Libromancer Deck Novels & Stories

Remus’ mother sighed as she continued. “Then there were rumors about your mother being with a demon. My husband was distraught over it thinking the demons would wreak havoc on our bordering territories. So, I will ask. Please help my family’s urge to protect the vampire kind from possible demise. I fear my husband may feel that the demons again is gaining more power.” She then pulls out a card deck. Vastria looked at it confused. These cards were much larger than normal playing cards. Lily Rosenburg placed the deck on the table. “These are my tarot cards. I have been trying to read them, but ever since I was turned, my cards rejected me. Each witch has their own personal tarot deck.”

Although, he actually still didn't, as the battle will soon to commence and he was running out of time. In his spare time, Lars often haunted the spiraling corridors of the Librarium. The records were kept in runes all over the walls and to access them required aether energy tuning of a Scion. Vayu had kindly taught Lars how to did that and since then, he began his tireless journey of scouring the records to undone Len's condition.

She is smiling like she found something that just made her day. “What’s with the books?” Romy bounced onto the bed, “First, the romance book section in your library is awesome. We totally need to check it out together. Second, I got these pack law books. These are the first two of four.” I smiled. Of course, she had already gone to the library. Her weapon is her mind and sharp tongue. She uses them well, too. “Did you find something interesting?”

The library is still open. Grabbing my jacket, I dash to the library. I need to go and see if I can get books on supernatural beings. I suddenly have a new hobby; Reading. As expected, the Library is still open. I walk around until I spot the section I desire. In bold letters, it stands glaring at me. I just wonder how I never noticed this section before. LUMINOUS PACK HISTORY. That is exactly what I want to know. What baffles me is the fact that it says Pack and not Community Then the realization hits me. A pack refers to a group of wolves! Could it be we landed ourselves right amid werewolves?

she said. I was amazed and got up “Arnold please don’t, rest your wounds I don’t to see your wounds worsen” Phageomora explained with a worried tone “I know… but I rather continue down to my last breath” I said as I got up still wounded, Phageomora smiled “is there anymore your friends not brainwashed from Corona?” I asked “actually I do, Azerix & Aezaith where are you!” she shouted suddenly Azerix & Aezaith the Incubusling & Succubusling duo came up from Hellish Undergrowth. “You called Phage?” said Azerix & Aezaith “just checking if you okay” then Azerix & Aezaith looked at me collapsed to the ground “Master Arnold!!!” Azerix shouted with worry, “Azerix & Aezaith…” Phageomora looked at me

"One of the best ones, my lady. Would you like to see?" "I can?" "Of course, please come along." The oak-panelled door opened onto the biggest library she had ever seen. Row after row of neatly lined up books with their spines facing outward, colour coded with dots, for different sections arranged in alphabetical order adorned the shelves. Their library itself extended up to three levels with spiral staircases. "I would like to read about werewolves," Rhiannon said. Arios smiled," certainly my lady." ********** Rhiannon had been reading for probably hours, she didnt realize how long.

she said, “a truth.” The cards around her hands spun faster, churning in the dark water until they blurred into a single smear of color. Then they snapped into place in a neat row: Death. The Tower. The Magician. The Lovers—reversed. Of course. Her finger tapped each card in turn, little vibrations sending ripples through the liquid. “You are a Key Author,” she said, voice gone low and resonant. “Your stories built the bones of this game. Your heart gives it blood. As long as you fear love, it will feed.”

He didn't really give a fuck and his vibe was screaming whatever you want. “…Sure,” I said. “Why not?” I shrugged playing alone. Her smile widened. She spread the deck facedown in a wide arc across the table. “Choose three cards,” she said softly. “Past. Present. Future, but be careful, the future would be scary.” I reached out. My fingers were hovering, then I picked three at random. She turned them over one by one. Past: The Tower. A stone tower struck by lightning, flames bursting from the windows, two figures tumbling through the air. Classic chaos card.

Is there some kind of anti-wolf spray I can use? “I'm afraid no spell is powerful enough to repel a lycanthrope's primordial energy. Clara smiled, slamming a stack of decks of black cards down on the counter. “I can sell you a deck of Crookshollow tarot cards. Each card has different photos of Crookshollow's famous spiritual landmarks. They also have play instructions inside. — Instructions on how to play? “Tarot cards were originally designed as playing cards,” Clara placed a deck in front of me. “If you're in the middle of the woods, maybe you could use a little entertainment.

I looked around for the librarian but noticed that Lucian and Cassius weren't here anymore. “Pack duties.” Darius said. Like I asked. I ignored him, got up and went to find the librarian. “What does it say?” I asked pointing to a page. I didn't know why but something on that page called out to me. The librarian looked at the page. Then at me. For a second, he didn’t speak. “Moon-marked wolf.” My fingers tightened around the book. “what?” “It’s a type of wolf,” he continued calmly. “the rare and powerful kind.”