” “I know… I’m so lucky that Cian and I never had as much problems… I shouldn’t have been so envious of you…. now I feel really bad… but it still doesn’t take away the fact that I feel even worse when I know that I may never be able to give him a child.” Ava thought then that this wasn’t working, she decided to try another approach with their usual gossip, taking her hand, “Kiara… while I was at the Daivie… I saw something that mig

“I’m sure Ciara and I will get along famously. Women in our circles learn to share the spotlight.” Share. The implication is filled with suggestion. My thighs press together under my dress, Cain’s earlier release still marking me. I hate how my body remembers him. I imagine clawing Cain's face now. My nails raking down those sharp cheekbones while I ride him hard enough to bruise us both. In the fantasy, he bleeds, and I come screaming his name anyway. Pathetic. I'm pathetic! “Lovely,” I manage. My voice doesn’t waver. Good.

Anselm explained. “Anselm and I had been raised together. Anselm was eight when I was brought to the coven as a newborn. Yes, I know who my real parents are. The people that raised us made sure to explain everything once I was old enough to understand. I do not agree with any of it. I left with Anselm. I was there when Delphynia came to visit with Aerian. We had planned to never let Aerian see either of us, but Anselm had gone back to visit our adoptive parents, but I had stayed behind. Someone was following Aerain home from school, so I had no choice but to intervene. I bumped into her on purpose making sure to keep my eyes on the ones following her. We ended up grabbing coffee before I wal

Knowing that she wouldn’t tell me what was going on, I turned to look at Vlad. “What is he talking about?” “I didn’t realize it until now, but I thought there was something familiar about you. Since I didn’t see your husband, I thought I had the wrong person. In the game, you and your husband are known as legends. You two are the only ones to progress so quickly, without a large group. Everyone calls you two the Black and White Knights of Arcane Realm.” I wanted to laugh at his explanation. Right now, I wished that Luka were here to hear this. It was slightly fitting, as our outfits were rare and looked like a Knight. Returning my attention to Nicole, I could see that she wasn’t pleased abou

I give a little cheer and Violet claps her hands in triumph. While Ciara goes into the room to get her shoes, Violet turns back to me, a huge smile on her face. “You’re going to get her, one way or another hero man.” I can only smile a shit eating grin back. I know that Ciara is my mate. In my bones, I know it. But if I get her to fall for me before she feels the effects of the matebond? Well, that’s just a bonus. ---

She vowed to share her thoughts and feelings with her companions more openly, deepening their bonds. Kael: The arcane sorcerer, who had always been cautious with his powers, was confronted by a phantom version of himself wielding raw, uncontrolled magic. Kael understood that his true strength lay in mastering his abilities, not fearing them. He harnessed the chaotic energy and transformed it into a controlled force, unlocking a new level of power.

"But why?" Kiara calmly answered, "Bright." The Archmage immediately stepped forward. "Use communication magic." "Tell Victor that I am one hundred percent certain Caden will take Lilian to Saint Agarcia Church." Bright blinked. "How can you be so sure?" Kiara looked toward the setting sun. "Remember what you've always told me." "Caden rarely shows any emotions." "But whenever Lilian is involved..." "...he becomes someone else." She continued calmly, "He waited years before finally approaching her."