Ars Goetia Novels & Stories

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!

(a kind of tree) Lotos laughed: “Haha, I killed your mother, will you take revenge for your mother?” “Damn! You’re such a monster!” A loud shout resounded, and Auren suddenly returned to his unicorn form. His eyes filled with hatred. Like a storm passed… Oliwen arrived and saw the chaos here. The soil and rock were thrown around here, the trees were uprooted, lying bare on the ground. Big rocks block the entrance of the cave, dizzying the way.

‘I want to overthrow them. “Can you help, Arthur?” Ares asked his brother Arthur’s conflicted eyes wandered off to the Magi who were listening to them. “The Gnosenia will not like this.” “I need them not like me,” Cataleia looked at them. “I need to borrow books. Anything that speaks about my father. It will help me know what I’m dealing when I face Kai.” Arthurian sighed as Ares merely stepped back. He gave his older brother a nod and a small smile creeps from Cataleia's face.

So he muttered some inaudible words and flick, the box was opened revealing II libro d'goeteia. "What's going on?" "I found it" Acris screamed loud into the ears of Azrail as he hugged him tightly. "You found what?" Azrail asked pulling away from the hug. "II libro d'goeteia" "Unbelievable." A loud scream erupted from Azrail.

Chapter 29 Finrir’s Display Aros, his eyes gleaming with admiration, signing to Finrir, "Young Finrir, I wish to witness the artistry of the Arcttegatian style that has been honed through generations." Tritan, intrigued by their interaction, watched as Finrir's eyes sparkled with excitement, a testament to his readiness to showcase the unique techniques that originated in Arcttegat. Tritan was keenly aware of the significance of this moment, as the unveiling of the Arcttegaiatn style underwater had the potential to inspire and captivate the Merguardians.

--- POV: Araya The Work Resumes The petitions rose again like smoke: A river-wife needing stone before frost. A boy wanting glass cleared from the training yard. A priestess asking to teach omens as weather. “Granted,” I said. “Approved. Teach.” Dorian’s light soothed pain where it hid. Selene shaded the wheat. Nyxara swatted a crooked rune back into line. Above us, the vault held. Not sacred useful. Chaos had said I wasn’t made to rule.

Eros Draeger My name is Eros, Eros Chaz Draeger, and I am an incubus. I take the life force from humans during the act of sex, and my master, the devil, takes a portion of it from me during sleep from the rune tattoo I have on my back. It can take the complete life force from any mortal who lays eyes upon it so I have to be cautious or leave a string of dead humans in my wake.

The gust of wind breezed suddenly, shaking the blossoms above, causing more of them to rain to the ground. He raised his eyes to look ahead—at the trunk of the tree where a triangular mark had been carved. They said it was Genia, the God of Nature. No one had been certain about Genia’s form, as some people had seen him as a bird, sometimes he was a horse, sometimes a deer … but they all knew what Genia had created—life. And so they chose the triangle as the sacred symbol of their God, since all life had souls … and every soul had three pillars; body, mind, and emotion.

he added while closing his eyes. Then Ahri started the incantation. She closed her eyes and started muttering, "Eripe animam, flere sanguine venire ad me, et ponam te in somnum. Et stabit de domino vestro, aliquis. Et stabit de domino vestro. Audite vocem meam. Posuit animam tuam meis dormitationem, donec dominus REGRESSUS. (Rescue, weeping blood coming toward me and put you to sleep. He will master you ask. But out of your master. Obey me. Put thy soul to slumber until the owner come back.)"

The ritual rites began as Deodria was circling her hands around and made a shed boundary including the souls from each of their sepulcher. The power and an evil soul inside Argen consumes a part of her body while saying, “Bring the abundancy at its state. Grow the power of disguise and excess Versailles sovereign above all treacherous,” said Argen in a tone of furry. She was fuming in a smoke of fire, as the red pearl happened to drip the blood down every head of the sculptures till it reached the ground. Argen felt the last step of its ritual. She saw how the fire surrounded them in circle and really was covered with a blood of flesh. She screamed at the last déjà vu and opened her eyes aft