Arcane X Novels & Stories

Randy inspected our outfits. Erica, on the other hand, seemed intrigued. "Pretty trendy. How did I miss this brand's new line?" Solomon and I wore limited-edition fall gear from a well-known brand. She recognized it as she circled us. "We're not high schoolers," I said. "We're in college." "Which one?" "Arcane Academy." Randy glanced at Debra. "You've got some juniors here." She graduated from Arcane too, but beyond that, I didn't know much.

Yet, what I beheld within caused my jaw to drop in astonishment as if it had detached from my face and plummeted to the floor below. [You have acquired the Arcane Tower blueprint] “Huh?” [Arcane Towers, also known as Arcane Turrets, are Constructs forged from Mana ore, crafted to safeguard cities within ancient civilizations. Immobile and formidable, these towers serve as sentinels, relentlessly targeting any creature that dares to approach.] [Armed with potent abilities, Arcane Towers unleash antimagic rays that pierce through any form of physical or magical defence, rendering conventional barriers futile in the face of their onslaught.]

2020 Date completed // 07.04.2020 ~ A/N: Hello! I just wanted to say that 'Xanthe's Angel Wolf' is extremely light. Showcasing only the fluff of the love story of the main characters. So, if you're looking for some dark and action werewolf stuff, this is not it. Thank you for giving my story a chance, I appreciate the support. Happy reading!

And now, his presence was being felt again, his power resurfacing, his vengeance awakening. Finally, she contacted Marcus, a scholar of the arcane, a man who had dedicated his life to translating ancient languages and untangling the mysteries of forgotten civilizations. Marcus was Riana’s anchor to the past, her guide through the labyrinth of history and myth. He was a walking encyclopedia of arcane knowledge, his mind a vast repository of forgotten lore and esoteric wisdom. He could decipher ancient texts, interpret cryptic symbols, and unravel the secrets of long-lost cultures. Without Marcus, Riana would be adrift in a sea of ignorance, unable to navigate the treacherous currents of histo

~Avery's POV~ “What do you mean by I'm the last Arcane?” I asked, staring at Valerie. My heart was still beating fast. I knew what an Arcane was. I had read about them during my studies in Oakridge. The story of the first Arcane was one of the oldest stories I had ever come across, especially because it was connected to the Voidborn. The Arcane were powerful magic users who existed long before the kingdom of Elarion was established. According to the books, the first Arcane had used an incredible power to seal the Voidborn away but the Arcane were believed to be gone.

Arcane and her wife's house is not that big but Arcane is not there. "There's just something I need to know. Where is your wife Arcane now?" I asked his wife. I see that his eldest son is only small, it is very angry because he killed my son. "I've left Arcane for a long time, he's not here anymore, you have to collect the debt from him. My children and I have been silent here in this house." She told me while holding one of his children. I looked at him and frowned, where is Arcane now?

Directly opposite had a five-meter wide by four-meter high passageway, and the illuminating magic stones at the top of the hall and the passageway emitted a light no less than that of the outside. Looking at the metal token in his hand again, it was only the size of a palm, the emblem engraved on the front Christine knew that it was representing a certain Arcane Artist, but who exactly was unclear, the back was engraved with a number and instructions on how to use it in Nethersolean magical script. At this point, Christian knew why the other party still triggered the effect of the token even after his own “Trance” had taken effect, because all he had to do was to press the small emblem on th

His voice was a little hesitant but he agreed "I promise. Tell me what do you want." "Alright now listen to me carefully, there is a vampire that knows who Cameron is and only knows that he wants me and why but this person has no idea about my past so he had been really annoying and pestering me to go back to my world and become stronger. The biggest problem is no matter how much I try I can't escape him because he can trace my scent." I stopped for a while to put my thoughts in words but he had already understood my intentions as he said "You want the sacred potion to remove all your traces and so that not even your scent will be left behind."

The Lycans that hadn’t been killed had fled into the night, leaving the clearing littered with the bodies of the fallen. Arianna, still in her Lycan form, stood at the center of it all, her chest heaving as she surveyed the aftermath. Blood stained her fur, but she felt no pain. The power of the amulets had given her strength, had made her something more than she had ever been before. But the cost of that power weighed heavily on her. She looked over to where Xavier, now back in his human form, stood beside Fang’s lifeless body, his expression grim. Aurora was howling in her head, her eyes filled with sorrow

Her hand trembled and her breath became shaky, she didn’t know or understand what she was looking at “Experiment 14_ Cole Meyers_ Chimera testing “X” Experiment 06_ Janette McCurdy_ Werejaguar “X” Experiment 03_ Maddie Cult_ Chimera “X” Were they all dead, what do all these mean? Chimera , Kanima? She flipped from page to page and it goes on like that, the teenagers names and another strange name in front of it. some had x and some didn’t? “Experiment 25_ Roman st. Laurent_ Alpha werewolf “X0” Xo? Now she was just getting even more confused, why did her dad have all these? What is he getting his hands into that involved teenagers her age