Jayce Quotes Arcane Novels & Stories

“Stop talking like that—” “Then prove me wrong!” he shouted. “Prove you’re not gone, Aria! Hit me, and I’ll still be here. I’m not afraid of your fire. I’m not afraid of you.” My chest split open with the sound of his words. The reflection roared inside me, furious. Weakness! Sentiment! Strike him before he strikes you! I screamed as the fire ripped free from my palms. It tore across the air in a blinding column, aimed directly at Jace.

I smiled. Azure's gaze met mine, his expression filled with uncertainty. "But I couldn't even save the people I love, Francine," he muttered, his voice tinged with sorrow. "I'm weak." I leaned closer, my voice gentle but firm. "Azure, you are not weak. Don't let their actions define you," I said, my tone filled with unwavering belief. "Remember, after all these years, you've unlocked your ability to shift into your Lycan form. You have embraced the strength within you."

He spat in disgust and maybe in rebellion of being forced to speak. “Who is we?” Dave asked. “O shit! I need to tell you. Becky said the stuff in the bowl is used for a cloaking spell. There could be more of them in the woods” I look down after speaking. Feeling stupid for forgetting. Luciano acts like I haven’t just spoken and growls at Jace to keep talking. “We are the wolves you sell or cast away. We are the creatures who would see your beloved system crumble”. Jace was saying a lot but the lines on his fore head could tell that he was fighting his tongue.

Aria and Landon descended from the platform with effortless calm, a stark contrast to the turmoil below. Neither spared Jaleel a glance, as though the world-shaking red light moments earlier had been nothing unusual. "It really is the Light of Ascension." "It only exists in ancient texts. Even crimson is rare these days." The murmurs spread like wildfire. The young arcane seekers who had mocked them earlier now surged forward, eyes blazing with awe and envy. "I apologize for offending you earlier." "The world is blessed to have arcane seekers like you!" "Please take me as your disciple. I'll do anything!"

Arcane light enveloped us, casting an ethereal glow upon the humans and their devices. I channeled my inner magic, feeling its essence flow through me like a gentle breeze after ages. My voice resonated, infused with both determination and compassion. "Let the memories that burden your minds be lifted, like feathers carried away by the wind. Release your grasp on the visions you witnessed today." Draco's voice joined mine, resonating with the power of his fiery spirit. "The recollections that burden your hearts shall dissolve, leaving only whispers of dreams and fantasies." Lucian's words danced , his voice echoing through the realm. "As the tapestry of your memories unravels, let illusions

Ace Grayson roared loudly. “No, no.” Jinx looked at Jayce Sherwood. “Jayce, say something.” “...” Jayce Sherwood sat there, lazy and haphazard, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if smiling but not smiling, not saying a word. Lalisa didn’t understand what Jayce Sherwood was thinking. Shouldn’t he be more urgent than anyone else? “Jayce Sherwood, as a person, cannot be ungrateful. Without my Grayson family, how could we be today?”

He strolled to the board, pausing mid-step to glance over the class. “This won’t be the class where you learn fireballs or teleportation,” he said. “If that’s what you want, you’re in the wrong room.” Silence. “Good. Because this is the class that will make you dangerous.” He turned back to the board and scrawled three words in elegant, sweeping letters: The Arcane Veins. Then, facing them again—his grin wicked, eyes alight with manic curiosity—he said, “Let’s begin with the source of all magic…”

Rotten scraps, trash, not worth a shit. Tears spilled over, and like a dam that breached, they kept on coming. Pouring down my cheeks as the perfect display of my own body deceived me. Doing my best to pretend they were not there, I kept glaring at Arcane and wishing I could fucking growl at him! So loud he pissed his pants and fell to his knees, begging for mercy! “I don’t want his mark, your mark, or whatever it is! Go away!”

I knew exactly what he meant. “Stick to your fire magic,” he continued. “You came first in the Test of Brilliance, so that puts you at an advantage. And I saw your movement and control—you’re a solid mage. Trust that.” I folded my arms. “So I’ll be fine win or lose, because I nailed the intelligence test? But that was thanks to my inner beast.” “Your inner beast?” He gave a short breath. “Jade, I’m saying be smart. Against a real threat, you might lose control and shift.”

Amara blurted out as she sat beside me, but I saw her wink at Jace, who was still standing by the grill. Jace flashed her a smug smirk before pointing the barbecue tongs he was holding toward her. “Amara Galhart, you need to stop that, or we’ll be the next ones to disappear into the forest. And I’m sure they won’t leave anything for us to eat.” “I’ll be happy to eat just you, Rockstar! I can survive for a long… long time.” She teased him back. Jace choked and coughed while Amraa winked at me and Catherine.