Novel & Cerita Arcane Wattpad

Anita said, she didn’t want to involve them in every little thing. “Alright then. I have news for you” Akira said. “What’s that?” Anita said while taking off her shoes. “Yesterday, while staying around I saw Anabelle. She had gone out of the Pack and the werewolf threshold” Akira said taking a seat beside Anita. “What? What was going there to do?” Anita asked. So Akira went ahead and told her everything. She told her how Anabelle had given the family treasure to the witch for the purchase of the love potion.

Arkyn’s using his Alpha Sight, forcing his way into my memories, digging through every dark secret, every painful moment I’ve tried to bury. I can’t move. I can barely breathe as Arkyn sifts through my mind, unearthing everything—the deal I made with the witches, the years I spent running from them, the fights, the betrayals. He’s seeing it all. Even the things I never told Orion. My chest tightens, and I want to scream, to push him out, but I can’t. The only thing I can do is wait for him to be done. And when he finally pulls his claws out, I collapse forward, gasping for air, my body trembling.

Tiara’s POV I think I’m dead. I have to be. Because there’s no way I’m actually awake in this… place… staring at him. Luke Thorne. I mean… it has to be Luke, right? Silver hair that shimmers like moonlight, golden eyes sharp enough to slice through glass, and that tiny, almost cruel mole right under his left eye… it’s him. It’s really him. But that’s impossible. He’s not real. He can’t be real.

Zane’s family is pretty cool, and I like them. “What’s wrong, son?” Blaine asks, concerned. “Care to tell me why the fuck Cerberus just tried to mate Ari in the woods.” Zane spits at him. “I told you so,” Zara says, shoving Blaine. “Your father didn’t think it was real. Howlers can mate with lycans because of their Dire wolves. Howlers are created from tormented dire wolf spirits. It’s why the coven doesn’t normally allow lycan familiars. Ari was chosen for you by Fate himself. We couldn’t argue and say no. I said we should tell you to be on the safe side, but your father insisted it wasn’t true.” Zara gives Blaine an annoyed look.

“Midnight tomorrow, Serena. Bring me the ledger, or I will send Sarah back to you piece by piece.” The words looped relentlessly in her mind, accompanied by the echo of Sarah’s agonizing, high-pitched screams. Serena closed her eyes, pressing her palms against her temples as a cold sweat broke out across her skin. This was in a die-or-die situation. If she refused Lorenzo, her sister would be brutally murdered. If she went through with the theft and Victor caught her, the fierce, possessive monster who had just claimed her as his queen would look at her with cold, dead eyes before snapping her neck.

He would burn the world before letting her go. But would she let him? That night, Aria found herself restless again. She wandered the halls until she stumbled into the library, its shelves towering high, filled with centuries of forgotten lore. She trailed her fingers along the spines of old tomes until a worn, leather-bound book caught her eye. It practically hummed beneath her touch. Opening it, she found passages about revenants, about ancient blood magic that twisted wolves into something monstrous. But what struck her most were the warnings—about how such magic was always tied to bonds, to love, to power greater than flesh.

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?"

I spoke and they laughed again. “Oh my god, how naive and foolish can you get? What made you even think that he would accept someone like you?” Jake commented. I looked at him and he looked displeased. Does he hate me? I looked back at his friends. “He wouldn’t accept someone as pathetic as you as his mate. I am gonna be his Luna and his mate soon.” Sophie sneered. “That cannot happen.” “Why? Let me say it clearly. I, Lucas Klein of Blood Bound pack, reject you, Ariana Black as my mate.”

We trained together while Gabe thought it was just ‘girl stuff. I had wanted to punch him in the face when he’d asked if we were doing each other’s nails or something. As if. I was learning to control my powers. So I didn’t accidentally blow someone’s head off. “Well, that means we can’t portal in or out either,” Amaya countered, looking over the book Sister Agnes had given us. We’d combed through it quite thoroughly trying to figure out the location of the Sacred Flame. But there was nothing except some prophecies and stories about various witch relics. Most seemed to be myths. Was the Sacred Flame just a myth too? Amaya flipped open the book, pensively opening it to a page where there was

Little did I know, the spark was about to become a raging inferno, courtesy of something far beyond the mortal realm. It started on a rainy Friday night. I’d come home exhausted from a long week, my blouse clinging to my skin from the downpour outside. I kicked off my heels, letting them thud against the hardwood floor, and poured myself a glass of merlot. The apartment felt emptier than usual; my last girlfriend had left months ago, citing my “workaholic tendencies” as the reason. Truth be told, I missed the warmth of a body next to mine, the soft curves and whispered promises in the dark. To distract myself, I rummaged through the old box of junk in my closet— relics from my rebellious pha