Powder Crying Arcane Novels & Stories

“That bitch Susan!” I lifted my chin. “Dark magic hides. It does not erase. And it always leaves scars.” I stepped closer to the invisible barrier. I could feel it now. It was cold and sharp against my skin. I closed my eyes again and began to speak. “By light unbroken....By truth unseen, reveal what darkness hides. Let false sight fall. Let true form rise.” The forest trembled faintly. I reached into my pouch and pulled out a small vial. Inside was a white powder; ground moonstone mixed with ash from a sacred fire.

I am midair when he shifts, flinging a purple powder into my face. WOLFSBANE.

She dreamt that her only friend died in a tragic death, slit by the throat and was flung to the air — and was crying as she took her final breath. ‘Luntian.’ She heard the name of the black Shaman, recoiling and repeating in her mind in a rhythm. After doing her morning ritual, Mayari Tabbu immediately went to the room where she does her magic. The Sorceress grabbed the bowl full of powdered minerals, an ash-like substance infused with zirconium, potassium nitrate and charcoal.

She gives me an awfully cold smile , "I could want it for more than just a potion but what does it matter to you, the options dampen our powers it awakens our hunters and dampen their powers so to you it shouldn't matter, but you should be a little worried, I heared the hybrid is your son ARTHUR

I didn't even look at the tag I kept on gulping it. Suddenly it was snatched away from me by Jade. I forget she was here. Before I opened my mouth to complain but the only thing that came out was vomit. I puked all over her golden dress. OMG! "I'm so sorry Jade" I muttered before going upstairs to my room. I locked the door and sobbed bitterly. This is a part of me I hate. Crying. Because I didn't know how to control my life.

The second she faced me, I threw the white powder straight into her eyes. Everything happened instantly. Linda screamed. “What the hell—?!” She stumbled backward blindly, clawing at her face. “My eyes! What did you do to me?!” Then her knees slammed against the floor. The powder was rare. My father got it years ago from a high priest after helping hunt cursed rogue wolves. One hit could weaken almost any wolf for a few minutes. And a few minutes… Was all I needed. “TINA?!” Chloe screamed inside my head. “No mercy,” I replied.

Nuying said and went through her box and pulled out a small vial full of pink powder. “This powder?” She said. “Yeah that.” Nuying seems confusing. “What is it?” “This powder is a conduit for my healing powers. It seems to have a reaction with the rainbow obsidian, changing the recipe.” She said putting away the vial. “The effects are temporary. You were mildly affected so it should go away in a couple of hours. If it were finished then it would’ve been permanent.” She said. “So what should we do then?” Cai Kang said.

But because of the spell, that was impossible. “Arcanios exist in three kinds,” Alistair explained, sipping his coffee in the dim glow of the room where we had first spoken. The curtains were drawn shut, allowing no sunlight to filter in, leaving only the flickering candlelight to cast shadows against the walls. “The Caelites bear snowflake-shaped marks on their nape. The Ardorium have an infinite symbol on their arms. And the Hexling carry a crescent moon mark along the pulse of their neck.”

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.

She asked, her eyes turning white as she powered the arcane eye. “Yes mam” Froster was a Dragonwolf, their kind did not acknowledge fear. But he knew that activating the eye would reveal the tendrils of energy that had encapsulated the island. He saw the tendrils just before they arrived, the pulsing mass of wild radiance that grew and shrunk with every beating second. An indicator that confirmed the presence of uncontrollable if not infernal arcane magic.