The Archmage's Restaurant Novel Novels & Stories

I made up my mind that I would report this to Lord Gregory and immediately put a stop to it. Zander also reminded us that we needed to review our plan to steal the book once again. I was supposed to pick a good day when I could ensure that Lord Gregory was distracted, probably during a very important meeting, then someone would sneak in and steal one of the books of Hestia from the Archive where they kept all the magical items. There was also the problem of security, not physical security because we could easily handle that, but magical security was the problem. Each of the items in the archive was magically protected by charms or spells that would attack anyone who touched it that was not f

These three Archmages must leave my domain as soon as possible, even if I have to kill them. As soon as we arrive downstairs, people turn their heads and start bowing, everyone can feel the change in my aura and how much stronger I am. I know where the heads of the house are. After all, everyone has gathered to await my arrival, along with my mate. As soon as I entered the meeting hall, I could see several heads of houses, Ishtar and the three Archmages there. "Hail to the Emperor." "Hail to the King." These two greetings flowed from the mouths of all my subjects and even Ishtar, but the Archmages remained quiet. I walked over to where there were two smaller thrones positioned, after all, th

After Archer and Aria returned home, while Aria was showering, Archer received a call from home—it was Grace calling. "Archer, come to Grandview tomorrow," Grace said. "Tomorrow?" Archer remained calm. "Yes, I was playing cards today and heard that Grandview recently hired a three-Michelin-star chef who's developed many new dishes. You haven't been home in a while, so let's get together tomorrow and try the new cuisine at Grandview ." Grace held the phone, nervously waiting for Archer's response. This son of hers was too sharp—she was afraid he'd detect something amiss.

The dining hall reminded me of the cathedral where I had my magic awakened—except here, long wooden tables stretched across the space, their surfaces scarred from years of use but enchanted to remain unbroken. Enchanted chandeliers floated high above, their crystal orbs casting a warm, golden glow. Even the Sky Border’s dining hall didn’t disappoint.

Total betrayal of the chaos my insides were experiencing. And him? Alaric, the problem himself, was seated directly across from me. One leg casually draped over the other like he wasn’t the reason my soul was currently doing cartwheels. A linen-covered table separated us. White. Pristine. Except it was now littered with… Divine. Beautiful. Criminally romantic food. Why did Chef Annabelle go full fairytale fantasy on this meal?

Empire shifted tectonically under Kenji's chessboard; my pieces no longer pawns. Evening found him in lounge depths, scotch amber glowing city-veined glass, obsidian gaze lifting as stilettos clicked approach. No words—just stare loaded double-meanings, dragon pulse leaping throat under my dissection. Vengeance sealed blood ties, stalking forged new chains. Tension simmered, no boil, slow burn, atmospheric lethal—his to ruin, mine to claim.

the Architect sneered, pointing up. The clouds glowed red, and giant words rolled across the sky, as if a huge invisible hand was typing: > “JULIAN AND MAYA ESCAPED. BUT THE COST IS HIGH. THE AUTHOR IS GONE. THE BOARD HAS NO LEADER. THE VILLAINS FROM OTHER BOOKS ARE NOW FREE.” Maya stared up, terrified. “Other books? What does that mean?” “It means,” the Architect said, smiling cruelly, “I’m not the only one hunting you. The Board kept a hundred books on their computer. Scary stories, war stories, stories of monsters that eat stars. Now, the walls between the books are gone.”

’ Jasmine thought to herself. In meantime Margaret was carrying dirty leftover food bowl and walking in direction of an abandon underground chamber that was guarded by four heavily armed guards, those guards seemed to know Margaret because they quickly opened door of chamber as soon as they saw her walking towards them and allowed her walk down on spiral stone stairs that leading all the way down in dark pit which was dimly lilted with only oil lamp at quite a few distance, Margaret carefully yet knowingly waked down till underground surface and headed in some unknown direction, after walking for quite few minute she at last halted in front of a dark prison where only source of light was com

Novices and Fire Mages sat around eight large tables in the dining hall. All kinds of meats seasoned with garlic, rosemary, mustard seeds and other spices had been prepared by the mages and novices in charge of the kitchen. Sauces, mashed potatoes, green beans and mushrooms cooked in butter were placed on big, round plates next to the meat. Decanters and pitches with wine and other beverages were within arm’s reach. Rhobart, Ayla, and Milton sat at the same table as the Arch-Mage, the twins were yet to arrive. Kerra was lying at Rhobart’s feet, chewing a bone.

Evelyn held her hair and thought for a moment before finally speaking, "I would like to go to the library in the palace. baymont, can I go in?" Evelyn was naturally obliged. It was said that the human Archmage who had come to the Old Realm so long ago had left behind many writings here, but no one knew how he had left the Old Realm - all the accounts said was that the Archmage was the only one who had managed to enter and leave the Old Realm again - so Evelyn thought that maybe the writings the Archmage had written would contain clues to leaving this place. With that in mind, Evelyn entered the palace's library and looked up all of the human mage's writings.