Jinx Arcane Powder Novels & Stories

I hated hearing his name. “He will not touch her,” I said. “That is why you must remain calm,” she said sharply. “Anger is what he wants. He knows how to use it against you.” She walked to a locked chest and opened it. Inside were items that were older than the pack itself. Ancient relics. Objects that carried power from a time before our kingdom even existed. She took out a small silver box and opened it. Inside was a dark powder that looked almost black. “This,” she said, “was made by the first Lunas of our bloodline. It can hide marks, bonds, and magical traces.”

Around me, the rest of my men were already down, gasping for air that was now thick with the scent of rotting flowers and sulfur. "I am not here to play games with a stray dog," Azrael said, stepping toward me. He reached out and grabbed my hair, forcing my head back so I had to look into those void like eyes. "I am here because Jinx is the key to my unending torment." "Where is she?" he demanded, his grip tightening. "I tracked her scent to this camp, but the trail splits. Calhoun took her, didn't he?" I choked out a laugh, even though blood was starting to leak from my nose due to the pressure. "If you're... so powerful... why don't you... find them yourself?"

Jinx wasn't in danger yet but if he didn't show in the next minute or so the healer might have to get proactive. Trips in and out of the Underworld were complicated even for the most seasoned of auric power users. Jinx had the power of an Underworld-enhanced Orangelo Chariot tarot card and now Wound worried it was not enough for two. As it was, Wound's Topside glamour felt like it was taking more power than it should after he had to boost the journey with some of his demon aura.

Lucien shouted, his fists tightly clenched as he brought them down in a devastating hammer-fist strike directly toward the stone altar. Selene didn't flinch. She didn't even draw a blade. Instead, she reached into her pocket and threw a handful of a fine, shimmering black powder directly into the air between them. The moment Lucien's solar fire touched the powder, a massive, concussive explosion of anti-magic energy blasted through the center of the room. The powder wasn't standard explosive; it was crushed obsidian laced with ground wolfsbane and stabilized silver nitrate—a compound designed specifically to neutralize the raw energy of the sun lineage.

She dreamt that her only friend died in a tragic death, slit by the throat and was flung to the air — and was crying as she took her final breath. ‘Luntian.’ She heard the name of the black Shaman, recoiling and repeating in her mind in a rhythm. After doing her morning ritual, Mayari Tabbu immediately went to the room where she does her magic. The Sorceress grabbed the bowl full of powdered minerals, an ash-like substance infused with zirconium, potassium nitrate and charcoal.

When the nurse brought her medication, she'd scream in terror, "Jinx! Jinx! Stay away from me!" She refused to take her meds or eat. It was like she had trapped herself in the ten years when she called me a jinx. Doing this was her way of living through my torment. I watched her and felt a pang of sympathy for her. Then, I hated myself for it. No one sympathized with me back then. "Sharon! Sharon, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! You're not a jinx. I am," she cried out hysterically. "No!" she said bitterly. "It's all Mr. Reyes' fault! He lied to me! He ruined Sharon's life! Sharon, if you're seeking revenge, go after him!"

Leon asked again. "Angelica. Wait, why do you keep asking me? Have you forgotten her?" Owen remember that little girl back then, that girl has a round blue eyes since she is actually half blood, her mother is a filipina-chinese and her father is an American. The little girl also have a wavy long hair that Leon's often plays, she sure will be pretty when she grows up. "Why would I forget her?" Leon answering while crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Get me the Moon powder." I stretched it to her and dropped it shakily. That powder was from Sebastian's mother who had kept it in her closet. The Moon powder was used as a barrier or an obstruction of powers not to leak and hurt the others. She scooped a handful and poured the content on the floor, circulating it and scooping more until the white substance was now like a circle and she stepped in, mumbling some incoherent words. "I need the Jade, My Prince." She stretched her hands towards Sebastian and he gave it to her.

Keyah let out a yelp. “Sorry. We don’t get many visitors. Jeronimo doesn’t know how to behave around strangers.” Jeronimo the cat would give someone a heart attack, thought Aaron. Tara placed a thick sheet of paper on the weighing scales. Then she set about weighing the various powders. Once she was satisfied, she lit the fire under the pewter cauldron, adding the mixture of powders. From one of the drawers under the table, she retrieved a couple of dark glass bottles and added a few drops from each bottle into the cauldron. Purple smoke rose from the cauldron, filling the air with the scent of lavender.