The Alchemist Novel Novels & Stories

Our kisses provided the strong bond that we have for each other, I gave him my promise that I will stand by his side as his Luna Queen to love and support him in every decision he makes. “Thank you for being here my love, I love you so much with all my life.” I smiled hearing the familiar words that he always says during our lovemaking. “And I love you too, my Alpha King, always and forever.” ************* Thank you all for reading.... Please give me a chance to introduce my next book featuring the daughter of Alpha Zero in the title “My Love From The North” Soon to publish here in Good novel. Jengreyy

Stormbringer— An alchemist that transmutes stress to electricity. Avenger— An alchemist that transmutes pain to healing and strength. It can also be used to punish anyone who has caused them pain, cursing them. Scorchers— An alchemist that transmutes anger to flame. Optimist— An alchemist that transmutes joy to health, and luck. Reaper— A rare type of Alchemist that breathes/ absorbs life for healing, and strength. They can also use it to temporarily copy the power or skill of someone they had killed.

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

A faint memory, yet the hair-raising realization that started everything of what he is right now, came rushing back to his mind with the following words and memory. “Alchemy.” Alchemy. Bold big and mighty. Once the center of civilization in the past. The knowledge and teaching that is in between or might as well be both good and bad. But in this particular book and world, that knowledge and somewhat a forgotten branch of science respectfully belong as a whole to that one particular person. “The Human Transmutation Circle.” “Do you remember it now, JK?” The provoking words in a whispering way that Winona is deliberately doing and directly to JK’s ears. Pushing him a little further where the e

Could it be Alpha Gray attacked him, that's not possible the Alchemist is human and they can't meddle with humans that way they have coexisted, I brushed my hands across the shelves. It's so depressing when we die we leave nothing but memories behind, warm memories and people like him are rare. I reached my hands down to the drawer searching for the keys, but the feeling Of a thick hardcover book touched my fingers instead. It was the alchemist's book, his diary, I had basically taken it for granted. After thinking about it for a moment I realized it'll be as good a time to read it, even if I didn't read it far, I know it'll make him so proud I've decided to go through his hard work over the

He held a glass vial that glowed with a sickly green light. ​"The bond is complete," the figure said, his voice amplified by magic. "Excellent. Now, the blood will be even more potent." ​The Alchemist had arrived. The Alchemist didn't attack. He simply watched. "Who are you?" Rhea demanded, stepping out of the pool, her shift clinging to her body, her eyes burning gold. "I am the architect of your evolution, Rhea," the Alchemist replied. He threw the vial into the center of the Moon-Pool.

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."

She returned to her chair and began to read, her voice filling the cabin with the echoes of the past. “Long ago, in a land shrouded in mist and magic, there lived a brilliant alchemist named Elias Thorne. He was obsessed with the concept of duality, with the idea that every soul has a twin, a mirror image, a perfect complement. He believed that by harnessing the power of duality, he could unlock the secrets of the universe and achieve immortality.”

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