Mugman X Chalice Novels & Stories

I winced at the grip Xavier had on me, which I'm sure was going to leave a bruise. "Let go of her," Clause orders, his dominating aura standing boldly and unhinged as he speaks. "You're in my territory, so if I'm right, I should be the one making rules here." "She's a Mickleson, and I wouldn't be anywhere near here if it weren't for her now." I had it with them finally getting the courage to speak up, "That enough!" I pulled away, sparing Clause a disappointing look before walking to the elevator. What is it with Mickelson and getting in every single step I try to make? I can't be with them.

Aya Connor is the only mute Epsilon she-wolf of the Connor Moonfang Pack—fragile, voiceless, and treated as a disposable pawn by her own greedy family. When her father forces her to take her sister’s place in an unwanted mate bond with the terrifying Alpha Kyle Connor, Aya enters the deadly halls of the Rev-9 Crimson Dominion with one goal: keep her dying grandmother, Elder Serena, alive. Kyle Connor is a muscular, ruthless Alpha scarred by war and betrayal. Known for his cold restraint, he wears a pristine ceremonial neck-cloth—loosening the knot by exactly one inch only when his lethal wolf, raw lust, or dangerous possessiveness takes control. Believing Aya is a scheming spy sent to ste

“It won’t hurt her, will it? I mean, is it not the kind of spell that would require a sacrifice?” Serena laughed. “Oh this is sweet. You’re just too sweet like your father. But what you’re talking about is dark magic. The Chalice is made out of pure light magic that it is only granted to royal tamers. They have pure souls, that is why familiars like Custard are born when they come to this world.” “I think you must have mistaken pure for naivety.” Ace commented. “Hey! This is my moment. Stop embarrassing me.” I glared at him before turning back to Serena. “So what do I have to do?” I asked.

"This is absolute forest witchcraft! Is that plain healer female carrying some secret dark moon potion inside her basket?" Bang! A heavy silver chalice slams flat against the wooden board with a massive, roaring force, causing the dark berry juice to explode over the edges and splash across the table skins. Tavon and Magnus instantly shut their jaws, their inner wolves jumping at the sudden, violent sound. When their eyes snap toward the head of the bench, the Supreme King's face looks completely dark, rigid, and serious. Magnus shoots a wide-eyed glare straight at Tavon's nose, his pupils screaming, What did your stupid mouth just wake up?

Mabel kept wiping her brow with the sleeve of her dress, her fingers fidgeting nervously at her sides. And then we heard footsteps coming towards us. “Where is that useless girl?” “Mabel! What’s keeping you?” The Elders were near. Very near. My pulse quickened. Perfect. This was the right time. Without wasting a second, I snatched the chalice from the omega's hands. She gasped in surprise, but before she could react, I lifted it high—and let it crash to the stone floor. CRASH! The silver cup shattered into sharp, glinting pieces. Wine spilled like blood across the vault floor.

He turned to the three, Thomas Milner, Alexander Xermia and Sigrid Hemon, weighed down by the immense weight of the chains around their necks, hands, and feet. " The imperfect pot has been presented to the buyer, and he has deemed it unworthy to hold water. So I must crush this pot into dust and forge a new one! And it is going to be done with, or without you. There is respect, and then there is fear, we shall have to see which one is more powerful than then other." He walked off, leaving room for his undead knights to drag the three back in the dungeon. Thomas Milner stared at her as he was relentlessly dragged back to his cell.

Qiang announces. Qiang takes the gold dagger he had Nuo hold and hands it to Mei as he holds the chalice. Mei takes the dagger and with very little hesitation, slices her palm till she draws blood. I’m instantly wincing and trying to resist the urge to tend to her hand or hyperventilate and pass out from worry. She holds her hand over the chalice and lets her blood drip in until her hand heals shut. Nuo walks over and cleans Mei’s hand and then Qiang hands the chalice to Mei. Mei takes it from him and steps closer to me presenting it to me. 'Sorry if this is gross,' she meekly apologises through our link.

"We know you're good with maps." "I try my best," Jason said dryly, and we followed them to a large room filled with books, paintings, and artifacts. "here." a monk said, leading us to a table. He brought out two parchments. On one he drew out a map, and on the other, he drew what I supposed was the relic we were to go after. It looked like a chalice. "This is the cup the hollow king drank from on the night he did the spell that rebounded. His own magic was used against him." the monk said and handed the map to Jason, and handed the parchment with the chalice to kylie.

The woman concluded and I looked at her. A challenge? “Alexander Hudson, please make a small incision in the wrist of Beatrice Madden and hold it over the chalice until a drop of blood has fallen in it. The chalice will light up when it is done.” The woman explained and Alex greedily took my wrist. He got the knife and looked at me with a smile. I swallowed and looked down. My wrist was right above the chalice. The chalice itself was gold from the inside and black from the outside and it hummed with power. I had no idea where the light would be shone from but I didn't care anyway, not when the knife touched my skin and cut through. Blood welled up and I stared at the dark, clear red liquid s

I asked cautiously. "Disappeared somewhere. We captured this chalice during the battle three years ago." "Then what is the function of the other chalice?" I continued to dig for answers from Chaz. He looked surprised for a moment. "You're so curious, aren't you? "Chaz raised one eyebrow. "Of course we're curious. Why don't you ever know about those chalices? Even though we are also Hunters. Chaz took a deep breath. "The second chalice has a main carving in the shape of a woman. Anyone who drinks blood from that chalice will return to youth even if they are hundreds of years old. Then..."