Melvika Arcane Novels & Stories

Melanie focused her powers and energy on getting the dragon stuck to the ground and also ruining the animal in the process. I stared in awe as red rays emitted from the dragon and got transferred to Melanie. “What the hell is that?” “She’s draining its powers.” Morgana answered. “It’s dangerous,” “We need to stop here.” Morgan stated as he moved closer to Melanie. I averted my gaze from them just in time to see Melanie finish off the animal by slitting it with the sacred knife. The dragon faded immediately. Morgan hastened his steps as he tried to hold Melanie from behind. But his journey was stopped when Melanie turned instinctively and threw a fire ball at him. Unfortunately, he couldn’t d

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

"I've heard of it before, but what exactly is it?" Marshal Barns nodded, sensing Danial's interest in the topic. "Elemental magic is the manipulation of the fundamental elements of nature," he elaborated. "These elements include fire, water, earth, air, and spirit. Those who possess the ability to wield elemental magic can harness the power of these elements to cast spells and manipulate their surroundings." "Similarly," Marshal Barns continued, "arcane arrays are intricate patterns of energy that can be imbued with various effects, from enhancing one's abilities to creating powerful barriers or unleashing devastating attacks. They are incredibly complex and require both innate talent and ye

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

He said his voice subtler this time. 'was the mighty vampire sober'? Maggie wondered. She didn’t care, she’d kill him. She owed their daughter that, he wouldn’t escape it by letting them go. “… I can find fish eye for you. But After that there’s nothing more I can do.. I swear” "The fisheye is even of greater value than whatever flash drives you want, and you know it. The protocol can even find you the flash drive... Just don't kill..." “ fine...! fourty eight hours, and that’s all you get. And if you don’t come through… “

The melanin with short pixie hair squealed in excitement. I gave her a wink and she gasped in shock. “Please do well to introduce yourself ladies” I said with a huge smile. “I'm Esther Faux, I'm 20 years old and an upcoming model!" The melanin said quickly. She obviously wanted me to like her. Unfortunately, she didn't interest me much. “My name is Annabelle King and I'm a fan of your model work, very elegant” The other said with a bowed head, she seemed kinda shy and quiet.

I snarled, landing a glancing blow that made him stagger. Marcus laughed through the strain, green and purple energy swirling faster around him. “Escape? Oh, Luna… I’m exactly where I need to be.” That’s when I saw her — Elder Valeria. She had appeared at the edge of the platform like a shadow given form, her robes billowing despite the lack of wind. Her eyes glowed with an unnatural violet light as she raised her twisted staff. Before Lucien could fully register the threat, dark vines of magic erupted from the ground and wrapped around his legs and arms, yanking him backward with brutal force.