The Millennium Alchemist Novels & Stories

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'' I don't know but my father had it but unfortunately he has died so i can't ask him anything now '' replied Arthur . '' So why did you came here even though you are a human ?'' asked the man . '' My father researched alchemy and he wanted to find the elixir of life which can five eternal youth and live along with the philosophers stone '' Arthur replied . '' Alchemy ? but there's no one here who can use alchemy '' the man replied . ''' Then why was in the book written about alchemist and a legendary one ?'' Arthur asked . '' There was one alchemist who had achieved immortality in the past his name was Alexandrite ,but no one could learn alchemy after him and he had no successor also , th

They had a deal with the Alphas. "What is the deal?" I asked. "Ana's father, Dylan, is a psychic who can read anyone's past, and Caroline's father, Gordon, is well-versed in rare herbs and can cure rare illnesses. Alpha Xavier wants to learn the past and also cure their mother. Although Gordon and Dylan are wealthy and don't need money, they agreed to engage their daughters with the Alphas, knowing that the Blackmoon Alpha has a curse that makes it hard for them to find a mate," Daisy explained as she poured the coffee into the mugs and placed them on the small trays.

Strictly speaking, he was a divine metalsmith, but he was also highly skilled in alchemy, contributing greatly to the internal development of the Vana tribe. Mimir Alchemy Workshop was actually a combination of an alchemy lab and a craftsman’s workshop. Since this was one of his branch stores, the pay was certainly not low. I went to a salon to dye my hair silver-white and curl it, put on makeup, had a white feather tattoo applied to my face that would last for three months, and dressed in a set of ordinary craftsman’s clothes before going to apply for the job.

"As a favor for the kindness you showed me in the past, I am going to tell you exactly why we're here. Why we're doing this. I am going to reveal to you one of the best kept lies in our world. A shocking truth of which you are at the center of...Do it, Marcellah." Jade stated, nodding at the mage who's name I now knew to be Marcellah. The latter seemed to hesistate for a moment before releasing a small sigh as she raised her other hand and pointed it right at the mirror before us that seemed to shift under the assault of her magic to showcase not our reflections but a reel of events that shifted almost like a movie.

In fact, she had always heard about these drunk and drugged alphas who rape omegas, regardless of who they are. "Lost, sweetheart?" a tall alpha with blond hair and eyes with a reddish hue, probably altered by alcohol and illicit substances, says loudly. Liv widens her eyes in fear, quickly closing the window of her car, seeing the others with the man laugh. She can see some omegas, who do prostitution, and then remembers her best friend Mia. And she remembers that she has to tell her friend the whole turbulent story.

Who fears what we would achieve in Orlis. Though I had no idea who might have done that. It had to be an inside job. I paused, taking in deep breath before I continued. My name is Oman Mina. I used to serve the royal family of the Silver Blood Pack. I was a beta and one of the most trusted warrior of the pack. Whoever you are who found this pamphlet, you’ve found something rare indeed. And you’re about to learn about something you never knew existed, or maybe you knew.

Nyx says with a growl as I watch Lily step out helping me with the small box I had set my very few outfits. “We don’t plan on liking him girl, let’s say we’re tolerating him till we’re able to come up with something and find a way out of this mess” “Better” I stood outside, my small bag packed and ready for my new life with Alpha Sage Mickelson. “You better be on your best behavior, If you mess this up for me I’ll make sure you regret it” Uncle mumbled enough to my hearing with a fake smile plastered on his lips so as not to give Jason, Alpha Sage’s beta.

The night I was born, there was a full moon. The Luna of the Crescent Rise bundle was my mom, Claire. She is my father, the Alpha's amazing mate, a powerful and gorgeous warrior. My parents have chosen to try again for another child, but my mother has already blessed him and the pack with my sister Stella. Stella had the beauty that my mother possessed. Bright gold hair, blue eyes brighter than any other in the pack. She showed great interest in school and had good grades as well as on the training field. She was both beautiful and intelligent which are both traits revered in the werewolf community.

But this time, I did not pull from my mother's legacy or ancient bloodline magic. I pulled from suffering. From death. From every moment of pain and rejection and torture that should have broken me but instead forged me into something stronger. The pendant against my chest began to glow—not silver this time, but silver-blue-gold. Three colors intertwining. "Yes!" Drake breathed. "The triad. Alpha, Luna, Catalyst. We are the alchemy itself!" Power erupted from all three of us simultaneously. Our chains shattered. The suppression cuffs cracked and fell away. Energy poured from us in a massive shockwave that threw everyone in the chamber to the ground.