The Arcana Muriel Novels & Stories

Elders are murmuring loudly, Derek and Asher look at her with confusion written all over their faces while Liana looks like she’s going to be sick. “Thea.” Ares whispers in shock. “Child, what does that mean?” Muriel thunders. I’ve found that Muriel has more bark than bite, always raising his voice to try to intimidate those he sees as beneath him. Dorothea doesn’t even flinch at his tone. “It means exactly what you think, Sir. I am the new oracle.” She replies calmly. “Dorothea! What are you saying?” Ares asks, grabbing her shoulder and shaking her lightly. “Watch the words that come out of your daughter’s mouth, General!” An elder screams.

I want to be the first person you see when that happens. Me : Why? Reece : I'm your mate. It'll be great feeling your wolf for the first time. I want to experience it with you. Me : That's not a good idea. Reece : Oh but it is, little wolf. Come on, say yes. Me : No Reece : You're hurting me Morgana. Me : I have a boyfriend. Reece : I don't acknowledge that fact. Talk about being stubborn. I'm going to get my wolf senses for the first time and I don't think it's a good idea to be around him when that happens.

“I’m choosing not to follow it.” I looked at the letter. At her. She smiled — and it was nothing like Vivian’s smile, nothing managed or precise or deployed toward a purpose. Just a woman, silver-haired and enormous with power, standing at a border at midnight having made a decision. “Hello, Aria,” she said. “My name is Morgana. I’m Vivian’s older sister.” The smile stayed. “And I’m here to help you.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I've got a bad feeling about that boss after all. ***************** Kirou's bad feeling was confirmed when both elf women entered the cloud. Inside, they saw two murlocs. One was strapped to a table with its chest open and a large gem hovering over the open wound. As for the other, that was Murloc Archmage Anderson standing over the table chanting an incantation. Both women took the chance to look at the stats of the boss monster in front of them but what they saw frightened them. Monster: Murloc Archmage Anderson (Boss)

🌷 M O N G R E L 🌷 "You can't control how other people receive your energy. Anything you do or say gets filtered through the lens of whatever personal shit they are going through at the moment. Which is not about you. Just keep doing your thing with as much integrity and love as possible." .•●•. ⚘THE MERLIN EMPIRE ⚘ After the night of Ceremony, Arianna moved out of the castle. She explained what had happened to her in the parallel realm, how she met Demetrius' father, Clitus and Alison. And how she discovered that her unborn babies were in danger.

If Mara could snap that bond, she would shatter the queen’s position, leaving her no choice but to step down from command. Mara shut her eyes for a beat, digging deep, pulling the magic thrumming beneath her skin. It was a quiet power, old and terrible, yet it answered her summons. Her fingers danced above the surface of the Arkana, whispering verses of arcana that - more than just a collection of words - were strings that connected her to the pulse of the earth itself. The air buzzed around her as her shape began to tessellate, her skin stretching and twisting into otherworldly forms, the sides of her body warping and shifting like shifting glass.

Alpha Dante's Point Of View: As I stepped out of the bathroom, my gaze fell upon Aurelia, who was engrossed in examining the photographs adorning the walls of my room. A sense of pride swelled within me as I approached her from behind, gently wrapping my arm around her waist. Leaning in closer, I whispered into her delicate ear, my voice filled with confidence, "You know, Aurelia, I happen to be quite the artist myself."

I am very sure he would take me away from these monsters, give me a better life and help me heal from this torturous thing called “mute” And fortunately, the mating ceremony was taking place in the Golden Arc Pack today. I would finally get my mate and leave this place. I couldn't wait. I quickly took my bath and flipped through my stack of worn out clothes. I picked the manageable one and smiled as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. “Olivia, you're going to find your mate today. Your life is about to change for the better, so smile for it will be over soon.” I mentally encouraged myself and exhaled.

And now, his presence was being felt again, his power resurfacing, his vengeance awakening. Finally, she contacted Marcus, a scholar of the arcane, a man who had dedicated his life to translating ancient languages and untangling the mysteries of forgotten civilizations. Marcus was Riana’s anchor to the past, her guide through the labyrinth of history and myth. He was a walking encyclopedia of arcane knowledge, his mind a vast repository of forgotten lore and esoteric wisdom. He could decipher ancient texts, interpret cryptic symbols, and unravel the secrets of long-lost cultures. Without Marcus, Riana would be adrift in a sea of ignorance, unable to navigate the treacherous currents of histo

“You’re rehearsal.” Aria joined him in the archives, her pendant glowing. “The ward stones are humming again,” she said. “Not in resistance. In recognition.” Lucien frowned. “Then the mimic has heard the scroll’s breath.” Aria placed her hand on the pedestal. “Then we seal the rhythm.”