Arcane #vander Novels & Stories

He bypasses his own assigned desk in the lower barracks and ascends the winding stone staircase toward the fifth tier—the high-ranking command floor where the newly promoted Lead Strategist, a bootlicking sycophant appointed by Malachi, keeps his quarters. Vane doesn't knock. He stands in the dim glow of the corridor’s purple warding runes, watching a familiar silhouette slip past the heavy oak doors at the end of the hall. It's his young mate, a former archive clerk from the lower enclave. She had claimed she was staying late to catalogue old border maps for the pack council. But as Vane silently glides down the hallway, his leather boots making no sound against the cold slate floor, he cat

The hum swelled, and a voice emerged, sweet and intoxicating: “Jessica, heart of the nexus, weave your love eternal.” A figure appeared, not a weaver or a mother, but Kade, his form glowing with love, his amber eyes soft, his voice a whisper of promises. “I am Ardyn,” he said, his tone Kade’s, rich with devotion. “The Love Weaver. You wove the dawn, Jessica. Weave with me, and our love will bind the nexus forever.”

Ariana continued, "She adores me, and I can guarantee the Hubbord family will suffer if you violate me. Think about how Brian doesn't dare defy his grandmother—do you think he'll stand up for you?" "Stop trying to trick me, Ariana!" Vance snorted. "There's no way Mrs. Lodge Senior will let you marry Brian once you've been sullied. Do you think she'll still care about you once I'm through with you?" "Try me if you dare, then. Your family is the one who will have to bear the consequences, anyway!" Ariana challenged. Vance was conflicted when he saw how confident she looked. At that moment, someone knocked on the door, and Vance answered it. A server pushed a cart into the room. Vance grew exci

"My remote firewall is a temporary patch. If Seraphina has my old encryption key, she will bypass the silver-gates by midnight tomorrow." "You walk into Lucien Varkane's private server vault, and he will never let you leave, Xender," Briar warns, his voice dropping into a harsh rasp. "He is an Alpha-prime. He smells your value. He will claim your mind and your body the second you show a weakness." "Let him try," I spit, jamming my slate back into my gear pocket. "I am not the weak little submissive Tristan locked in a cage. If Varkane tries to put a collar on me, I'll carve his heart out."

NOTHING is ever more important than Ara. That is the thing Ara learned after being discharged from the J Hospital. For whatever reason her parents were convinced that staying with Van is better for her health and safety. Van, short for Vanluke, literally never left her alone even when she’s taking a private bath in a private property mansion somewhere in Luzon near no neighborhood in the middle of a mountain. When she got there something tells her that she’s been there before but recollection of solid memories. Van is incredibly wealthy to have a security team patrolling the corners of his mansion. But more importantly, even if Van does have to leave her side for a brief hour of shower, he’d

Carly yelled kicking nothing in air while the men carried her away. Luca's eyes met with Mia's. He was in pain. He hated himself for coming here just to disgrace himself in front of her. Who knows? Raven would poison her mind against him. "Just so you know Carly Tartal, I'm waiting for that day. Your father gas hidden enough, makes me wonder if he's dead. Have you guys being calling a skeleton your father, he doesn't leave the damn house" Raven said then she looked at Mia and Nanny before following his men out.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Aria paced the velvet-carpeted corridor outside the council chamber, chewing her lower lip so hard she could taste blood. Her stomach churned like a storm was brewing in it. She’d survived a vampire ambush, accidentally awakened ancient magic, and trained with the broodiest Alpha in history—but this? This political tea party between blood-drinking aristocrats? Terrifying. “Stop pacing,” Varek said from beside her, arms folded, expression unreadable. “You’re not being sent to slaughter.”

another voice came into the show. I sniffed and raised my head a bit, “I apologise, alpha kings, but Alpha Vander will be here soon.” I managed to speak before resuming what I'd been doing. My wolf whined in anxiety as she battled not to be too suppressed by their auras. “Vander got himself a very sweet slave. He has a good eye for women right from time.” “The curves, both up and down. She could do well in riding my cock until I climax.” My belly churned. These people are so crazy!

“And whatever that something is, I do not want to know about it…” “Aurora…” “I have enough in my hands to deal with another case of Giovanni and Nicolas, Dante” Aurora said coldly “a compass, a magic scroll, guardian, whatever other bullshit that you might try to show…” “Aurora, the compass literally opened when you approached it. Did you think that I would lie to you…”