Jinx Arcane Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Some were stuck to the wall with a dagger. "Find them! I must end the Moon Crescent pack!!" "Papa, why?" I could feel tears welling in my eyes. I began to feel soreness in my throat and lungs. "We shall not have mercy on the enemy." I sniffed up my nose then, my body became cold. "Is that tears I see in your eyes Xavier?" He cracked his head from side to side for intimidation. I swallowed hard and stared at him and, the tears that had welled up began to pour.

One time, Caius even remarked that I am glowing from the constant sex. All those rumors are fine. Painting a picture of a love-crazed couple is what I need to distract the Dunkerson nobles from what I am really doing. Just last night, I felt the response from the magic tools I gave to the top ten winners of the recent tournament. It means that the spell is now complete. Soon, they will aim to be my guards. I kiss Gideon’s cheek and pull him onto the loveseat in front of the fireplace. We settle ourselves, and he finds my hand again. He raises it and places a kiss on the back of my hand.

As soon as I landed at the Arcetic, I was pulled straight into the lab for experiments. It wasn't until half a month later that I stepped out. When I turned on my phone, it was flooded with countless notifications. There were texts from my family, William, and my best friend, Candice Green. Candice had sent several dozen texts, cursing at William and Annie. She tore into him for forgetting who his real fiancee was, for getting too close to Annie. She also accused Annie of deliberately choosing to return on the day of my mating ceremony just to ruin it.

"The dialect is too archaic; it's a bastardized mix of high-court elven and early merchant tongue!" "You've spent the last three weeks translating the restricted grimoires—use that arrogant aristocratic brain of yours right now or we're going to die as historical footnotes!" Zeyric shouted, his knees buckling slightly under the sheer gravitational weight of the suffocating room. The bond amplified his exhaustion, sending a blinding bolt of pain straight through Thalen’s temples.

Captain Jaxen was a straight, battle-hardened military commander on Earth until an explosion killed him. He wakes up in a luxury hotel room inside the weak body of a disgraced corporate heir. Worse, this body just went through a rare second differentiation from a proud Alpha into a fragile Omega. Before Jaxen can process his new reality, a sudden flood of memories hits him. He realizes this body belongs to the ultimate rival of Ares Sterling—the city’s most ruthless billionaire Alpha. When Ares walks into the room, Jaxen tries to punch him like a true soldier. But his new body is burning with an intense heat, and his punch is completely useless. Ares easily catches his hand, pins him to t

Clamping a hand over her mouth, she quickly spits out with embarrassment. I chuckle, peering down at myself. "It's okay. We humans aren't anything extravagant. You, on the other hand, look like a damn goddess." I admit, unashamedly. "We celestial's are all built the same. It is only our runes that makes us different from one another and with me being a princess. I have been given a gift from the stars." She begins. "Zion has been gifted with the skill to heal. Jaja is a tracker, and I can get people to tell me their wildest desires, enticing them to do as I command."

the father exclaims with a mixture of concern and anticipation. Once they completed the task of undressing me, I writhed in agony and let out a piercing cry. My bones seemed to be rearranging themselves in an excruciating manner, and I couldn't help but wonder how many times they had to do so before it was over. Finally, I lay on my bed, panting heavily, trying to catch my breath. ‘Greetings, Skyler. My name is Jinx, and I apologize for not being able to shift until now. I was imprisoned until you encountered the Scarabs, who were able to remove the lock that had been placed on us.’

” He sighed, “I will look into this some more, my grandmother sure had a way to manipulate people into doing what she wanted,” Zach said frowning. “Don’t think too much about it. Ok, you are my mate and no one can take that away from us. I have got you.” He said pecking her forehead. Aramina nodded and said, “I’m not worried, I’m going back to my room and you are not allowed to come into my room with your godlike body. My exams are starting next week and I need to catch up on some of my school works”

Our fingers intertwined, a silent promise of support and love. "We're surrounded by beauty, both in nature and the beauty in front of whom everything turns dull," I whispered, my eyes locked on Arcane's. She got all shy and her cheeks were a shade of crimson. "Damn it! You will be the death of me." I whispered. Arcane was perhaps in a mood of teasing me tonight, her hand went straight to my crotch and I inhaled sharply, "We are in front of our parents. So, behavre." She said sternly.

"They married the prince. And they all died on the full moon." "After that, the prince changed..." Every full moon, to stop himself from shifting, Alaric had his servants bind him in silver chains. He let the silver burn into his flesh, searing his wolf-soul, rather than risk hurting anyone. "The prince doesn't hate you," Graves said, his voice barely above a whisper. "He just doesn't want to spill any more innocent blood..." I nodded. And kept every word in my heart.