Julian The Arcana Novels & Stories

“Julian.” “So he’s alive,” Ethan said. “He kept his promise.” ⸻ Far beneath the Arctic mountain, Julian reached the end of the glowing passage. Before him stood an enormous circular chamber. Unlike the Sanctum, it contained no letters. No journals. No artifacts. Only twelve empty stone seats arranged around a pool of perfectly still water. Above the pool floated countless points of golden light, like stars suspended beneath the earth. At the center stood a black stone pillar. Its surface was carved with words in an ancient language.

He didn't know who she was. A few feet away, hidden completely in the deep, heavy shadows of the stone archway, Julian stepped forward slightly, his eyes gleaming with an absolute, wicked pleasure as he watched the entire devastating exchange between Ethan and Aria. A slow, vicious smirk pulled at his lips, his chest swelling with pure triumph as he watched Aria crumble into pieces under the silver moonlight.He leaned his head back against the cold stone, crossing his arms over his chest as he muttered to himself in a low, chilling whisper, "By this exact time tomorrow, Ethan is going to announce his marriage to Isolde, and Aria will be left completely and utterly alone in a pack full of en

Lorenzo wished desperately that she would let go of his hand, the chilling cold of her presence was so intense that he felt he would freeze to death any second but he didn't; it was torture. Hera grinned, holding his hand even tighter. "Julien Hugo wasn't born" she answered smiling, "the Moon goddess knew the other destiny you could have and so for Raphaela, so Raphaela would not stray when she fled from you, for you were the only one that could tame her, she brought about your second destiny, Julien Hugo, at age eighteen. She moulded him out of her imagination and put him on earth and when it was time, she placed him in Raphaela's path."

I had to find a way to make him understand I wasn't there to deceive or hurt him, but maybe that was impossible. "Well, I'm going to talk even if you won't because I think it will help untie the constant knot in my stomach," I began. "Again, my name is Juliana, and I'm eighteen years old." He didn't budge or seem moved by what I said. "I come from the Gold Valley Pack. My father is Alpha Anderson."

Reyna- After I spoke, he released my wrist and stopped walking. “This map hasn’t been made to the public yet. It is still under development and will be released later in the game. This is the only place in the game where we can speak without being discovered.” I didn’t know what was more surprising, the fact that he actually responded to my question, or that his response was proof enough that he was indeed Luka Alder, the CEO of Wolf Tech, and the creator of Arcane Realm.

Every instinct screamed to drag her away, to silence him, to end this before he ripped open the truth I had been hiding. But Leviathan leaned forward, his smile venom. “Julian didn’t find you, Aria. He was always meant to.” Her eyes widened, the words slamming into her like a physical blow. She stumbled back a step, the betrayal already blooming in her expression. My chest fractured under the sight of it. “Stop!” My voice thundered, shaking the room. “You don’t get to use her against me!” But Leviathan’s laughter rang out, sharp and merciless. “Against you? No, Julian. She is you. The missing piece you tried so hard to keep buried.”

​"Elara! Take my hand!" ​A figure materialized out of the white mist to her left, falling at the exact same velocity. It was Julian. He was entirely solid now, his dark coat whipping in the storm, his eyes clear and fully human. But his right arm was missing from the elbow down, the limb ending in a swirling vortex of silver text strings that connected directly to the fading margin of the sky above them. He was using his own remaining code to hold open a narrow, jagged tear in the white space—a small, vertical fissure that revealed a glimpse of a completely different reality behind the sheet.

He could only force himself to remember every word from the true arcana now so that he could take his time to go through it later. However, the internal alchemy that the great Genbu had poured into the Furnace of Forbidden Spells was a real treasure. The true arcana was a million times stronger than Alex’s comprehension. “Juvia, the universe isn’t something you can get just because you want it!” “The Path of God is always on our side! “Ten-Point Forbidden Spell, the dark of the sun and moon, Great Icebound Curse!”

"She was hexed by a witch, and no matter what she did she couldn't escape it. She was an exorcist and priestesses yet couldn't undo it. But I think she got something, she was close. In one of her spell books she wrote down the word 'Stygian' an. . ." "Oh crap!"Julian exclaimed rising up immediately. "What? You know that name?" He asked standing as well. "She's the fucking witch that influenced the invasion against Shade and took my powers." "W-why not kill her then?" "You don't get it, she's ancient. I have never met her, I don't know who she is either." "Are you alright?" Julian further asked as Jeremy looked tense and overwhelmed with shock. "Jeremy!" He shook him. "Yes!" He gasped. "I'm f

So, I've estimated in which places it would be possible for the scroll to fall. "Where?" asked Erika curiously. "To the North! From here, we must travel north! I've asked the Angel Julian to help calculate the direction of the wind and its speed to allow us to search directly to the places where it is possible for the scroll to be found!" "Who is the Angel Julian? A Grim reaper like you?" asked Erika curiously. "No. He is the Angel who records all good and evil deeds! More or less like it!" "So, the Angel Julian is watching me, and all the people who are on Earth? What if I steal something, he'll see it and write my crime? Ah, I once took my neighbor's flowers without excuse!"