Occult Kun Novels & Stories

“Even if Cara has discovered Thanorite is the cause, it changes nothing.” Evelyn frowned. “Why not? If she finds a cure…” Amanda shook her head, cutting her off. “She doesn’t know how to detoxify it. No one does. That method disappeared fifty years ago, along with the journal your grandfather stole when he left Ivyshade.” She lifted a teacup with steady hands, her voice low and deliberate like an ominous prophecy: “As long as the rest of the journal remains lost, discovering the cause is meaningless.” Evelyn pressed her lips tightly together. The anxiety in her heart finally eased.

How naive! Ridiculous! "Don't be too proud!" "We're just being careless. What do you think our Hidden Cultivation Sect has been standing tall for?" "The Hidden Cultivation Sect is a branch of the Archean Eon. It has a terrifying occult skill!" "You're doomed to die today!" After saying that, the Triune unleashed a strange magical power. Almost at the same time, the whole world was wrapped up and Chaotic Dharma Laksana appeared! The Dharma Laksana illuminated all living things, and the faces of all the people present were reflected on it.

object that shows all the realms under the four seas and seven deserts, it's also the object kunshiya kun used as his secret guard, the Dragon glass can see any intruder or unknown dragon entering Atakar kingdom from ten hundred miles and sends alert to kunshiya kun, it can also be used to view what a particular person is doing at the moment as long as you thought of the person... the Dragon glass existence was only known to Kunshiya kun and the late Dragon Queen, When all his inner qi was gathered kunshiya kun used magic to make his soul leave his body and entered the secret tunnel where it was kept. The Dragon glass was glowing and shining as it was thousand years ago when the late queen

Which led me to believe that this wasn't a room for the public eye but was made to be kept a secret. Pulling her necklace from underneath her shirt, she takes off from around her neck. As I had expected, it was vintage that was rusting with old age. She put it in the keyhole and turned it, easily unlocking the door. The door creaked open and inside was a place that made me grin, my witch senses tingling. Inside was everything a witch could dream of. A place where you could meditate, perform spells, make potions, everything. Unlike the other rooms this one was darkly lit, only light would be coming from the candles. It was small but had just about everything I needed. One the wooden floor hel

my mother say, that's when we were in difficulty my parents were the ones that helps us hide with my mate. Together we made our way to the hidden spot where we could watch whats happening at the old house. It looks they were having some kind of ritual everyone was wearing black robe, while Rob, Alpha Ben, Alpha Curtia and the Headmaster, Sage and his wife were red. There was a fire in the circle were they sat drinking something red in a big cup. “ Yup they are definitely doing some ritual” my mother say. “ You have to go to our mate now! Whatever they are doing is affecting her and Princess can't protect our pups much longer if this continue” My wolf say in urgency to my head.

she said. Joan arched her brow in amazement brushing her hands through her hair "and who the fuck are you to tell me who to talk to and who not to talk to? You aren't my god damn mother!" She sounded pretty hostile. The lady chortled, she was called K.K "I am only being honest with you, they are only going to get you into trouble and you know what that means don't you? They are very bad Joan!"

Lucy sat at the edge of her bed, the parchment spread out before her. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows across the cryptic symbols and hastily scrawled notes. Her heart pounded as she pieced together the fragments of the message they had decoded. Each word hinted at something dark and forbidden—a ritual that could break Karl’s curse. Or condemn him forever. Conan paced behind her, his boots thudding softly against the wooden floor. “This isn’t something we can just walk into, Lucy. Rituals tied to the blood moon aren’t just risky—they’re catastrophic if done wrong.”

I quickly answered the call. "Hello, is this Alpha Aidan of Nightblade Pack?" A man's voice came through the phone. "Yes. Who are you?" I asked cautiously. "Eric. I'm an officer with the International Werewolf Council. I have some unfortunate news to tell you." There was a pause on the other end, and I felt a bad premonition, my heartbeat racing. "Your mate, Luna Freya, was in a plane crash. We need you to come and identify the body."

She could barely process who it was, when a voice came through. “Is there a reason you're interested in things that don't concern you?”.

He cuts me off, “To hide my scent and to hide our conversation.” My eyebrows knit together as I try to understand what he means and he explains as he turns towards me, “The mist hides specifically my scent so they won’t know that a vampire is in their home and the low humming sound you hear it’s causing a block on the other side of the door so no one could hear us talking.” I nod in understanding and we both stare at each other awkwardly. It feels like it’s been forever since I’ve seen him even though it’s only been a few days, but now that he’s in front of me… I don’t know how to act.