Arcane Vastaya Novels & Stories

Without a word, she tossed an old, yellowed scroll onto the table in front of Rayden. "This is the final shipping manifest from the Bramasta family's secret warehouse from ten years ago," she said, her flat voice sharper than usual. "It's the only record in their entire archive that mentions the name Brahma Angkara." Rayden immediately seized the scroll. His steady hands broke the cracked wax seal. Inside was a long list of high-level spiritual resources—Pure Flame Crystals, Spirit Essence Jade, and dozens of other rare materials—in a quantity large enough to fund a small sect for a decade.

that stretched into the absolute void. Avery Vane-Thorne stood in the center of the "White-Vast," her "Gold-Vanguard" aura flaring with a "Vicious-Tender-Defiance." Her indigo gown seemed like a "Sovereign-Stain" on the perfection of the room. She could feel the "Origin-Standard" trying to "Format" her "Marrow," trying to "Re-Index" her as a "Substitute-Variable" rather than a "Queen."

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

The towering dome of arcane energy was quickly enveloped by the coiling and twisting serpentine plants across its surface. "Amazes me every time." "Now do your thing." Rachelia winked to Vayu. "Give them hell." Vayu smiled, and his Arcus Ignis was unleashed. The rainbow cloth enveloped him and he propelled himself away like a comet. By the time he landed on the line of silverstream presences, a multicolored explosion boomed. Lars couldn't make out the details at first but then he realized Vayu had turned into a gigantic white fox. His nine tails flared of all the colors in the spectrum, burning and lashing in the air.

Arya POV Waiting for him to speak was like torture. He was silent for what felt like an eternity. She was becoming impatient with her father. “Well? what is it?” The king let out a long sigh and ran his hand down his face. “Your mother wasn’t just a normal hybrid, Arya.” He notices her confused expression and finishes explaining. “Being part Lycan and part witch the Lycan side enhances the witch’s magic. Making it more potent. Ive been telling you that all your life. What I haven’t told you is that your mother was a High Priestess and a Queen blessed by the Moon Goddess. The coven she was born into cast her and her mother out when they found out she was a hybrid. Her father was one of the or

She's upset for a moment. Elise arrived at the capital as soon as the sun set. Last night, she was restless that she remembered something important from the book The Lazy Lucky Princess. There will be a cave of mana near the mountain of Yaven. It is known as a spirit mountain where according to legends, The Yaven Tribe traditional homeland. It was surrounded by river valleys and higher hills. The Yaven Tribe used to live at the mountain to guard the spirits power. Spirit power that can heal poisons and curse by dark magic. Many mercenaries tried to find the power but continued to get lost, which made the summit gather bad rumors.

“In the heart of Arvamel, there is a very strong crystal—the Crystal of Elements. Sarya is trying to find a way for you to come to Arvamel and touch it without Queen Vannya’s knowledge.” “Ayla will never go to Arvamel as long as Vannya sits on the Crystal Throne,” Rhobart told Sylvar in an icy tone. “But what if this crystal is the only way to get my magic back?” asked Ayla. “Sarya would never let anything happen to me.” Rhobart huffed in annoyance. “Like I would ever let you out of my sight.” Ayla tsked before turning her attention to Sylvar. “What is this Crystal of Elements? I have never heard of it.”

Vivian had given it to me at recruitment with the instruction that I would know when to use it and the implication that hesitation would be expensive. Extracted from shadow wolf venom and nightshade root, processed through dark magic. Tasteless. Odorless. Mimics cardiac arrest in wolves with compromised immune systems. Aria’s immune system, after three days of fighting the curse, would qualify. I looked at the vial. Thought about Protocol 7. Thought about Vivian’s message: Timeline critical. Transformation must not complete.

She continued, my strangling demon: "Dear scheming Jarngrimr hasn't stopped blathering on about you since you were conceived. Tithe to Utgardr, she says, your blood the bridge between Arcadia and the Northern Holds. Tuppence, I say. Nothing good comes of a filthy witch." The mara atop me spat in my face, her sleek auburn hair and light milky skin like the Arcadian prefects of Periland, the home of the mara race. Her large sable eyes bore into my soul, and she assumed the nightmare position, conjuring my dreams with her slender, spiked fingers in black sand. From the essence of the cloud, the mara feasted.

Vivian Arnold sent off Egbert Leon, and Bartholomew did the same, letting a Masterful Supreme return the ability to return to the human alliance and spread the news. After a moment, the human alliance in the Grand Archmage and all were filled with excitement tearing apart the space marking the way here. These people saw Vivian Arnold wink, their eyes widened, and a thought rose in their hearts. Grab this weird humanoid Nebula Sanctuary, let her do everything for me. These humans also don't know, Vivian Arnold has closed the contract, Bartholomew's men have not told them, even waiting for them to misunderstand. "The shape of the face is also related to the race, this must be the ten-tailed la