Arcane Society Books In Order Novels & Stories

I punched three more times before it broke through. “There it is.” My eyes darkened with satisfaction. I grabbed the panel and slid it open. Inside were only two books. An ancient-looking tome, and a thick grimoire. I picked both up and quickly unlatched them before flipping through the pages with growing anticipation. Unlike the others, none of the pages were torn. I heaved a sigh of relief while a faint smile tugged at my lips. “Now, let’s see what you are,” I whispered. I scanned the titles carefully. The grimoire was titled Makisteia. The tome beneath it was Malkara Lyk — Vael Sorcery and Curse of the Wolves respectively.

” Sofia rose from the table and went into the other room, “Follow me.” I rose and joined her in the next room, which was packed floor to ceiling with shelves of books. “I hate to see you stuck between your word and your destiny.” She said, cryptically, placing a few musty-smelling books in my arms. “Let’s postpone your decision until you’re more sure of your own mind, shall we? Take these, look them over. They will help you understand more of how to use your magic.” I looked at the titles of the books curiously. ‘Under a Full Moon’, ‘Selene the Blessed’, ‘To Ride A Wild Hunt’, and one enigmatic tome titled ‘Panacea Obscura”.

If only her mother’s books were left intact then she wouldn’t have to work from the scratch, because the counter curse of soul separation curse wasn’t as easy to find as the other counter curses were. With her fingers carefully skimming through the hardcover of the books, Levy read the title of the books printed on the spine. Fire infused scroll of death, Heirloom of the cunning mage Gilford, Annihilation of souls, books on torment and Fangs of eternal bloodlust—— On and on the books went and Levy chose the one that had the title closest to what she was looking for —— Annihilation of the souls, this book seemed like what she was looking for. So, she stretched her hand and picked the books fr

I was running out of time and I was beginning to grow frustrated. "When you are forced to pick between two evils, you pick NEITHER of them and choose a third option instead". Aria was so carefree the way she said it, as she hovered close to a bookshelf. "A third option, what do you mean?" I inquired. I could see Aria pull out a book from the shelf and place it gently on the table. It was very heavy, considering how little she was but she managed by herself. "What book is this?" "It is the codex of 'GAIASANIA AND GAIAMANIA' - a compilation of the Annual records of the 14 werewolf kingdoms". Aria disclosed to me, as she magically flicked the pages of the book.

She was reading a thick leather-bound volume on ancient legends—her fingers tracing the golden ink of the mythical creatures etched on the page—when a shadow passed behind her. She turned and almost dropped the book. Alaric stood near the tall windows, hands clasped behind his back, eyes fixed on the snowy garden beyond. “I didn’t mean to intrude,” Seraphine said, quickly standing. “I didn’t know you were here.” He looked over his shoulder. “It is your home now as well. You do not need to flee when I enter.” Still, she held the book to her chest like a shield. Alaric’s gaze dropped to the spine. “The Chronicles of the Thirteenth Moon. That’s not light reading.”

She imagined what it would feel like on the other parts of her body again. "Sil? Sil?" She snapped out of her thoughts though it took a little shake. "Penny for your thoughts". She smiled. "It wasn't something serious. Just random thoughts". "And you don't want to talk about it? Is it about the chimera?" He peered into her eyes. "No, no my love it isn't. I'm fine. What were you saying?" "Master Arcus left me a book, Magix of death and life." Sil looked at him wide eyed. "Isn't that the book about Necromancy?"

Once inside, I quickly closed the door, resting my back against it as I exhaled a long, audible breath. Thank you, brother. Quickly making my way towards the huge, intricately sculptured bed, I slowly kneeled afterwards, my fingers lightly skimming over the golden, cursive letters embedded on the cover. Angels and Demons I sighed once again, shoving the heavy book under the bed, deciding to read it tomorrow, in peace and someplace else, where no one can bother or see me. Only the gods know what mother would do to me if she would’ve ever seen me with this book.

“Among humans, it is used as a way to kill a vampire forever. But among vampires, it is a way to resurrect them. “You will lie here, at Caleb’s side, and we will hold a funeral service for you both, and repeat it three times. If it works, on the third time, you will both be revived, together. Either that, or you will both die for good. “IF you are revived, you must know that it will not be in this time. You will both wake in a new life, a new place, a new time. You cannot move forward in time, so you will move backwards. We don’t know what place, or what time era.”

"I thought you didn't remember this book anymore, my beautiful. He almost killed her the first time he wrote it. That's why you're keeping it in my crypt.” "I remember him perfectly," I lied, so sure of what he said that I even believed it. “And I need the four of us to have access to it immediately.” "For what? "Actaius asked. "To destroy it.” "You can't do that, Arianna," scolded Faye. "The book contains ancient and terrible spells about invocation. Spells that have been sealed on pages to contain the creatures that can be invoked during their reading. If you destroy it...”

There was a hint of sadness in her voice as she sighed deeply, gazing at the collection of books. Diana closed the book she was holding and placed a hand under her chin, lost in thought. “A large portion of the Arcane Library is missing here,” she said. “I was looking for the book collection concerning the Faiths, but it seems that we won’t be able to learn much here since the rebellion doesn’t seem to have it. I also didn’t see all the restricted scrolls regarding the creation of the world. It’s possible that they were destroyed during the uprising, but I suspect that Osprey keeps them under lock and key since they are too valuable. If we want to understand what’s happening with you, we mus