Arcane Madness Novels & Stories

Adrien looked at her with irony after taking a deep and very comfortable breath, counting if he was feeling suffocated and said to her with irony: You are really the most crazy person I have met in my life. She looked at him with happiness and said to him in a serious voice: Do you know, Lycans, what madness is? Madness is the most beautiful thing in this life, so if you don't live your life crazy, you never lived it, and I wasn't going out because I didn't know a good place to go. .

Bruce asks me. I shake my head. "I could use a ride if you don't mind. I am not sure I am ready to drive today," I say. I know I am not ready to drive. "I can take you, but first, I have to tell you something. I made some calls while you were sorting through some things. I wanted to give you some space. I found both of your uncles. They own a little magic shop in New Orleans. It is called Elemental Magic," Bruce says.

His teeth were darkened with what seemed like many years of tobacco intake, and his breath stunk of smoke and decayed food. “He was trying to kidnap our Rebecca, don’t you see?” the bald one stated. “Unhand me immediately,” Jacob said in a low threatening voice. “You got the nerve to talk after what we caught you doing?!” the hairy guy bellowed, raising his hand, about to strike Jacob. “Stop James! He wasn’t trying to hurt me. Leave him, John.” Rebecca yelled weakly. The hefty dudes known as James and John stared at each other and then at Rebecca.

he broke the news in one breath. The revelation hit everyone like a shock. "What?" Aldric blurted out. "How? That is impossible," Kellan said, standing in amusement with his hands at akimbo. Reyana's gaze snapped to meet Randall's. What did he just say? How? Her mind reeled. "I found out this morning," Randall added. "But there is no way she could have been able to break that barrier from within! It was the most secure source of Gut'ir Arcane Lock that was conjured with the blood of 3 virgins!" Kellan spoke in frustration.

Light burst through the dark, blinding my eyes as flashes of my mother staring into Deimos’ eyes flooded in, her memories bleeding into mine — standing like a shield between him and me. ‘He is your enemy. The one you need to — have to — end.’ Her bitterness, her hatred and her wrath overwhelmed me. My fists clenched, my jaw locked, and my body trembled, not with fear, but with pure, consuming rage. Symptoms of the Madness affliction: heavy, lifeless eyes ringed with chronic bruise-like dark circles. Normally, I would have cowered beneath such a sublime presence, but holding his gaze, I glared right into his eyes.

Randy inspected our outfits. Erica, on the other hand, seemed intrigued. "Pretty trendy. How did I miss this brand's new line?" Solomon and I wore limited-edition fall gear from a well-known brand. She recognized it as she circled us. "We're not high schoolers," I said. "We're in college." "Which one?" "Arcane Academy." Randy glanced at Debra. "You've got some juniors here." She graduated from Arcane too, but beyond that, I didn't know much.

Seraphina As I recounted the details of the recent council meeting to Maddie, her reaction unfolded like a storm within the confines of my room. Disbelief widened her eyes, mirroring the shock that had initially rippled through me upon realizing Ari's unexpected advantage. "How can that be? It’s impossible that Ari even has a slight chance of winning," Maddie's voice quivered with desperation and fear. Her pacing back and forth, along with nail-biting, physically manifested the turmoil gripping her, and it was driving me crazy.

Stumbling back, I crouched down, ready to attack, “What in the name of Loki are you doing? Go now before I change my mind and kick you, sorry little ass!” Arcane stood between us, blocking my view of her, and his eyes bored into mine. His fingertips had turned to long black talons, and almost black eyes focused only on me. Why the fucking hell did his beast interfere in this!?

Fear coiled inside her chest, but alongside it, a confusing flicker of something else — something she didn’t want to name. “Rule two,” Aariz continued, his gaze never leaving her. “You do not speak to any man here. Not the guards, not the staff, not anyone. If a man so much as looks at you too long, I’ll put a bullet between his eyes.” Her lips parted in shock. “That’s insane—” “Insane?” His laugh was low, cold, carrying no humor. “No. That’s possession, TimTim. Learn the difference.” She shrank back, trembling, but his steps closed the distance, dragging her back into the cage of his presence.

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.