Lanes Arcane Novels & Stories

Damien will be a thing of the past and all your names will be recorded in the books as the ones who fought for your generational freedom. It is time now to arise and fight. Men of Galencia, are you with me” I roared as the Lycan “Yeah!!!” The men roared back angrily and roared again and again. I could see that these men were determined. We will be unstoppable once they are done with training and together with my original armies, Galencia will be undisputed. Rebeca’s father will be back anytime now but I do not have my affairs in order yet. So I need to get it all ready to avoid being ambushed.

[Carys] I glanced at the drone video being broadcasted live from around the borders. Liam had given the army tablet on Alpha King’s order. The gray light of the dawn had sprawled over the dark sky. I examined the rising and falling green and yellow rectangular lines situated in the lower right corner of the tablet. These lines were connected to the mana detectors placed beyond the borders, designed to pick up on the abrupt surge in mana that happens when the passage to the Blank Space opens.

“I have to stay here. This is a direct command from your luna. Get out of here, and do not look back if you get the chance.” The women and children were silent at the luna’s command. Her voice was more powerful than an alpha’s in extreme situations. I felt Lily’s iron grip on my arm. I held my breath as they all responded in unison, anguish lacing their voices. “Yes, Luna Emma,” they answered solemnly. “Take care. Are you ready?” Her loud voice echoed through the tunnels, making most of us wince, and then we covered our eyes as light slowly seeped through.

one girl asks. She’s skeptical like I am, but came with us to avoid being left behind. Esme, I believe her name is. Lila glares at her, her expression suddenly so sinister under the dim lamps that light the hallway. They flicker across her face, casting dark shadows under her eyes. I doubt any of us are as serious about this as she is. “You know what, fine,” Lila says, “We’ll go with my idea. I saw a locked door all the way at the other side of the estate. It’s not on any maps, and I know for a fact Mabel knows how to unlock doors with hair pins.”

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.

Naturally, this duo was the Arcane Summoner Mistaken Fox and his summoned creature, the Stone Axe Minotaur. Unlike his usual style of combat where he is on the front lines, Mistaken Fox was now standing at a distance, chanting continuously in an unknown language while the Stone Axe Minotaur was on the front lines, tanking the damage and occupying the attention of all five orcs. As the orcs struggled to deal with the Stone Axe Minotaur, Mistaken Fox kept launching arcane missiles in their direction, dealing large amounts of uninterrupted damage. This kept going on for three minutes before all five orcs were unable to withstand the missile barrage and finally succumbed to their injuries.

Meena quipped back to me. As we were debating on what are we going to do. Marcellus opened his eyes and started to snarl, roar and contort again. Tendrils of black magic were flaying, flashing and meandering through his body as he thrashed, screamed and roared “Sanguine” and “abyss” repeatedly. “Sanguineabyss is the fifth subrealm of Wengarthria, Aralyn”, Meena told me.

But it was the light that blinded me. A searing, lunar white was erupting from her palm, a pillar of radiance so pure it felt like a physical weight against my eyes. Opposite her, the nightmare had ended in the most grotesque way. Laura lay slumped against the far wall, the obsidian fur of the Arcanum melting away, receding back into pale, shivering skin. But there, etched into the center of Laura's forehead, was a matching mark a silver crescent that pulsed with a dying, rhythmic glow, synchronized perfectly with the light in Lyra’s hand. The Lycanis Arcanum, the god of the hunt, hadn't just stopped. It had chosen. It had bowed.

So that I would find my way home to her? Sloane rises to her feet and casts a final look at her parent’s memorial tree. She throws an arm around her sister’s shoulder. Lark gathers up the cub and they cut back across the meadow just before the sun has fully set. I press myself behind the tree as they pass. Celeste narrows her eyes at me, but doesn’t alert her sister to the wolf hiding in the shadows. “We have two boxes of wine calling our name,” says Lark. Sloane chuckles again, “One for me and one for you then.”

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!