Heenot Arcane Novels & Stories

Tristan from the Heavenly Medical Pavilion suddenly locked his gaze on Ashton like a bloodthirsty hunter who had found its ultimate prey, his gaze brimming with unrestrained fanaticism. "What is the Ninefold Arcane Technique?" Connor and Francis felt their hearts drop as a sudden sense of dread rose within them. "It is said that the Ninefold Arcane Technique is capable of bringing people back from the brink of death. I can't believe it's actually real!" Tristan swallowed hard, his gaze fixed on Ashton with nothing but blatant greed.

This one didn’t knock. He appeared in the throne room in a flash of silver light and black smoke, dropping to one knee before us. He was old. Older than Darius. His robes were marked with symbols I didn’t recognize, and his eyes were pure white. “I am Magister Thorne of the Arcane Council,” he said, voice echoing in the chamber. “I come as the last neutral party before war begins. The other realms are mobilizing. They will not wait long.” He looked at Aria. Really looked, and his white eyes widened.

The cold breeze made the smell of the woods fill the air. “It’s a gorgeous place,” he muttered. “Yeah, I frigging love it.” He sat up, like extracting himself from the lure of the place to turn to me again. “So what’s the plan for the next days?” “You should ask Amy. All I know is that we need to perform three cleansings over three days on you and your friend, in order to rid you guys of all your parasites without leaving an open wound. Then, you can come into the Manor, and we can perform the ritual to unchain Ku— the shadow.”

I said. “Wow, that sounds great. I bet it looks really pretty.” “I can send you pictures if you want. I took a bunch of them.” “Yeah, that sounds great.” I proceeded to send her about twenty pictures of all the little details in the room I would have liked to turn into a lounge of some kind. I’d told Dad that I thought some old arcade style machines would be good in there. As far as I knew, he’d ordered a few themed around movies he liked, and he wanted me to come up with a list for me to get for myself too. I only showed Grace a few of the machines, not sure how it would come off if I showed her all of them.

“What kind of business could you possibly have with the Arcanes?” Alexis paused, head tilting as if he was considering whether I deserved an answer. The faintest hint of amusement played at his mouth. “You must have heard it,” he said, his voice calm, almost bored. “The curious case of a Luna with healer gifts. That kind of thing doesn’t happen every century.” Ronan’s hand gripped my arm, not quite tight but warning enough. “Let it go, Sarah,” he muttered, voice low so only I could hear.

The sorcerer intended to possess this relic, using Luna's mother as a pawn in his game. As Luna, Arlon, and Thistle got closer to discovering the secrets of the Ebon Heart, they met some unexpected allies. Among them was a secretive band of ancient warriors known as the Guardians of Light, who had sworn an oath to keep the item out of the wrong hands. Luna refined her magical powers with their direction and instruction, delving into the primal power that surged through her veins.

I close my notepad—I originally got it for studying, but I've gone human detective mode, jotting down the names of the dead and attempting to connect the missing dots. Alaric. Orion. Ashley. Tara. The doors. The Hekate's lore and why he could possibly target us. Perhaps he seeks to obliterate us first before taking out the other realms. After all, we all are descendants of the people who have contributed to his curse. *I have come for you* Shivers race down my spine and I shake them off violently. Maya knocks again and I shuffle into my flip-flops. "Coming." I pull the door open and Maya grins, standing by my door with her body wrapped up in a bathing robe. My eyes dart left and right as I s

Aaron took big strides all the way toward the front of the Heaven Array. At that moment, there were five miniature arrays on the Heaven array. Anyone who wanted to participate merely needed to pick one up, and it would be counted as a registration to compete. Aaron calmly picked one up in front of all those alchemists. The small array was green in color and had a green glow to it. It looked like an ancient green gem and had several runes on it. It looked very nice. Aaron grabbed the array and faced the angry Rudeus, saying, "I'll take part!"

Naturally, this duo was the Arcane Summoner Mistaken Fox and his summoned creature, the Stone Axe Minotaur. Unlike his usual style of combat where he is on the front lines, Mistaken Fox was now standing at a distance, chanting continuously in an unknown language while the Stone Axe Minotaur was on the front lines, tanking the damage and occupying the attention of all five orcs. As the orcs struggled to deal with the Stone Axe Minotaur, Mistaken Fox kept launching arcane missiles in their direction, dealing large amounts of uninterrupted damage. This kept going on for three minutes before all five orcs were unable to withstand the missile barrage and finally succumbed to their injuries.

The melanin with short pixie hair squealed in excitement. I gave her a wink and she gasped in shock. “Please do well to introduce yourself ladies” I said with a huge smile. “I'm Esther Faux, I'm 20 years old and an upcoming model!" The melanin said quickly. She obviously wanted me to like her. Unfortunately, she didn't interest me much. “My name is Annabelle King and I'm a fan of your model work, very elegant” The other said with a bowed head, she seemed kinda shy and quiet.