Demacia Arcane Novels & Stories

He had secrets of his own, and he was determined to stop Emilia before she could do any more harm. Arianna, Ryder's mother and a powerful sorceress in her own right, had long foreseen the darkness threatening Emilia. With a heavy heart, she delved into ancient tomes and consulted with allies who shared her wisdom of arcane arts. Together, they crafted a spell, a beacon of light amidst the encroaching shadows, designed to pierce through the malevolent force that had ensnared Emilia's soul.

Demian whispers her ear; What you're trying to hide being the daughter of the High Priest of Light, I don't care, believe me, although at another time he would have been my booty, but now all I care about is my brother, so rest assured. Demian is about to leave and Mac grabs his arm Mac wondered; what?!!! Demian sighs. She says the truth, she really doesn't remember anything, she doesn't know anything at all. He looks at her, " Hey, girl, do you know Chevy? " Rodri quietly; Prince Chevy Castillo sure I know him Demian nods; Is he among those who know how to decipher black magic? Rodri Toma; Certainly, the princes are the ones who are authorized to use it, and therefore how to dismantle it, a

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!

his end. “Enjoy your stay in Hell, H, ” Marcus stated as he raised a crystallized hand. From it, a symbol appeared in the form of a heptagram encased in a double circle with markings and names of the great archangels. This in turn summoned their powers for Marcus to create a cage worthy to put the demon prince and throw him back to Hell, never to return again... never to be summoned back.

the male Lycan warrior replied while Valoreth’s jaw slackened. They lost that many against a dying realm? His fist clenched, struggling to contain the new. But, that wasn't the main point. “You did wipe them all out, right?” Damaris asked. “Yes, my Lord,” the Lycan replied. “Then where are their heads? The devil-sisters?” “Arianna was already dead; the ouroboros took her body. We dug her grave and brought her skull instead. It's hung on a spike… we'll show you, my Lord,” the Lycan said.

Now that the loser is dead, their plan has failed. Christine obediently showed a shocked expression and said, 'Then you shouldn't be like this, right? The battle against demons in the main world has never ceased, so evil sacrifices are naturally extremely secretive. Unless a detection spell is used, the altar will ensure that not a single breath escapes.

Marcus and Jax, leading the vanguard of the Ghost Army, stood before the final obstacle. The Gates of the Archangels. They were massive, towering doors made of solid, blazing white light, guarded by two Archangels—the ultimate raid bosses of the Sanctum. They were terrifying, eight-winged entities wielding weapons of pure deletion code. "We are at the Core doors, Wraith!" Marcus bellowed over the dual-reality comms, his voice tight with exhaustion. "We cannot breach! The Archangels are immune to physical and magical damage! They have a specialized mechanic!"

“Yes, Freya filled me in while you two were passed out. Jeremiah fused himself with three hybrids. The power inside him was off the charts, and he hoped it would be enough to overpower his brother. He would be unstable though. Once the battle begins at sunrise the Dark Horse coven will begin their spell. They will extract as much of Demetrius’ power as they could before one of them dies. If Jeremiah fails to kill him, Demetrius will at least be weakened for Riley.” “Why didn’t we weakened Demetrius first? Jeremiah could had taken more time to strength himself before challenging him.” I tilted my head back with a moan as Jax’s large hands moved over my chest then down to my thighs. My dick wa

Byron cackled, his voice dripping with twisted delight. "Think you can run from it? These desires come from inside you, from your own body, your own heart. The Demonic Art reaches beyond death itself. There is no escaping it." He let out a cold, satisfied sneer. Suddenly, a massive cloud of black mist, threaded through with a sickly pink haze, exploded outward and blanketed the entire sky above the Umbral Peak Sect.

“So, I put my plan together. The Goddess Hecate even blessed me the night before I left. Then while I was gone, the Goddess Sol made a connective bridge between Angel and me so that she could help heal me and give me strength. Right before Nika sent up the flare, I was able to identify the supernatural since he met with the idiot, and I got to eavesdrop on their meeting with the use of astral projection. Draxthi is a Demacore, one of Douchey Loki’s creations. There’s already been thousands of deaths because of him, and millions will be lost if we can’t stop him and his army. He’s using a large number of sacrifices that act as a power boost for his army. His deal with the idiot is to provide