Novel & Cerita Arcturus Books

Maximum duration is 20 seconds based on the user's current chakra reservoir depth. »»»» Creed chewed his tongue in ecstasy after discovering three new artifacts in his mind palace. A Soul-Radix, an extension, and armor are all accessible. He struggled not to leap on his bed in excitement. Titania's Corslet would now be an armor he could wield as Creed. Aside from that, he had two more mysterious and intriguing artifacts : Titania's Will of Blood, Titania's Memoir of Treachery. One was Soul-Radix and the other one was an extension type of armas.

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He collapsed onto his knees, covering his face with both hands as quiet sobs echoed through the chamber. No one mocked him. No one even looked away. Lyra's chest tightened. "They can search our memories?" Arcturus slowly shook his head. "Worse." His eyes remained fixed on the cracked gate. "They search the wounds you've never allowed to heal." Cassian stared at the doors, unable to ignore the steady pulse beneath his skin. "What happens if someone opens them?" Instead of answering, Arcturus walked toward one of the towering pillars surrounding the chamber. Time had split it nearly in half, exposing an ancient mural hidden beneath the outer layer of stone. He brushed away centuries of dust, r

Ryan laughed out, Nico shot him a deadly glare, he stopped laughing immediately. "I'm sorry about that... So, who is she? Where is she from? did you have a conversation with her? Was she nice to you?" He bombarded him with questions. "Aurora is the daughter of Alpha Ralph of crescent pack. I felt this sensation when she spoke to us for the first time, then we were alone in the garden where we were so close to each other, I didn't even try to push her away like other ladies. She is special" Nico narrated staring at an empty space in front of him.

It wound upward until they reached a hidden door marked only with a brass plaque: Biblioteca. Inside was a library so vast Aurora gasped. Walls lined with shelves towering twenty feet high, filled with hardcover books in leather bindings and glossy art tomes. A rolling ladder on rails snaked along the wall, and in the center, a circle of velvet armchairs surrounded a massive globe. Marco spun the ladder hardware. “Try any book you like.” Aurora ran her hand along the spines. This was a sanctuary. She pulled down a volume on Renaissance art, settling into an armchair to flip through its pages, the soft leather comforting against her skin.

A sharp pain shot through her, but it quickly turned into an overwhelming wave of desire that made her body writhe uncontrollably. ​ “Ah! Mmm.” Patricia tried to stifle her voice, but his ruthlessness was terrifying, brutal, yet unnervingly smooth all at once. She grabbed his wrist again, her gaze pleading as if begging for mercy, but he pulled her hand away. Then, he positioned himself at her entrance. ​ “You! You don't have to be like them. You don't have to become evil.” The plea came with tears streaming down her face. Arthur seemed to acknowledge and feel sympathy, but then he shook his head slowly, his words cutting through the silence like a blade.

Suddenly, a rustling of the bushes, and turning around, Arachne reappeared with a small, leather-bound book clutched in her hand. "This is for you," she said, holding out the book. "It's your history, Derek. Your true history." I took the book under a feeling of trepidation and excitement. What secrets would it hold? And what about learning things about myself? I took the book in my hands with some feelings of trepidation mixed with excitement. As I opened the cover, some musty smell came out, and I began flipping through its pages. The text in it was in some very ancient language that I couldn't recognize, but as soon as I touched its pages, something strange clicked-a sort of buzzing in th

This is it. Stepping further inside, my fingers traced the spines of books as I scanned the titles, searching for anything related to priestesses. After a few minutes, I found a section labeled Sacred Lineages and pulled out the first book that caught my eye. I was just about to settle into one of the chairs when the door creaked open. I turned, expecting maybe Brandon or Alpha Rhett—because, apparently, he had a habit of appearing whenever I least expected it—but instead, it was Ares.