Jinx Arcane Powder Novels & Stories

Their backs were equipped with perilous weapons: two silver firearms for Jace and a black stout sword for Kaizer. "Mister! You look so freezing cold! Try this blue potion I personally made, it will warm you...." "This city is popular for my invisible ink..." "Buy one and you'll take three of my dunking balls..." “If you don’t want to be a goblin’s supper, try this charm…”

The herb storage room was extensive with rows of carefully labeled jars and containers holding everything from common remedies to rare ingredients I’d only read about in textbooks. “We have the best facility in the region,” Margaret said with clear pride in her voice. “Alpha Corbin ensures we have access to whatever we need. These herbs come from our own gardens, from trade agreements with other packs, and some from as far as the Eastern territories.” She pulled down a jar containing something purple and crystalline. “This is moonstone powder. It accelerates bone healing, and we’re one of three packs on the continent that can source it reliably.”

Her eyes widen in fear, and I loved it because she is now realizing her life is in my claws. “I don’t understand how you were able to overcome that spell.” “Do you really think you were strong enough to affect me you stupid bitch?” “That powder wasn’t made by me. I got it from a powerful witch named Jaelyn Hakambir.” “I don’t know who she is, nor do I give a fuck who she is.” “She is one of our most powerful witches in the world, and she once belonged to our coven.” I didn’t want to hear anymore from her, so I just tighten my claws around her neck as she gasps for breath. I want to watch her slowly die for what she did to our mate.

My hair is raised in the most ridiculous style and his hair is slicked back, perfect as ever. I turn it over and in a nice cursive handwriting, the names; Hazel Chestnut and Jamie Johnson are written with a date: July 16th. What does this mean? The lifetime sh*t Jamie spoke of springs easily to mind. So, we reincarnated? That's not something I ever believed in but this seems so real. 'Could be a prank Jamie and Brit are playing on you' my subconscious points out. Yeah, she's right; anyone with a laptop can edit something like this, right?

The last rays of the sun danced across my face, illuminating the glittering powder within the container, and sending shivers of excitement down my spine. My voice trembled with excitement as I stuttered, "Is that...?" but Raziel finished my sentence for me, a knowing smile spreading across his face. "Yes, it is," he said, handing me the small, delicate jar filled with the shimmering, iridescent powder. I took the jar from him, my fingers wrapping around it with a sense of reverence, and inspected the contents carefully.

When I turn to look at her, she only has eyes for her mate. “Shall we get this started?” Alpha Kai asks as they reach us, and when I nod, a red-haired woman walks toward us. “Fenriz, Umiko, this is Marle. She’s my pack witch and will help you with your bind.” The witch nods to both of us, then she looks at me and frowns. “A fox placed this bind on you; a potent spell indeed,” she says, walking over to me. She places her hand on my forehead, closes her eyes, and when she reaches into my subconscious where Ahmya hides, she gets frightened and takes a step back.

I say warily. Instantly, Casper's expression is cold, detached. He even looks slightly angry. "In the cup, is a mixture of herbs meant to sedate someone. Make them drowsy and vulnerable," he tells me, looking anxious at his own words. I gasp, the cup falling from my hands. The china shatters on the ground, the contents within soaking into the carpet by my feet. He tricked me...I had allowed myself to be lured into his psychopaths home.

"Woah, were you Minnie, the birthday girl?" Minerva hastily looked at her right when she heard another voice asked. It was a little girl that was around four to five years old. Her light pink hair was in pigtails and her green jeweled eyes shone with curiosity. As for Minerva, although it was also a child who was in front of her, she was still a bit nervous. Especially that strange Marcus was here. She gripped on Julia's skirt as she nodded her head to the little girl. "Wow! Hello, Minnie! I'm Zinnia Soleil Zielony! I'm four years old! My father's Raphael Sol Zielony! And he was the youngest first-generation Saint Archmage!" The little girl, who was Zinnia, proudly said.

I said, sliding two more twenty-dollar bills across the counter. Maeve grunted, reaching into a lower cabinet to pull out a dark stoneware jar filled with a thick, grey paste that smelled intensely of crushed copper and burnt pitch. "The ash wash stings like lye and smells of a burnt smithy," she replied, slanting a milky eye up at me. "But a tracker could stand three feet away and think you're a sack of cold coal." While she worked, measuring out small spoonfuls of black powder into the jar, I glanced at a smaller shelf near the wall. Row after row of small glass vials were labeled in messy ink: Joint Ease, Night Sleep, Blood Flush.

****** Greyson's POV Not long after Isobelle and Harvey disappeared from my line of sight; Zeena came striding back into the room with a small red pouch made with a soft looking fabric in her hand. "What's that?" I asked while pointing with my eyes "It's a special kind of powder that when you blow it at a witch's face; it neutralizes their power for an hour" My brows creased slightly in confusion "Neutralizes?" "Yes, by neutralizes I mean it makes us unable to use our powers for about an hour. Ravina is literally the strongest living witch right now and we won't stand a chance unless the first thing we do is to subdue her powers" I hummed lowly in understanding "Got it"