The Arcana Muriel Novels & Stories

"The wolfless girl." "She's twenty but she still has not shifted." "How can she be the fated mate of an Alpha?" The happiness vanished completely from Alpha Victor's face. Luna Evelyn looked stunned. Kael's expression hardened. "What do you mean?" Selene crossed her arms. "I mean exactly what I said." She smiled cruelly. "Aria doesn't have a wolf." The crowd grew louder. I wanted to disappear. I hated this. I hated all of it. Kael turned toward me. His eyes searched my face. He was looking for answers. Unfortunately, there wasn't any. I lowered my gaze. The silence was my answer.

Meanwhile, Mariana, who already finished answering, was all quiet in her seat. Mariana felt a tinge in her chest. Confused if what she did was right. Then she happened to witness her own quill, and suddenly she was already grinning ear to ear. 'Arcanus is so cool!' Mariana thought, keeping herself from squealing as she examined the poor quill. ***

He lifted his fallen eyes at me. “We aren’t fighting, Ian. She’s angry with me because I sent Jennifer out to get me some herbs for the Gamma who was not feeling well. Because Jennifer found her mate and didn’t return that day, she became furious with me, threatening to end our relationship if she didn’t see her. Now that she has seen her, she still doesn’t want to forgive me. You know how Muriel is, right?” Lucian whined. “I hate to say this but my instinct tells me she’s seeing another man,” Lucian added. My eyes shot to him instantly. If he finds out that Muriel is seeing a demon, what will happen? But if he learns about it, he can make sure the demon doesn’t manipulate Muriel anymore, ri

said Aislin. “Why did they kidnap you, Muriel?” I asked. Muriel smiled thinly at me. “It’s my unicorn horn, I’m afraid. It’s the key component in the Lycan ritual that Lothair is trying to perform.” My eyes widened as the puzzle pieces clicked together. “Oh.” Wouldn’t that mean they’d have to… kill Muriel? Fear bolted across my face. “Catrina talked about having connections in dragon clans,” said Gavin. “It’s still possible to mark another shifter without them being your fated mate, if Catrina were to become Lycan.”

Lila sat frozen on the couch, her hands clutched tightly together. Finally, Adrian ended the call and lowered the phone, exhaling heavily. His gaze swept over all of us before settling on Morgana. “That was Julian from the Arcane Network,” he said, his tone steady but laced with urgency. “They’ve found Lennon.” The room erupted into a cacophony of gasps and murmurs. Lila’s hand flew to her mouth, tears springing to her eyes, while Morgana visibly trembled, her hands gripping the armrest of the couch.

“Sounds awful.” “It was effective,” he said simply. Nyra nodded. “Classic soul-mirroring technique. Rooted in the same logic as the Confession Basin near Aemrys. Structural Arcana: Reflection and Reversal, Volume 1, page 93.” Thalia leaned toward me. “Does she ever not have a reference?” “I’m starting to suspect no,” I whispered. “I heard that,” Nyra said calmly, turning the page. Despite myself, I smiled. The silence that followed wasn’t awkward.

Muriel said, looking attentively to what was about to transpire. "All of you might be afraid of him but I am not!" Sir Bernard shouted, tips of saliva jumping out of his mouth. For a reason unknown, Amethyst began feeling small. Her hands clenched into a fist, her system was growing frigid at a thought that was barking inside of her head. "Something has to be done! I have to unleash it!" She groaned silently as her eyes brightened up with rage. There was an intense tightening in her chest, her hands were shuddering. She began gasping for breath, her mouth going hard.

Aila Coraline "For goodness’ sake, hit the target, Coraline!" Anastasia shouted in frustration after I missed the target for the fifth time. I couldn’t focus. My mind kept drifting back to the strange dream I had last night. It felt too real, like I had truly died and been brought back to life, resurrected somehow. It left me unsettled. "Sorry, okay? I just don’t feel well," I mumbled in defense. She rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Excuses! The competition is in a week, and you’re still shooting like a decaying archer!"

Two fluffy silver fox ears sprouted atop his head like mischievous antennae of divine gossip. “Oh no no no—!” he gasped, quickly slapping a leaf on his head with practiced panic. The leaf shimmered once, and the ears vanished. He looked around, cheeks puffed in embarrassment. Good. No witnesses. Not even that creepy vending machine ghost. Yin coughed, smoothing down his hair with faux dignity. “Anyway, yes. She’s definitely the one. Nexus’s whole ‘the land shall choose the spirit-bearing flame born in rust’ nonsense? Yeah. Selena literally works in Vermillion Cyberspace. Couldn’t get more prophetic if it slapped us.”