Jinx Crying Arcane Novels & Stories

She was going to chant an ancient incantation, for where the Umbragon lies dormant and since this incantation was for making it, she said it backward to resurrect it, "Exanimo Umbra, Noctis Obscura, Umbragon! Terrae umbra, Spiritus tenebrae, Umbragon! Arcanum adveho, In obscurum redde Umbragon!"

The darkness shuddered violently, tendrils flailing wildly as the creature's form flickered and blurred. A deafening crack echoed through the cathedral as the shadowy mass convulsed, pulling back from the strike, as if wounded—yet still alive, still malevolent. Craig’s chant grew louder, words spilling from his lips in an ancient, guttural tongue. The air thickened with energy, shimmering with arcane power. The rune-etched blade in Zane’s hand pulsed brighter, resonating with Craig’s incantation, creating a shimmering barrier of light around the creature’s core.

Butcher grunted, smirking at his weapons. “Bloob . . . good luck . . . bloob . . . breaking down a door made from xylnaziom.” “Zina-what?” Butcher contorted his face in confusion. “It’s a rare metal alloy used to excavate potent materials from the earth’s core.” Lydia said, her eyes fixed on the glowing panel of her device, her fingers tapping vigorously on it.

“It is a minor charm, not a true spell. The effect lasts a few hours. We call it Amorvis. Useless in service, though it teaches balance and restraint. The antidote neutralizes it quickly.” We all turn to her as she wrote it on the board, explaining the ingredients to us and how to make it. I listen carefully, taking in all the information. My mind drifts where it shouldn’t. If I had a potion like that, would Kael even look at me? Would he finally see me, or still see someone to kiss and walk out on? I shake the thought away and focus on the glass bottle in front of me. Damn he and his girlfriend to hell. “Would anyone like to try it?”

The Sacrificial Offering Manifestation was the most dreaded manifestation among arcane seekers. Even an Arcane High Priest wouldn't dare take it lightly. Once someone entered the manifestation, it would shift according to the conjurer's will, and escape was only possible by breaking it from within. Such an ancient manifestation was beyond anyone's knowledge, except for those few from the Dracotigris Order, Suncrest Sect, and Greenshade Guild who were just as old and close to death as Tobias was.

She cursed and her vision blurred and a sharp pain flared between her eyes. That wasn’t as impressive as she expected, then cursed herself for doing something just because it’s what they did in the movies. The two human brutes pulled back on her chains and she cried out as the chains burned and sunk into her flesh. Xavier got up, cursing, and wiping the blood from his face. He looked at her in pure rage.

★★★★ KIZHI VILLAGE ★★★★ April Lopez stood by the kitchen sink, her hands submerged in soapy water as she scrubbed the dishes. Her voice filled the small, rustic kitchen, singing her favorite song, "Arcade," with a clear, melodic tone that belied the simplicity of her surroundings, although it's a sad song but she derives joy in singing it. The old wooden cabinets, the worn-out linoleum floor, and the faded floral curtains that framed the small window were all familiar to her, as was the view outside – the same sleepy village she had known all her life.

James held me in his arms asking worried "Are you fine" I was unable to say anything but my impulse gave a way and I kissed him for quite a long time and I could not make out his reaction. Instead of taking advantage of me at such a moment, he pulled me apart and took me inside the tent and carefully put me down. I was unable to fall asleep so I unconsciously begin to mess up the tent with my magic. He was staring at me shocked of what was happening, I had completely lost myself and looking at him I pulled him closer with a quick snap of my fingers and wrapped my arms around his neck "James help me, I am not feeling good."

Aurelia ran and hid behind the massive form of Zinjo. “I understand now,” Zinjo said in a simple growl. "understand what?” Aurelia asked. "You are like a cub in the eyes of your people.” Aurelia scoffed and poked a finger into his chest, “I’ll have you know I am considered fully grown among our people. I just have stage fright, and the last two times I used the spell it failed.” "I don’t understand stage fright.” Zinjo pulled her in with his powerful arms and she yielded to the soft fur and pressed against the hard muscles.

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