Fantasy Artifacts Novels & Stories

Jidana and Kariya landed softly back on solid ground and were once again back in front of their house. “How do you figure dad stole the Regalia?” asked Kariya who was walking toward the house. “There are two types of Regalia the kings version and the fairies version.” “The kings version stays in a near invisible state until you fulfill the kings challenge and the fairies version is a solid artifact that gives you a set of wings when you find it.” She continued. “I see.” Said Kariya as they reached the door to the house. Jidana opened the door, arms crossed, giving a stern look to Ophilius who was still sitting in the recliner.

“You really are your father’s child. How can your stupid smiles look the same?” With a smug expression, Oliver said, “Being handsome is just in our blood.” “At least I don’t look stupid like you.” “You just don’t have a reason to smile.” Kian felt attacked, “You!” Crystal decided to ignore the two grown up kids behind her. No matter when and where, the two of them managed to bicker at every little thing. Them being dragons is really wonderful. Her life now was noisier than ever. There were many people in the town. Unlike in the modern era, immortals during this time rely heavily on magical artifacts while also strengthening their inner mana.

I waved over a couple of maids and they helped him to his feet, taking him to the wall, where they dabbed at his face and comforted him accordingly. I stood and watched as the mages scrambled back to their duties, awkwardly resuming their chanting. “Come here, Shareef,” I said, comely. He stumbled over his feet and lowered his head. His brown hair had flecks of black ooze sticking out at the ends. Did I tell you to roll in the goo? I thought, confused why he would voluntarily partake in something like this. “Is the contraband ready?” “Y-your highness,” he started, “the contraband might take some time to neutralize, especially since no one can nullify its protection spells. Mage Faruq barely

Falling to the ground from the force of the slap, the dizzy bandit then wobbled to his feet before replying, “O-of course you’re the rich heir, Young Master Felton…! However, these two are key figures in our effort to capture Gerald…! Due to that, Lady Gunter has implanted very special magic artifacts within their bodies! The second the artifacts leave their bodies, all their internal organs will simultaneously explode! It’ll be a horrible death like no other!” “…Oh? Magical artifacts you say?” said Gerald as he paid closer attention to the blue, sparkling beads on both Chester and Aiden’s chests. ‘So they had such mysterious items implanted into them… That old woman truly is wicked…!’ “Tell

One that decided out fates. I looked at Callie and she sparkles like she’s been doused in golden glitter! And now her mark, the one I gave her is covered in gold sparkles on top of my blue. It looks like magic dust! “What does this mean?” I asked Grand Elder Anastasia, who is giving us a watery smile. I was pretty damn sure she had all the answers I needed at that moment. She is an ancient being, after all. But she looked so shocked, I wasn't sure what to expect. Was this a good thing or a bad thing?

That was why he remained undefeated after half an hour. That was what puzzled Felix the most. Cordelia had said that pseudo-magical artifacts were incredibly rare. Even the royal family didn't have many in possession. It was especially so for offensive ones. So, how did Kevin have so many? As for Felix, he had only one offensive pseudo-magical artifact. That was the gauntlet Cordelia had plundered from the royal family's treasury. "So far, anything that directly involves me has never strayed from its destined path," Kevin said. "Felix, just accept your fate."

Similar to Belphegor, their fire was Phantom Fire, and it didn't burn anything as long as they desired. There were perhaps over twenty strange artifacts spread through this dusty and spiderweb-filled room. Some strange ones looked like large cubes with many jewels incrusted on them… Others looked like strange flasks similar to the one he was born in, and other artifacts were small and resembled accessories such as rings and bracelets. "Is this the surprise? There's a lot of items… Are they useful?" wondered Chaos.

He sighed, and his gaze flickered from her to the teacher’s desk in front of the class and then back to her. “What were you doing after Alaric left?” He asked, dropping his finger from his temple. “Reading about artefact.” She beamed, and his lips tipped upward. “Artefacts? Isn’t that in your second year syllabus?” “I know, but I’ve been so curious about them ever since Professor Fir mentioned them. They are so fascinating how little trinkets could hold so much power.” “They aren’t mere trinkets. Artefacts are crafted with extreme meticulousness and powerful magic. Do you know how much effort and hard work it took to make the ixon work?” He scolded her.

If I could feel him through the mate bond, then I was going to use it as a conduit to channel both our life forces at the same time. This was a form of magic I never even imagined existed. But I was desperate to have Frost back in my life. I couldn't begin to imagine just how lonely it would be without him. I loved him so much that I could go through the heavens and hell itself just to have him to myself. Besides, all five powerful artifacts from other supernatural beings were present. Who knew what untapped power and potential resided in their physical structures? I was about to find out. Once I sat in the centre of the circle with Frost, the artifacts responded with a glow. Each one of the

"You will not take another step." Victor's agents hesitated, casting uncertain glances at their leader. But Victor's resolve remained unshaken, his eyes narrowing with a dangerous intensity. "You don't understand, Sorin," Victor growled, his voice low and menacing. "These artifacts are not just relics of the past. They hold the key to unlocking the future—a future where I hold the reins of power." With a sudden burst of energy, the artifact in my hand emitted a blinding light, enveloping the cavern in a dazzling display of brilliance. Shadows danced across the walls, mingling with echoes of ancient whispers that reverberated through the chamber.