Ionia Arcane Novels & Stories

Arieon knew that the last seemed familiar but she couldn't place her finger on it. The board meeting ended and everyone was dismissed. Arieon decided to look for Tiffany so they would meet the others downstairs. She met Tiffany by the elevator. She was already talking with the lady she complimented earlier on the board room. "Tiff", Arieon said calling their attention. "Hey, Arieon. Meet my new friend", Tiffany said. The lady's brows furrowed immediately, *Arieon?*. They're eyes locked and Arieon knew she looked familiar. "Arieon, this is Veneza. Veneza, this is Arieon. She's the head of our team and the most intelligent, if I may add", Tiffany said giggling. Arieon and Veneza looked at each

It claims. Witch Isla raises her voice one final time. “Before gods and beasts and those who walk between—let it be known: Alexander and Nova are Co-Alphas of the Arcane-Oracle Pack. From two bloodlines, one.” The ground trembles slightly. Wolves howl. Witches cheer. Magic ignites the clearing, sparks rising like fireflies pulsing in gold, blue, and green. And then the celebration begins.

Her quiver seemed bottomless, each arrow imbued with the power of ancient enchantments, piercing through the enemy's defenses. Kael, a master of the arcane, wove spells that defied comprehension. His incantations resonated with the primal forces of magic, overwhelming the enemy with a dazzling display of arcane might.

Getting back to her feet, she snorted, “How do you know about Sony's demise when the news isn't out yet? Oh, how can I forget that you are the one who blew him out?“ She crossed her hands under her boobs. “Kiara, not again.“ I slammed my fists on the table and stood to glare at her. She raised her hands in surrender and said, “Fine. I am sorry, Kedeva. You didn't do it. In fact, no one did it. The moon gods had planned that Sony would die this way, and that's why it happened, okay? But let me tell you something: history has repeated itself: first it was your mother, now your partner, and next it will be your dad or grandad. Until everyone you claim to love is killed, you'll come to know that

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

It was none other than an elder under Gabriel, who had fled earlier! Swoosh! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh— Then, several figures appeared behind the elder. It was Gabriel and his followers. “Gabriel Grant, damn you!” The anger that the experts from the Arcane Immortal Union had been suppressing exploded at that moment. “How dare you return now? Today, the Arcane Immortal Union will eradicate you demons and uphold the heavens!” With that, the experts led by Cloud charged. “When it comes to ridding demons, count the Draco clan in!” Lionel also shouted and led his experts forward.

Her arcane eye was buzzing with activity, she could see the tendrils lashing out from the soil and dancing in a hypnotic grotesque fashion as they waved into the air. “Arcane radiation is strong her mam, but no threats spotted” six voltiirs had gone ahead and checked the area for any danger, Brasidas was leading and had just returned. “I sensed it from the boat, they look like tentacles spawning from a sea urchin. Ever seen one of those?” She asked Brasidas and the Lieutenant, who had just engaged into a deeper state of the arcane eye evident by the light red shroud that had covered their eyes.

Lycidas stepped forward, his hands glowing with arcane power. “Let’s see how you handle this!” Lycidas shouted, creating a portal that swallowed the arbiter momentarily, disorienting him before spitting him back out.

I did as bid, raising the cup up high with my left hand and ignoring the stinging sensation as the air licked my right. There was no point in worrying about it. It would be healed soon enough. The Hekate uttered the arcane language, her tongue moving as if she was testing the word out for the first time, even though she'd said these phrases half a dozen times. I knew from my studies that the arcane language was unlike any other known language, it was temperamental, the very mood of a single word changing each time it was spoken. You coaxed the arcane and it aided you, you did not control it. Once The Hekate got to a certain point, other voices joined in and then more until finally my voice r

I want to be the first person you see when that happens. Me : Why? Reece : I'm your mate. It'll be great feeling your wolf for the first time. I want to experience it with you. Me : That's not a good idea. Reece : Oh but it is, little wolf. Come on, say yes. Me : No Reece : You're hurting me Morgana. Me : I have a boyfriend. Reece : I don't acknowledge that fact. Talk about being stubborn. I'm going to get my wolf senses for the first time and I don't think it's a good idea to be around him when that happens.