Arcane Fanfic Novels & Stories

He avoided looking me in the eye as well. In the end, he squeezed out a faint hum. Yup. That was definitely a Pierce-like response. My anger was swiftly ignited thanks to that hum. After all, I was seriously troubled by the romantic scandal featuring us. Just seeing the words "anal fissures" made me feel as though I was about to have a heart attack. Enraged, I punched Pierce in the face. I had used full force because Pierce often dodged my attacks in the past. But unexpectedly, he didn't dodge my punch this time. So, I ended up punching the one and only heir to the Kirkland family out of his own car.

“You’ve turned yourself into this and hidden away in a place this remote. Elena, don’t lie to yourself. You’re avoiding me. You’re punishing me this way, aren’t you?” He stepped forward, trying to close the distance between us, his gaze locked onto mine, intent on breaking the calm on my face. “Look at me. Admit it. You’re just angry. You just needed me to come after you. Needed me to prove it to you…” His words were cut off cleanly by another voice. “So this is the Aurelian family. As rude as rumored.” A figure emerged from the shadow of the colonnade. It was Riven, the young heir of the oldest family in the northern lands.

Today, I had made up my mind to break free from the confinements of my room and explore the enchanting abode that belonged to my fiancé, Alpha Xavier. As I stepped out into the grand hallway, the magnificence of the palace unfolded before me. The walls were adorned with intricate tapestries, depicting the rich history and legends of the Lycan kingdom. Their vibrant colors and detailed designs seemed to come alive in the soft glow of the chandeliers. The air was filled with a delicate fragrance, a blend of wildflowers and subtle hints of musk.

I gave him my hand as support and we both were about to get inside our car when something sharp pierced through my back. " AHH," a confused, painfully moan escaped my mouth. I turned back and saw Alberto coming towards me, behind him was Lucifer who shot the aphrodisiacs infected arrow at me. " Alberto...?" I mumbled and immediately turned back to hurry inside the car. I made Karlo seated in the passenger seat and when I myself tried to get inside, another arrow pierced through my leg.

Julian spoke, his stare trailed across the room. As disturbing it was to accept, it was true that we could hardly identify whose belonging that Lycan might have taken. I began replaying the event of that night in my mind to spot anything that could solve this newly rising problem. And then that little girl's image flashed in front of my eyes--Isabelle's sister--Orabelle. The image of Orabelle particularly the glimpse of the locket she had on. "I can see the cracks on the little girl's ribs..." Draven smiled in amusement looking at Orabelle's skeleton, with shoes moved the skeleton to the side to have a better look at it.

The same blade his father used to execute my parents. My heart stopped. He pressed the tip under my chin, forcing my head up. The silver kissed my throat and my skin smoked. I didn’t make a sound. Couldn’t. “I, Alpha Kieran Dragos of Blood Moon,” his voice rang across the circle, lethal and clear, “reject you, Aria of No Pack, as my mate. I reject your body. I reject your soul. I reject the bond the Moon Goddess saw fit to curse me with.” The words were a death sentence.

Arianna said, and Mabel obeyed. She closed the door and walked up to Arianna. "Please disregard what you just saw. It happened to be just an unfortunate coincidence. I'm already mated to someone else, and even if I were still single, I'd rather die single than become the mate of someone like him," Arianna said, and Mabel gave a small laugh.

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!

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.

Since that fateful night, she had not laid eyes on him, and Aldric on the other hand had been keeping his distance. Reyana was eager to go out and mingle with people because she was tired of feeling trapped and frustrated. She was finally a prisoner in her pack. Her heart sank as her gaze fell upon the bracelet adorning her wrist – the Arcane bind. A single tear traced a path down her cheek. The Arcane bind sat mockingly on her wrist. As harmless as it looked, it was meant to keep her confined in the pack. The day she goes beyond her confinement, she dies.