Strong Arm Alchemist Novels & Stories

Like all Lycans, he knows that a Lycan bite can be a killer bite to a vampire, but I'm not a vampire - I am a Hybrid, and I'm the strongest right now! I used my super-speed to launch punch after punch, without him lying even a finger on me. Before I moved on to follow my search for Selena, I decided to give him a gift, the same gift he and his daughter gave: Pain. I used one of the gifts to make him face his worst fears, which turned out to be losing his fortune. I kept following Selena's smell until I found myself in a room. Something about this room seems familiar….. On the bedside was a picture thrown on the floor. It was a picture of a woman standing by Albert's side, guess we were in th

High-Rank power frequently fought over such an alchemist to win him or her over in their forces. Alchemists or Alchemy Masters are cultivators in the cultivation world with a profession in medicines and creating pills. They are all highly respected and valued people in the cultivation world because of their ability to create pills that could significantly assist others whether it'd be their health or cultivation. However, not everybody can become an Alchemist as they wish. Just like cultivation, one must be born with the talent to become an Alchemist, as they are required to memorize the countless numbers of plants and medicines that exist in this world. It is said that only one in 100,000 p

His strong scent immediately hit my nose; I could feel sparks travel round my whole body. It was him… Alpha Zale Van Dizetro. The well-known ‘Alpha of Packs.’ “Mate…” he trailed out. His eyes darkened instantly as he reached out to me and grabbed my wrists forcefully. I winced in pain but he ignored me completely. “Let me go this instant!!” I yelled out to no avail. His hand held my chin firmly as he commanded me. “You submit to me, Mate.” he voiced out in a deep masculine tone, every piece of his words tearing me like a knife. And from that I knew that his wolf had taken over and was in control.

I addressed him with a grave tone, "tell me everything you remember about the rogue's appearance and behavior." He winced, his body contorted with pain, yet his eyes reflected unwavering determination. "He was different, Alpha," he began, his voice strained. "His eyes... they glowed with an intensity I've never seen before. And his strength... it was far beyond what any rogue should possess. He fought with a controlled aggression, as if he had been trained for battle. But the most unsettling part was his defiance. No matter how much we pressed him, he refused to shift back." The information gnawed at the corners of my mind, raising more questions than answers. The rogue's unusual abilities a

I said to her. "Oh my boy," she said, crying, "my sweet boy. I need you to be strong. No matter what happens at the end of all of this, I need you to be strong. You are the future of this pack and you have to stay strong, do you understand?" She asked me. I did not understand why she was speaking that way. She sounded as if she believed her life was coming to an end.

“He’s the vampire.” I almost stopped walking. “A what?” “Vampire,” she whispered. “They say he drinks blood. They give him blood bags, but last semester, someone annoyed him. He drank from her neck. Right there in class. She survived… but her memory didn’t.” “What does that mean?” “She doesn’t remember anything. Not even her own name.” My legs felt weak. “Next is Alec. He’s a shifter. Playful, wild, very good-looking. But don’t be fooled. One wrong word, and he’ll turn into a black wolf and break your bones.”

‘Once we’re safe, you’re going to tell me yours and Mateo’s entire history. ‘Sure,’ is Anika’s only response. ‘But first we need to get out of this.’ ‘Right.’ "Oh, Anika, you naughty girl," Armia says, drawing my attention back to her. "You tricked my brother into thinking you died, only to go into hiding." Shit, she could feel Anika? Just how powerful was this bitch? ‘She was the strongest necromancer of our time,’ Anika explains. ‘Her powers outdid those of even the elders.’

"But it's enough to counteract the curse's effects for two hours. Not a permanent solution, but a promising start." Without delay, we stepped out of the room and walked down the corridor toward the alchemist's building. The gray stone building towered at the eastern end of the palace, with tall windows covered in thick glass. Inside, the scent of sulfur and herbs mingled together. We were greeted by two alchemists specializing in antidotes and poisons: Alchemist Quenlin and his assistant, Alchemist Elvar. The brown-haired man in the tattered robe handed a scroll of reports to Alpha Aric.

Andrew said calmly, "Since when were titles and power reserved for noble blood? In the past, sure, the Divine Alchemists ruled everything. However, alchemy is the lifeline of every martial artist in the world, and though I'm just a ninth-grade supreme alchemist, I believe I can challenge them." He met her silence through the veil, a silence that stretched much longer than before. After what felt like ages, Elaine finally spoke, her voice sounding uncertain. "Did you just say… you're already a ninth-grade supreme alchemist?"

"Congratulations, young miss. If we are able to find that thing this time around, it will definitely be a great blessing for our Alchemist Mansion!" "With young miss's tactics, she will definitely be able to raise her strength by quite a bit. She will definitely be able to suppress the Alchemist Alliance during the competition!" Behind the woman, a skinny old man said with joy. Although the other party looked withered and skinny, the fluctuation of his aura was absolutely strong, comparable to that of Powerhouses of the Alchemy.