Ranni Great Rune Novels & Stories

That rune was the hardest one to refine among the two thousand runes. Fane let out a faint smile as his right hand constantly danced. A golden glow constantly flowed out from his fingers. As he moved his fingers, a faint golden pill rune slowly appeared in his hand. However, just as he was going to complete his final stroke, his hand slipped again, missing out on a stroke. The pill rune immediately let out a bang as it suddenly disappeared. Fane's performance caused everyone to widen their eyes. Even if Fane did not turn around, he could still feel the gazes of others.

David could make out the form of a giant fox with nine tails. "Why is your hand glowing?" David held his breath in the momentary silence that followed. He knew once he spoke there was no going back but David also knew that leaving Satake in the dark would be a much worse scenario. "This is a sniffer rune. As its name implies, its purpose is to sniff out mystic individuals but not just any supernaturals. This rune is attracted to a demographic of rare and extremely powerful supernatural better known as relics."

“And she didn’t even know it. You can’t see her runes, can you?” “What runes?” “How can’t you see them? You’re one of them. They’re on her back.” “Well, I haven’t seen her shirtless.” “Oh, right.” “What are those runes, anyway?” “They look like fire, but now that I know what she is, maybe it’s an angel thing. Ren doesn’t have runes like she has on her back, but he has something on his arm..” I showed her the rune on my wrist. “I got it when I touched the sword.”

Runes managed. “I believe we can proceed with the gala then..”

Zane’s gaze burned like the candles. “Then I will break her.” He turned sharply and strode out of the tent, boots sinking into the snow as his army parted for him like waves. Drums thundered across the valley. The ground trembled beneath marching feet. Renna appeared atop a ridge, holding a crimson stone that pulsed like a sick heart. Runes snaked across her arms in dark ink, alive and writhing. She lifted the stone high. A shockwave of red light burst through the valley, making soldiers gasp as it seared across their skin.

“Well, if you’re talking about right now… then I injected you with a little something to weaken your wolf, and don’t get your hopes up, Raven, it won’t wear off anytime soon. Besides I’ll keep injecting you over and over until I need you” “Need me for what?”. “For my plan to work, of course”. He shrugged so smugly. “You see this….”. He said as he pulled out a small blue flower out of his pocket that was exactly like the ones we saw on the mountain. He held it up into the dim light, admiring it with his eyes. “This little beauty is called nightbane, and luckily for me I have plenty of it. So little and dainty yet so powerful, at least to your breed!”. He spoke as he gazed at the flower then t

Chapter 18 – Caden I keep my eyes trained on the forest around us while also watching Grace and Amelia. Ragers are bad news. No one knows how their Rogue community started but every pup in an established pack is warned about them and their goals. Ragers are Rogues either born to the community or banished from a pack for a variety of reasons, one being treason to their Alpha. Once a Rogue becomes a Rager, they spend their days in The Run hunting down she-wolves bringing them to their community and using the poor she-wolf as a breeding tool. She may bare the mark of one of the wolves, but the community will each take a turn with her, raping her and exhausting her body to be nothing but a pup m

The Helm of Awe covered my left shoulder and on my right was Valknut. Yggdrasil was in the middle and flowing from the roots of the tree was a wolf head. On either side of the wolf was a Jericho 9mm, Kiran’s personal touch to my Zeta mark. From the bottom of the roots, down my spine, was a ghost rune designed by Malachi with my name Jericho adorning the top of Yggdrasil. An hour and a half later Marcus was finished and I put my shirt back on. Tonight I would have to undress with every member of the pack present and shift for the first time in my life.

It may seem harsh but given all the changes I have implemented to make the pack a better pack with which people wanted to ally themselves, forcing people into the life of a rogue was a small price to pay. Being a neighbouring pack with Moon Shadow held its advantages too. I had made sure they were the first alliance I secured given that Darkness and Moon Shadow had been enemies for longer than anyone cared to remember. Though since Jayson still hasn't returned from wherever it is he has disappeared to, it was a friendship which was really beginning to struggle now.

“You dare look down upon us as if you have attained victory?” Rogue nodded, showing Nave that he was positive that he had victory in his grasp. “Yes, I do. Now then, come forth and kneel” He said and removed his hand from his pocket. He unfolded his palm; and made it face the army before him, A rune emerged from the epicenter of the palm and grew in size. It oozed an ominous aura... The aura emitted hues of obsidian miasma, and from within multiple hollowed construct emerged, they took the form of humanoid entities and revealed the people and deities he has killed in battle.