Portia Arcana Novels & Stories

Ophelia muttered out loud the first smacking her self in the head. This was all stupid she was not supposed to feel this way and even if she did then was no way her and Xavier could end up together. Marissa and Jake were the only friends and constant support she had and she was not losing them over a stupid attraction. It made her wonder though what Xavier had done to instill that amount of hate from his siblings. What can a person ever do to make their family hate them so much? Exhausted she crashed into the bed hoping that the sleep good finally find her now and before she knew she had passed to the dreamland.

Emery knew that well but she was not vigilant enough and had to learn such a lesson the hard way. As she wrote the possible relationship of Lady Mica and Princess Natalia, Emery came to realize that the princess managed to get ahold of the information regarding the Arcana through her contact with His Majesty’s mother. With that in mind, Emery knew too well that if she gets caught, they would probably do everything in their power to make her spill every information about the Arcana. That was highly possible since Lady Mica knew that the Arcana was keeping the throne in check and as of the moment, they consider the Arcana was the biggest threat in whatever they were planning.

She signed and said it is only a person who has seen many deaths that can tell you the location of the wind. Strange woman, indeed she was but she opened up with time and shared her story. My name is Morgana and my parents are half witches and vampires, we all lived in a small town where Amelia found her mate(werewolf). We never met him or knew of his pack because he was so mysterious one day he carried Amelia and we never saw her again.

Leon asked again. "Angelica. Wait, why do you keep asking me? Have you forgotten her?" Owen remember that little girl back then, that girl has a round blue eyes since she is actually half blood, her mother is a filipina-chinese and her father is an American. The little girl also have a wavy long hair that Leon's often plays, she sure will be pretty when she grows up. "Why would I forget her?" Leon answering while crossing his arms in front of his chest.

Cristiano had been doing his own research behind Zoe’s back, and he encountered a specific name that popped up multiple times - Magdalena Moonshadow. Magdalena Moonshadow, a mystical and revered figure, was rumored to possess ancient wisdom and unparalleled knowledge of the supernatural realms. She was said to have lived in seclusion, deep within the heart of the enchanted forest, where she communed with nature and delved into the secrets that transcended ordinary understanding. Whispers spoke of her powers to communicate with spirits, decipher cryptic prophecies, and provide guidance to those who sought her wisdom. Her age was unknown, for time seemed to bend around her, leaving her eternal

She continued, my strangling demon: "Dear scheming Jarngrimr hasn't stopped blathering on about you since you were conceived. Tithe to Utgardr, she says, your blood the bridge between Arcadia and the Northern Holds. Tuppence, I say. Nothing good comes of a filthy witch." The mara atop me spat in my face, her sleek auburn hair and light milky skin like the Arcadian prefects of Periland, the home of the mara race. Her large sable eyes bore into my soul, and she assumed the nightmare position, conjuring my dreams with her slender, spiked fingers in black sand. From the essence of the cloud, the mara feasted.

"Apparently, the Blackshadow pack has a new Luna. She's very powerful and is very skilled in training their warriors to fight. The warriors who left our pack and joined them were assigned important positions." "A Luna?" Felix asked with a frown. "Apparently, the Luna is very mysterious. No one has seen her face." Felix scoffed. Just then, Portia's shrill shrieks resounded from upstairs. "It hurts so much!" Felix twisted as he rushed upstairs. Portia was thrashing around on the bed in the master bedroom. Her entire body was covered in a sheen of sweat. A faint, red light pulsed under her skin, giving off the impression that something was trying to burst out of her body.

Portia was behaving strangely possessive. As a student walked a little too close to Antonia in the crowded corridor, Portia swiftly stepped in the way, shooting the passerby a lethal glare that forced them to stumble backward. Portia kept glancing back at Antonia every few seconds, her posture rigid, practically shielding the freshman from the rest of the student body. She was acting less like a cruel master and more like a fierce guardian staking her claim.

I said, assuming that Luka was known in the game as Unknown User. “Unknown User has denied a wedding ceremony, does Player Reyna still accept?” “Yes.” I repeated. “Congratulations, Unknown User and Player Reyna have entered a sacred marriage. The marriage is definite and will be uploaded into the Arcane Realm system. Please accept these items as a wedding gift.” The automated voice said as another screen appeared before both Luka and me. “What does it mean the marriage is definite?” I asked.

I only spent about an hour with him, but no one would believe he was cut from the same cloth as his two older cousins. Then again, Portia only shared one parent with her brothers. Portia's mother was Manuel Esmeralda's mistress-turned-second wife. He left his first wife, Vincent and Gregory's mother, for her. I have a feeling that had something to do with the bad blood between them. I gesture to the pilot that we're ready to go as Nathan pushes the door wider and Portia steps onto the roof. She's huddled into a heavier coat than I'd expect for the temperature and is hugging it closed.