Parabatai Runes Novels & Stories

The beasts attacked, and their nature chilled my blood. As I faced them, I discerned the source of their power: a Rune of Corruption glowed with a faint coppery color on each creature's dark skin, just above the shoulder blade. The rune was common, then I realized it was Aldric's rune. The same rune I had found on his computer, the one he used for his attack spells. “The beasts have runes!” I shouted, channeling my energy through my hands to create a barrier of white light that crackled upon contact with the first beasts.

“These are action runes. The fact that they’re scattered and widespread... that’s worrying.” “What does that mean?” Henry asked, frowning as he flipped pages. “It means something is going to happen—and it’s going to be messy,” Moira said grimly. “The pattern’s irregular. Haphazard. Uncontrolled.” “And who’s involved?” Henry asked. “We can’t say for certain. But all the runes with male energy are face down. Only the feminine ones are upright.” Henry looked relieved. “So... not coming for Tobi?” Moira pointed to a pattern forming in the center. “See these? This arrangement appears every time I cast. And it’s moving, getting closer. I don’t know what it is, but whatever it is, we need to be rea

It then exploded into a massive surge of energy, burning through Zephyr’s spirit realm. This rune had caught both Zephyr’s and the Winged Serpent’s attention. Upon it, were intricate lines of light that spewed bloody tones. This was the Dragon Lizard’s rune. “Damn you pest! Giving up your rune to a mere human!” the Serpent roared in protest. At the same time, Zephyr felt something strange, akin to the mastery over an element.

After a few seconds, Penny nodded her consent. Ava closed her eyes to concentrate. What she was about to do required much focus and a good amount of power. She moved her hands in the way she did when she was conducting her magic. On the ground between her and Penny, a shape formed. Ava felt a bead of sweat run down her back. She pushed harder, subconsciously reaching for Daniel to give her strength. He flooded her with warmth. Ava used that as her anchor as she formed the rune. After the rune was complete, she took two steps back. Penny stepped right inside the edge of the rune. “Imagi a pre hendum. Amul a peiet a tunda espiri maniphatu a uhn a fet lat we.”

Elara's POV "Another failure." I stared down at the rune paper in my hand. Just a few crooked lines. No glow, no power. Nothing. This was the twenty-seventh time. Scraps of failed attempts littered my rented studio, each one a monument to my own uselessness. The former head rune healer, now unable to draw even the simplest of runes. I threw the rune pen on the table and walked to the window. The city's nightlife was beautiful from up here, neon lights reflecting on the dark water like a shattered rainbow.

He dips a quill into an inkpot that looks like a petrified heart. He scratches down Torven’s name before calling the next. A girl strides forward, pure power in her movements, her name ringing out clear: "Runa of the Shadowtail." Another scratch, and she’s off, her back straight and her future accepted. They embody everything expected of us. I do not.

I stuck my bottom lip out and tried my best to give her some sad puppy eyes, but I knew it wasn’t working on her. “Sorry, babe.” Matt sulked as he nuzzled into Pru’s neck while she looked back down at my phone. “Now that everyone is paying attention again,” Pru mumbled before pointing at the screen. “So in the first picture, Luna Emma was practicing runes. None of them are advanced; most are for good fortune.” “Oh,” I sighed out. “I had hoped that there would have been more. I’m sorry I made you look at them.” “No, no, these first pages you took pictures of are just rudimentary enhancements, but this one.” Pru held up my phone, pointing to the last page. “This one is more interesting. I wish

“Selene, why are you here? I mean, I only ask because it’s rare for you to show yourself to others.” Selene simply giggling at the question, as if she wasn’t phased by it in the least. “Yes, that is true. And while I do rarely show myself to others, I did feel like I needed to show myself to you before I spoke with Tori.” “Tori?” “Yes. For you see…. Tori and Rune are what I call special. As they are what I call magical runes or in layman’s term a Rune wolf. Another term to use is Rune-binder as Rune’s fur is white with black and silver runes etched along the surface. Runes that grant Tori certain powers at certain times when needed but only when he becomes of age.”

And carved into his chest— Were runes. Old, blood-marked runes that pulsed faintly even now. Lyra knelt slowly, ignoring the sharp pain in her knees as she traced her fingers near the runes. Not touching. Just observing. They were unlike anything she had seen. Kael crouched beside her. “You recognize them?” “No,” she whispered. “But they recognize me.” As if on cue, the runes lit brighter—one final pulse—and then… Spoke. Not aloud. Not with voice.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.