Arcane Jarah Aurel Novels & Stories

Nyxar said cheerfully. "Absolutely No!" Aurelian disagreed but kept holding Kaelara nevertheless. "Oh, absolutely, yes!" Nyxar supplied. "She's only keeping her balance." Aurelian tried reasoning with his insane wolf. "She's in our arms. This is progress!" Nyxar refused to back down. "It is an accident, Nyxar." Aurelian groaned. "A wonderful accident. Which part of I love it don't you understand?!" Determined to ignore his wolf, Aurelian lowered his gaze.

Filled with glowing items. Blue mana crystals. Red health shards. Weapons that pulsed with enchantment. Armor made from dragon scales. It was a dragon's hoard. And it was all free. "Jackpot," Arielle whispered. Sera sniffed a pile of dried herbs. She sneezed. Arielle walked down the aisles. She wasn't looking for weapons. She had claws. She wasn't looking for armor. She had Void skin. She was looking for fuel. She found it in the back.

"Well I have to take her home. That's why I'm here in the first place. To bring her back to her Homeland" Wait a minute...... "You don't mean right this instant do you?" I asked "surely you can give me a few days to process all these and prepare myself" "I'm afraid not honey. The fact that you are alive and I found you so easily means that others can find you too. You are a very rare being little Azura, and you have lots of enemies. J could sense the energy from your power from miles away. So you are too vulnerable right now". Aunt Anna explained.

Arah’s blue-green aura was thick and steady. Near her, sprawled on the ground, lay Jeric’s naked body, a faint spiked aura clinging to his skin—its color not of this world. He had the same aura the ancient beasts had once carried. Gildeon’s breath caught, jaw tightening as the truth began to take shape. It couldn’t be. But then, he remembered the beach bar, the night he’d fetched Arah. That blur of unnatural appendages hovering above her. Jeric’s. Why had he not taken it seriously?

"I'm sorry, my Lord. If our goddess dies, then we'll all go extinct. Honestly... I think that would be better than another child being born to suffer the cruelty we did." Silence regained its domain in the court, broken only by Jarik's sobs. Then Duncan spoke, his voice sharp and authoritative. "Jarik of the Ouroboros. For leading attacks against the Moon Realm and shedding innocent blood, you are sentenced to death." Jarik lifted his head slightly, stiffening as his body trembled. "Thank you, your Grace," he whispered. A painful smile spread across his lips as his gaze finally met Arianna's. Hope. That was the hint she saw there. But Arianna averted her gaze, her chest tightening as she hea

End of flashback. This is the same fortress where you were born. I keep this place safe for I knew that one day you will be back just like what your grandma Aurora Flockhart told me. I swore to myself that I would repay your mother for saving my life. I could not save her life, but I can help her save yours. "Aria, you are the daughter of Angel Uriel and Demon Kierra, the hybrid child that is also known as a Nephalem."

Juma scoffed, "I see you bring the lies of the outside world with you. Admit you are after the glory of being the first outsider to see the broken plains." Once more, the Al' Miraj appeared in front of Aurelia, "I think my divine friend disagrees with you, Juma," Aurelia pointed at the Al' Miraj's luminescent horn. "I am determined to win this fight and the hearts of people back home for the future of Shadowfen and the world."

Aura: Demonic Aura (Purple) Level: 8/60 Exp:9000/16000 HP: 970/1470 CON:147 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:300 DEX:60 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:75 STR:25 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 255 INT:51 (1INT= 5MP) Speed :47 AGI:47 (1 AGI = 1 Speed) [Skills: Gluttony(Epic).Stealth(Mystic), Enhanced(Elite), Calm down(U), Amplify(Mystic),Toxikinesis(Mystic) ,Biokinesis(Mystic), Dash(R),Restriction(Elite),Fire Spark(C) ] [Class skills- Resurrect(Elite) Negate(Elite)] [Curse of Sloth] {System skill: Analyse(UeX)} {Unique EX Skill: Experience of Another life}

My fingers twitch, but that’s all I can do. Then I see him. High Priest Malavor. The moment our eyes meet, something cold crawls down my spine. His smile is thin and stretched too wide, as if it were carved on. “You wake sooner than expected,” he says, his voice full of satisfaction. “Good. I want you to be aware.” My voice comes out as a whisper. “Where… is Aurek?” Malavor’s smile widens. “Ah. The beast. He is coming, yes, but far too late.”

While Kairen could summon the water like Amira and could create a fireball like Alaric, Aurora could do more. I shifted my watchful eye to the vampires in Yorkshire. Alaric and Nomiko's niece, Micah, was just months younger than Kairen. Just like her father, she could also create fireballs, and she was as beautiful as her mom. The only resemblance she got from Alaric was her jet-black hair. She didn't inherit Nomiko's fiery red locks.