Ionia Arcane Novels & Stories

She didn't move to touch it, but her eyes went to the symbols anyway, and her expression shifted in recognition, or close to it. "A woman of silver blood," I said, "born low and forged in fire, will either crown a new age or burn the old one to ash. I've spent eleven years chasing that sentence, Gina. Eleven years, and then a scullery maid appears in the Lycan palace and the oldest wards in this kingdom light up around her like she was expected." "That doesn't mean it's me." "Doesn't it?" I tilted my head. "You transformed a set of standing stones outside a royal forest without meaning to. You've unraveled two grown women's minds without laying a hand on them.

Thankfully we didn't have to wait long for the announcement. As Andromache was portioning out breakfast, Minos’ voice boomed through the labyrinth. “WELCOME TO THE THIRTEENTH DAY OF THE FESTIVAL! TODAY WE SEND….. PERIBOEA AS TRIBUTE!” Minos declared. I glanced at Hesione and nodded as I stood. “I will collect her and bring her back.” I stated. “May I come? We weren’t exactly close, but our fathers were.” Melite questions standing up. “If you wish.” I nodded, grabbing my ax.

Chapter 80: Fake Moon Goddess Selene's POV (Selina) "It is our honor to have you here, Goddess Selene. May you bless us always," King Azeri of the Vampire Kingdom said as he bowed. I nodded. "May the Moon shine upon your kingdom." His smile widened. "Thank you." Upon hearing that, I turned to Ofelia. She nodded and approached me. "I'm going to the Lycan Kingdom unannounced," I said seriously. She looked at me, puzzled.

She answered with a regretted tone in her voice. “Where did the titans come from by the way?” I asked like a child who is eager to know about the spiritual history that I am in with. “They are the products of angels who interact with humans… if you remember their faces it’s the seven sins because when angels started to interact with humans. The knowledge begins so as the deadly sins” She answered and it makes sense. Now I gently connect the pieces even it is not yet complete. I looked at my sigil again. I don’t know what it means but I know it is a part of me that I need to discover. I lean on the wall when I suddenly remember about my mother.

The thought brought the crumbled knight of midnight to her mind, and she tucked him away in a place reserved for very few, a little corner of her heart right next to Melanie. Tristan had tried to help her, and she had surely killed him. Andrew had settled the sleeping Naomi onto Ruby by the time Elaine finished picking up their few scattered belongings. “Let’s go.” The knight ordered. Andrew followed behind Elaine in the silence of the night, shut up by her very evident hostility. The band moved down a new path, onto a road that looked much like the one they had just left. This dirt road that stretched in front of them led towards the south into the heart of the shadow lands of Artharia. It

Yet, what I beheld within caused my jaw to drop in astonishment as if it had detached from my face and plummeted to the floor below. [You have acquired the Arcane Tower blueprint] “Huh?” [Arcane Towers, also known as Arcane Turrets, are Constructs forged from Mana ore, crafted to safeguard cities within ancient civilizations. Immobile and formidable, these towers serve as sentinels, relentlessly targeting any creature that dares to approach.] [Armed with potent abilities, Arcane Towers unleash antimagic rays that pierce through any form of physical or magical defence, rendering conventional barriers futile in the face of their onslaught.]

“We just got back from dying in the ocean—” Seraphine patted him. “We’ll sleep now.” Kade scrubbed his face with his hands. “I’ll refine the readings for the catacomb layers before we go. If the architect's already woven his lines, we need to know where they sit.” “I’ll check if the WING can glide over land without terrifying everyone,” Eryx said. “It can,” Ianthe said. “It’ll just be funnier if it doesn’t.” Selene stretched. “I’ll prepare counter-rituals for Arcana patterns. Noctis's wards won’t be enough.”

She wasn’t just Nyxoria’s best friend; she was her fiercest ally, the most skilled fighter in the Arcane, and a daughter of the A****n Queen herself. "Ever since what you did to Archmiagus, the entire Arcane has feared you," Dika said, her voice steady but laced with a hint of admiration. "It’s not just because you’re immune to all powers, you're the strongest. Stronger than me, and that says a lot. There’s nothing in this world you can’t take down if it stands in your way."

GAHAHAHA! ‘’That’s so smart master!’’ ‘’of course. I can’t be a tribe leader if I’m not smart’’ What’s glorifying and cheering in enthusiastic voice behind him are the mantis tribe and wasp soldiers from the hybrid tribe. ---- ‘’Are you sure about this Niru? What are these arcs for?’’ ‘’These arcs… Pallor Mortis, the upper arc, Arku Aspatia, the arc below Miragin, and the third arc located at the shoulder of this mountain, The hand of sundial. These arcs are actually portals.’’

But because of the spell, that was impossible. “Arcanios exist in three kinds,” Alistair explained, sipping his coffee in the dim glow of the room where we had first spoken. The curtains were drawn shut, allowing no sunlight to filter in, leaving only the flickering candlelight to cast shadows against the walls. “The Caelites bear snowflake-shaped marks on their nape. The Ardorium have an infinite symbol on their arms. And the Hexling carry a crescent moon mark along the pulse of their neck.”