The Alchemist Novel Review Novels & Stories

He knew the chemicals could only react when they were cast by an alchemist who had consumed a mutagen that caused them to tap into the manna fields, so he could stomp on them as much as he wanted because he knew they were nonreactive and couldn't harm him. “Don't listen to them Gale, defeat them!” Nelanian screamed angrily. The alchemist said, "Shut up, you little rodent," tightening his grip on the boy's neck, making him squeal. “Stop! I told you not to injure him!” Rhaizen Gale spoke up, taking little steps and a blind eye as he approached them. “If you get any closer, the boy will stop screaming. The alchemist exclaimed, "I'm going to cut out his tongue!" Rhaizen Gale eventually came to a

“You’re right about that, at least. I did demand a gift. But it’s not as interesting as the medallion.” She sniffs. “Well, I knew that already. Let me guess,” she pauses, pretending to think hard, “it is another book.” I nod, a chuckle escaping me. “You’re absolutely correct.” Nyra smiles. “And it is absolutely boring.” I exhale. “It’s a first copy of the work written by the first Four Great Scholars of the Conclave. They explain the origin and evolution of alchemy. It’s quite interesting if you—” I cut myself off when I realise she’s, in fact, not interested. “You’re right. It’s boring,” I confess with a shrug.

This is long, I presume. Besides me, I could feel someone drawing nearer. I could hear Alpha Knight shuffle quietly as he laid down several books. I was almost frustrated and at the same time confused. I struggled to figure out if it was for him since those weren't the type of books he'd usually read. Much to my surprise, I was correct. "Amethyst, these are books that I recommend you to read. That...that is simply a tale. It does not contain relevant and accurate facts and data like what you are looking for,"

I assured her. "It's been seven years. Two thousand five hundred and twenty days, approximately. That's a whole lot of time" She muttered. "You must be really smart to have all that figure in your head. You lost me at two thousand" I mumbled but Alisa seemed to have heard me cause she chuckled. "So, what novel are you reading, princess? I hope you're not a romance freak" I tried to change the subject. She chuckled. "I wouldn't call it romance. The characters lack the drive and the very essence of the book is negligible. The writer seemed to have made sex the only purpose of the characters and even at that, the scenes are very disappointing. I wouldn't even call it erotica".

Once the stool was in place, Alethea reached for the novel Sebastian had given her earlier and began reading. "What's the title?" Sebastian asked as he adjusted his blanket and pillow. "Bared to You," Alethea read aloud from the cover. Nothing about it seemed unusual. And judging by the New York Times label at the top, she guessed it was a bestselling novel. Sebastian frowned slightly. "Read the blurb," he commanded. Obediently, Alethea flipped the book over and started reading. "I am an imperfect woman with a wounded past, yet he can open me up so easily..."

The girl laughed again when remembering those ridiculous things. Lizzy really thought that the events that happened to her were too coincidental with the cutesy stories she had written and so she wanted to laugh. The fantasy romance that made her name and sold thousands of copies. High fantasy that led to her success as a young writer. "Have you read my novel all the way through?" she asked again, leaving Alaric even more confused. Alaric thought all the babbling was a Datura effect. "I haven't read any books," Alaric replied flatly.

" Deborah inhaled sharply, nearly choking on her own breath. If not for Felix's upright demeanor, she would've slapped him on the spot. What kind of nonsense was this? Cultivating basic pills in just three months? If Martial City's number-one alchemist, Bern, heard this, he'd probably crush Felix with a single slap. Bern, hailed as a prodigious alchemist, had taken two whole years to achieve the same feat, yet Felix had done it in just three months? Only those who practiced alchemy could understand the sheer absurdity of this claim. Ordinary martial artists wouldn't even comprehend the significance of Felix's accomplishment. Even Nala knew when Felix first acquired a pill cauldron. Within tw

"Cassandra is the name of my mama," Alexandra spoke stunned."Oh, poor fellow," Althea clicked her tongue in pity.She, of course, was a clever one. She knew meeting Azazel alone would be dangerous for her.And now if this human girl can do something to finish off the devil...why not play from behind?Thinking of this, she couldn't help but grow a smirk on her evil face."What do you say?" asked Alexandra shaking the bad witch lightly."Uh-huh. What? Can't a person daydream in peace?" Althea asked annoyed."This not the right place to daydream, I guess," Alexandra twitched her lips unaware."Okay. What?" asked Althea and she answered, "All I am saying is to take this book with us.""I don't think so,

It’s heavy, like the Goddess is lowering a thick, weighted blanket over my room as the sun sets, and I drift on a current of starlight, snug and settled between realms. “Her fingers are stiff,” Posey says, her voice pulling me back into the present, but the room is a wash of bright sunlight, and a cool, late winter breeze lifts the thick curtains I can only see because they’re the darkest items in the room. Everything else is hazy–blurred beyond belief. I’m not sure my eyes are even open. Posey bends and flexes my fingers, her powers warming my skin like she can feel my–what’s it called? Resonance–right. That’s what alchemists call magic like mine. I wonder if she realizes I have literal sta

As they pushed the door open, the sweet scent of incense wafted towards them. Inside, the house was dimly lit by candles, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Strange, metallic instruments littered the room, along with vials of bubbling potions and strange, mystical objects. The alchemist himself sat at a large wooden table in the center of the room, surrounded by books and scrolls. "Welcome," he said, his voice gravelly and deep. "What brings you to my humble abode?" Nathan stepped forward, his sword still held tightly in his hand. "We seek your knowledge," he said firmly. "We need your help to defeat a great evil."