Miskos Treasure Heroines Manuscript Novels & Stories

No one would dare to take the noble's money and run after witnessing the Great God of Order. "Thank you for your generosity, Baron." The mercenaries bowed again. The next thing was easy. The others prepared to leave as soon as Kristin had finished comparing the treasure map in her hands with the topography of Roskilde Island. Kristin was a third-level mage, accompanied by Eric Bernard, a seventh-level knight, and Ronny St, a first-level druid. They were on a three-masted warship. It could be said that they had not encountered such a powerful treasure-hunting team in more than ten years, so there was no shortage of sailors applying to be navigators. In the end, Kristin chose two veterans from

After a short while of harboring the sands, she lifted out a book. She handed it over to the pregnant lady who has been referred to as Juliet. "This is a therimoire, the book of accounts." "The wisdom of the primordial being; The First Magic, passed down through ages, it was found by the goddess Morgana. She amplified it, removed the original spells to prevent destruction amongst warlocks and witches and she rewrote it." The woman added to her words. She waved her hand in a rainbow form and a purple hex surrounded the house.

Whiskey. I was awake before the sun, and had already ransacked through the rest of the huts still standing. I found a few interesting items, some jewellery, silverware, nothing worth taking with me though. I decided to go back and search the Alpha’s house more thoroughly. The study or office space proved to be worth wild. I found another journal on a bookshelf in there. This one only dated back three generations, the first entry being date marked as 12th October 1935. He wrote about his desire to have the chosen daughter come back to them. Which confirmed my original theory, this pack have had firsthand contact with the Moon Goddess. I’m getting closer. I took this journal, and the other old

Though she made it sound like a definitive statement, a part of her waited for confirmation, for the mistress to reveal the truth she sought. For a long moment, the mistress simply stared at her, the air between them thick with unspoken tension. Then, unexpectedly, she chuckled. "I suppose if you had seen her, it would be clear enough. Yes, we are siblings. Twins even." The admission startled Dryzza, though the mistress's casual tone suggested she had anticipated this moment. Slowly, the mistress reached into the folds of her dress and pulled out a bronze-bound book. The sight of it took Dryzza by surprise—how had she not noticed it before? The grimoire had been there all along, hidden in pl

Claire teased, holding back a laugh. I watched, grinning from ear to ear, feeling like the luckiest man alive. As we spent the day serving treats to our friends and family, Claire leaned in and whispered, “You are the best thing I’ve ever brewed.” I smiled, knowing this surprise would be a memory we’d cherish forever. ~~THE END~~ Note from Author ~~ We did it! This is the end of Treasure by the Alpha Prince. Thank you, dear readers, for joining me on this incredible journey. This story took longer than expected to complete, as life often brings unexpected trials. That leave you broken inside.

Elysia's fingers traced the symbols, her mind alight with possibilities as the threads of fate seemed to weave themselves before her eyes. As they delved deeper into the scrolls' teachings, Elysia's connection with the artifacts revealed a new revelation. The artifacts were not only conduits of power, but also vessels of memory containers of the realm's collective experiences. With this newfound understanding, the heroes unlocked memories that spanned centuries, immersing themselves in the triumphs and trials of those who had come before.

If the maids had ever found my secret stash, they had never mentioned it to me, or, more importantly, the Alpha King. On the afternoon of the party that would mark Lukas’ return to the castle, I was curled up on my bed, reading, in a meager attempt to soothe my nerves. The book the maid had brought me was an adventure novel. In it, the heroine was a Luna who had been separated from her Alpha by war. I was just getting to the good part, where the Luna was fighting her way behind enemy lines to get to her Alpha, when the door to my room flew open.

She found herself summoned to the palace more frequently for archival work, but always, somehow, Tobias was there. Never interfering, just watching. Observing her hands as she unraveled legends, listening to her voice as she challenged royal myths with the other narrow minded researchers. One afternoon, she discovered a rare manuscript on her desk, one she had mentioned only once in passing. No note, no signature, just a pressed moonflower between the pages. She didn’t need a signature. She knew. Another day, he brought her tea, black, no sugar, just as she liked it, and leaned on the edge of her desk as she explained the difference between wolfblood and wolfsbane.

A smile that held no warmth held within it. Once the neutrality blessing was complete, the chamber began to hum. Kieran was brought forward. As the priestesses began to circle him as they chanted, but what happened next surprised everyone. A portal opened, and a woman stepped through. Her body looked as if it were made up of moonlight itself. It could only be one person. “Moon Goddess,” I breathed, bowing. Everyone else has done the same. “Rise,” said the Goddess, “who here claims that my will was carried out properly. By removing his man’s wolf Demon?”

I’d let him think I was giving in, while I learned everything I could about this place — his guards, his secrets, his mind. And when the time was right, I’d destroy him the same way he destroyed my pack. I reached for the pen beside the contract. My hand hovered above it for a long moment. My heart beat fast — too fast. This wasn’t surrender. This was strategy. I signed my name slowly, the ink dragging across the paper. “You wanted a mistress, Alpha,” I whispered. “You just got a traitor in disguise.” The knock came not long after. “Alpha wants to see you,” a voice said from outside.