Ionia Arcane Novels & Stories

Not one of the First Circle proper. A familiar shape, cloaked in darkness, stepped into the square. “Alaric,” Aria breathed. The man from the archives—the one Luca had once warned her about. An ancient ally she had never fully trusted. “I owe you a choice,” Alaric said, eyes glowing with hidden power. “And tonight, you will take it. Align—or fall.” Aria studied him. The bond thrummed with tension, uncertainty, and excitement. Luca’s hand tightened around hers.

He walked around Azariel who ignored him and kept walking. “Say something brotherrr.” Ariel whined. “Luci, you knew about it right? Both of you are so secretive, I feel like I'm left out.” He mumbled. “Alright, I won't pester you anymore, but I'll make sure to bother Beom on how it started. “Lucian.” A feminine voice called. “Long time no see.” The person behind the voice came forward, it was Ilara the daughter of the head council. She was very talented, and skilled that many feared that she might surpass the legends.

Lyra. During the new moon, she became Lycanis Arcanum a force older than the city, stronger than the strongest alpha, untamed and lethal. One cut from her, and even the most confident would crumble to ash. The weight of it pressed down on me, heavy and sharp, but I masked it. I had to. I could not show weakness not now, not ever. And still… a shiver ran along my spine. The room held its breath with me, the tension thick, the past and present colliding like storms.

And the wind whispered. They returned to the sanctuary at dawn, flamekeepers gathered in silence, their stones pulsing faintly. Luna stood at the altar, her spiral stone glowing brighter than it had in days. “There’s something beneath us,” she said. “Something the Grove buried.” The flame surged. The runes flared. Kaelion stepped beside her. “Then we dig.” Aria placed her pendant at the altar. “Not with blades.” Lucien nodded. “With memory.” Luna knelt. “Then we begin.”

“This is Prince Alexis Coldwater. He was looking for you. I simply led him here.” Ciara’s eyes flicked to Alexis. She stood slowly, brushing invisible dust off her skirt, and gave a small nod. “You’re getting very popular, it seems.” I added. Alexis stepped forward, gaze steady. “I heard you’re a healer.” She crossed her arms. “Well, I’m in the Arcane class, so… yeah.” He tilted his head like he was studying her. “How is that possible? You descend from pure Luna and Alpha bloodlines. Did someone—”

"W-What is that?" Ivana lay trembling on the bed, her face drained of color. It was the first time she had ever seen something like that, and terror rippled through her whole body. "That's the Death Writ." Truthfully, Ivana wasn't the only one scared. Evan's heart was pounding too. Before inheriting the Ninefold Arcane Arts, he had been just an ordinary man. He'd never touched geomancy, metaphysics—hell, even medicine and martial arts had once been foreign to him.

“I just got off the phone with Creed. We’ve got a bigger problem than we thought.” Orion steps inside, closing the door behind him. “What kind of problem?” “The kind that involves ancient fucking deities,” I reply, setting the glass down with a little more force than necessary. “Ever heard of a Goddess named Marle?” Orion frowns, shaking his head. “No. Should I have?” “Apparently she’s tied to Creed’s lineage,” I explain, feeling the frustration bubbling up again. “And according to Seraphine, she’s the reason the entity in Morana can’t be removed.”

I will still curse you Caesar because you ruined everything I had planned I swear I wouldn't leave you alone if you failed in the thing I did because of you. Mariana Delano Montenegro POV (This part is from Mariana's point of view and on her tongue) tell you today a very strange and sad story at the same time. There were many kingdoms of the paranormal and differed according to their species, there were Lycans, werewolves, witches, vampires, demons, ghosts and monsters. It was creating countless kingdoms Never and those kingdoms were completely hidden by some magic and the kingdom of the Lycans and the witches were the strongest of all among all these kingdoms and in the kingdom of the Lycan

I quickly place the vodka where I saw it. I grab my phone which was laying on the counter and grab my purse, in search for her business card. I smile when I found it and quickly dialed her number. After two rings she picked up. "Hello? Sade Johnson on the line. How may I help you" I hear her speak. "This is Ola Smith. I want you to send me details about your son and his fiancee to know how I can get into their lives" I said before ending the call.

“ The kraken releases poisonous gas like most carnivorous trees, to kill insects that attack it. This gas, cyanide is released when the insects are about to feed. But, strangely, the kraken does not harm ants. It lets it feed on it and in return, the ants fight other insects that try to attack the tree. Isn’t that fascinating?” “ It’s really fascinating. It’s like they’re in a partnership of their own.” “ Exactly! You get it.” I noticed that I’ve been quite chatty today. He must be exhausted from having his hears talked off. I have been so animated that I didn’t even feel the throbbing in my legs. Marcello stops walking and faces me with worry in his eyes. “ you’ve gone quiet, Sugar. Is some