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“Why would you want to prevent Lance from getting my magic?” “You love the wrong brother,” Gail interrupted. “Jason is twice the man Lance is.” I sucked in air. “You know Jason?” She nodded. I placed my fingers to my temple. “None of this is making sense. I’m getting a headache.” “Your problem is that you have been convinced that the society is absolute,” Marduke mused. “There is no such thing as absolute. All have flaws in the eyes of others. Even the gods are flawed.”

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I tell him. Flavius nods in response and begins to pack his things. I fill my satchel with various clothing items and few books. "Why are you packing books?" Flavius asks curiously. "Since we are visiting another horde without sending a messenger ahead, I need to bring something that will serve as a gift. Those of the Horde of Fates are known knowledge seekers. I have many books in my private collection that have not been seen since The Fires. They should serve as a suitable present," I say.

"Stop, Gideon! Osric would never hurt me, you know this. He's right to be afraid for his mate, she's carrying their children. These are the Fountains of souls; the dark set is the Fountain of Death and the light set is the Fountain of Life.” “They only react to Gods and very powerful magic, in this case Raven and Liliana. They're the only ones who can access them, it's where they will help the souls of the dead move on to their afterlife, or to return as a lycan spirit where Liliana will bond the lycan to its vessel," Adaline explains, walking over to the fountains she looks into the basins, as the rest of us walk forward. "So, this isn't liquid, it's souls?" Ares asks, he goes to touch the

Not that Jon had anything to say to her. The day had been taken up by this seemingly fruitless search, until in the dingiest part of the store, in a crumbling red book published in 1900, he found the name. The Book of Sacred Magic of Abramelin the Mage was filled with weird double-talk, esoteric terms, confusing graphics, and yawn-inducing florid language, but the name was there—as was his invocation.

You are truly your father’s daughter. You must forgive all the riddles, codes, letters, and keys, but the secret that I guard is most powerful, and must be broken into fragments, to prevent others from decoding it. Only the truly worthy—only yourself—are meant to decode the secret that you ultimately will. If you are reading this, you already have one key in your possession. You must obtain the final three to reach me. The second key is your focus now. To find it, you will first have to go to the Fields of the Scholars—

The Royal Shadow Series will consist of 9 books, and then the saga will be complete. Part of the saga is also the anthology A Court of Arcane Souls, which features short stories based on side characters readers wanted to read more about, but these stories are not available on the book apps, nor will they ever be; they are exclusive to my subscription platform. There are currently 4 short stories available: From Omega to Beta (Torie's story), Say Yes Like You Mean It (Derrick's story), A Motherly Bond (Jessica's story - Marcus' mother), and Embracing Her Cursed Love (Eisa's story). There are 4 more scheduled short stories to come that have been requested, and likely even more after that.

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.

Her chest tightened. She wasn’t ready for all of it. But part of her wanted it anyway. “I need to know more,” she said. “About what happened here. About what I did.” Lucan reached into his coat and pulled out a weathered book wrapped in a dark velvet cloth. He placed it on the stone beside her. “The Dream Codex,” he said. “It’s what’s left of your spellbook. Or Sariah’s, rather.” Seraphina opened the cloth with care, her fingers tracing the faded pages. Symbols danced across the paper—some familiar, some utterly alien. But the minute she touched them, they stirred inside her.

Yesterday had gone well, but there’d been a moment where it was touch and go and my blood runs cold every time I think about what could have happened if I lost control and the mages got their powers back. “What’s wrong?” Soren finally asks with a small frown. I’ve been pacing like a caged tiger and he’s been very patiently trying to ignore me while attempting to read. Hilda found the book in the huge library Arlo’s pack has tucked away in an underground fortress and tasked him with checking whether it contains anything useful. Apparently we’re not the first werewolves to have a run-in with mages. The book is titled: Illusions and How to Dispel them. So far it hasn’t offered up anything of pr