Arcanum Books Novels & Stories

Alaric & Lyra: The Strategist Turned Storyteller Alaric, ever the meticulous planner, the strategist who could foresee countless contingencies, had become delightfully, utterly obsessed with making her laugh. His meticulous nature had simply shifted its focus. He read her books far beyond her comprehension—ancient histories filled with epic battles and forgotten empires, intricate legends of gods and monsters, even dry, complex war strategies that made my head spin. But he’d do the voices. And gods help any unsuspecting guard or pack member who passed by the open door of his study and heard Alpha Alaric Blackthorn, the stoic leader of the Triplet Pack, speaking in a squeaky, high-pitched dra

Just a final reminder that the next book is up, "Lycan's Little Prey" I assure you that you wanna delve into Arya's story.

AHMET headed there to examine, he opened his backpack and took out one of the three books he founded in the library. -The three books were : - the white book : is a book that explain all the types of cercle magics( seal magic cercles ,teleportation magic cercles and traps magic cercles) - the yellow book : is a book that explain the electricity magic(the highest form of magic the thunder) - the black book : is a book that explain the shadow magic and the difference between dark and shadow magic. AHMET reads the first book, he stayed there for 5 days until he finished the book, and he founded a way to remove the seal, after opened the door he founded a bracelet and black stone he approached i

“I mean… like Janus can see the dead, can he see invisible words or something?” Archer laughed. “You know he is making that stuff up. Haha, he can’t see dead, of course not.” I squinted my eyes. “Yeah, you don’t believe him. These books are basically notebooks, right? Is it like some gothic or vintage journal?” “No princess, they are just an ancestral treasure of the Lakin family.” “Can I get one of them? You have so many…” I said, examining the books. They were actually really pretty. I could give one to Vera. She’d love such unique notebooks.

*** BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE BOOK FOUR: THE LYCAN PRINCESS & THE LETHAL POTIONS WIZ BOOK FIVE: THE LYCAN PRINCESS & THE MERCOMMANDER BOOK SIX: TBC BOOK SEVEN: TBC

Still the rain didn't look like stopping anytime soon so she thought she'd look around, maybe she could find a cheap copy of one of the classics she liked. Tara dropped this idea as she began to wander between the shelves, the books all seemed very odd. Those which she could read the titles of were things like 'The Occult Magick of the Amazon', 'Guide to the Dark Dimension', 'John Dee's Rituals', 'Demon Summoning' and 'Aleistar Crowley's Full Works'. Tara thought she'd heard of the last guy, some sort of mystic from before the Second World War. However the odd books didn't disturb half as much as the things which were dotted around the book shelves. All manner of weird items such as wands, a

“Jilin's request surprised me a little. It is not exactly common to get reinforcements from other guilds for a comparably simple mission. " "We just want to make sure that the Iubas get to their destination without incident," I remarked a little pointedly. Now he couldn't ignore me anymore. "Hi, it seems you haven't noticed me yet, there is no other way I can explain your rude behavior. I am Grace Shanks, Venator Grace Shanks. "

They stepped inside. Raven’s sharp blue eyes scanned the spines—titles in languages older than Arcadia Prime, bindings of shadow-leather and bone. Victoria moved with purpose, fingers trailing over volumes until she stopped before a thick tome bound in matte black hide that drank the light rather than reflected it. Silver script crawled across the cover like living veins: *Intricate Military Command of the Dead* *Advanced Studies in the Art of Necromantic Warfare* Raven reached up—standing on tiptoe—and pulled it free. The weight surprised her; this was no slim intermediate text. This was dense, heavy with diagrams of battlefield sigils, troop formations of the risen, rites for coordinating

Archer "Ugh." I groan out in annoyance lift myself on my elbows and shuffle closer to my reading desk, grabbing my phone and swearing under my breath. I overslept and that also in the office!! It's past 5:00 pm and I had a lot to do today, we're getting ready for the mating ball and I still have so much to do", I couldn't leave the entire preparation to the pack mates, I wanted everything to be perfect. I got up from the couch and mind-linked the guard outside to go get me some water, my throat felt dry and I had been having strange thoughts since I woke up.

"Advanced Theories in Shield Construction and Consciousness-Based Magical Architecture." "This is—" She's turning pages reverently. "This is from the restricted section of the royal library. How did you—" "Alaric helped." I settle beside her. "He said you've been trying to access it for years, but it requires royal approval." "Which he never gave because he was worried I'd use it to sneak onto missions." She laughs, watery and bright. "And he was right." "Well, now you have permission." I hand her the other books. "These are all advanced magical theory texts. I thought you might enjoy them."