Novel & Cerita Kembalinya Sang Archmage

As for how he could achieve it, he was sure the King had plans for it. "To awaken your mage blood, you have to undergo a ritual held by a priestess, which is set to take place this month's full moon, three days from now," Lucius said. "This ritual… this won't harm me in any way, right?" "Why, are you scared?" Emery mocked. Lanver subtly glared at her. "Certainly not, Your Highness," he emphasized how he addressed her remembering how she corrected him the first time they met. "I just want to make sure you are not trying to get me killed and dishonor our agreement."

I bumped into Henry, a sorcerer who had saved me on my way to the southern pack claiming that I was digging my own grave if I dared to go there. I don't fully trust Henry for now but he wasn't as bad as I had imagined him to be. He has been quite helpful, one could say. I wanted to sever all ties with Sage and not ever walk back into his life or have anything to do with him but fate had other plans for us, now I am bounded to him completely. I am carrying his heir and I’m sure if not now, sooner or later he’d come to figure out my whereabouts, I can hide under Henry's cocoon for too long

“I shall be gone, then. Tell Anselm that we shall meet him in Father’s chambers shortly.” ARCHER heard the loud giggling of his sister Agatha as he knocked on the oak door of her chambers. “Agatha? Madeleine? It is I, Archer. I need to speak with the both of you.” The heavy door opened, revealing a grinning Princess Agatha. She was a lively, fierce one: always high-spirited, but at the moment, she took one look at his grim expression, and her grin dropped. She stood up straighter, her usually mischievous eyes somber.

"Vershala tulian das lo berruas." The red circle glowed bright and violent against the grass in front of me. "Kalha vas notha rak! Kastem!" I released the Talent into the spell, enjoying the rush of cool sensation racing along my skin as the summoning circle shrank to a pinpoint, then exploded in a burst of light. The doglike demon, Kastem, stared at me, waiting.

Now he was the Alpha King and mom still reigns as the Queen of Mage. "Classes over?" Arnold, dad's beta and aunt Mathilda's mate asked as we entered the Castle while he was coming down the steps. "Yeah, only today. Prof. Lilly isn't up for teaching today," Sarah chirped, obliviously the only person happy among us for classes being cancelled.

Dante Elderys watched Calyx Archer Heron walk through the palace archway, leading out into the clearing before the forest. Lady Crystobelle stood upon the balcony with him. When she turned to him, she beckoned him forward to join her. "She proving to be difficult," Lady Crystobelle told him as she once again turned to watch Calyx vanish within the forest. "She still refuses to take off that enchanted ring. Both Priestess Alethaliyah and Greer have foretold that Theodavian Sagedeluna is returning. It does not surprise me for he is a part of the prophecy after all."

Not even the secret service or the Special force, even more the public know what happened. That is how I have been dealing with all the attempts. Luckily when there were an instance of Some unfortunate personnel were kidnapped, Aeternum have 3 Grand Archmage that can handle those instance. Since it was a big loss to lose a scientist or doctor that were kidnapped, Elijah, Griksu’Um and Alfred had to step in, to wipe the memory of those that were involve. Making it seems that nothing had happened, in short I have to Memory Wipe them, but instead of using a stick, we used magic.

"That nonsense. Who has any idea what it means?" Soartin opened his mouth in response, but it was Cenam who spoke, his voice bitter, and his tone, baleful. "Blood Blessed." It wasn't until the mist thinned before them that anyone spoke again. And when the voice spoke, it was no surprise that it was Takaris. "From here," he began with relief, "we return to the seminary, register in the cathedral, and can be free of this war." Sethlzaar shook his head solemnly. "That will not be happening."

Vance stepped closer, the smell of expensive cologne and ozone radiating from him, completely overpowering the smell of sagebrush. "If you want to truly kill a beast like Danielson," Vance whispered, leaning down until his eyes were level with Francis’s, "you don't destroy his body. You make his system eat itself from the inside out. You don't just cut the power to his house; you rewrite the code of his soul until his own machines perceive him as an anomaly that must be deleted." The Covenant in the Ruins

#Flash back# #Cedric Marshall# #Supernaturals# Hello Alaric, you look haggard as ever! ♥Cedric's POV♥ My life is a shattered mess, a puzzle that can't ever be gotten right because the missing piece led me astray and left me alone in this cold, dark, world. What benefit is the gift of immortality when ancient curses can drive you mad and invite death to snatch you right from my grip?