The Silly Alchemist Novels & Stories

Alpha Rolf says politely. Alaric falls silent for a moment before setting his utensils down on the plate without a sound. “It takes years to reach my standards, Alpha. No offense,” Alaric says politely. “But determination alone is enough. We could march to attack today if we wanted to.” “Do you want me to start brewing corpse preservation formulas on a massive scale?” Dorian suddenly cuts in. Alaric turns toward him with an irritated expression. “Just eat and shut your mouth, Alchemist. Or better yet, go outside and collect your own moss.”

Jake stood, scratching the earth lightly with her paws, and overlooked the scenic picturesque, and there was serenity in her gaze. Alvaro’s face lightened in a wry smile. ‘Well, well. This just seems to get better and sweeter. And how it appeals to me that we all are in this grand game. I shall fight,’ he turned and began to walk away heatedly ‘but not today His body receded into a life-gargoyle as he laughed an unearthly laugh. His serrated wings were beating loudly and a shrill pitch rose from the disgusting thing. He looked up to the moon and gradually flapped away from the earth.

Celestine massaged her temples, "You sneaky fox! Fuck!" "You should have just killed them! You don't have to give them any mercy. I don't think getting beaten up will make them realize themselves! Crazy humans! They're the ones cheating on you, you're the one getting blasted and oh God! The career you've worked so hard for," Celestine grumbled. "Who advised me to be nicer to him?" said Lilyana casually. "Hey! Who would have guessed that your assistant who always puts on an innocent face was flirting with your lover! Oh no! They're both such assholes! Damn it!" Celestine grumbled again.

I rubbed my eyes, my vision blurred from sleep or exhaustion, I couldn’t tell which. Maybe I was drunk. That had to be it. I couldn’t think straight. Everything felt disjointed, like my mind was playing tricks on me. I sat up and started to talk to myself, trying to make sense of it all. "I’ll be done with college soon," I murmured. "Then I’ll go back to the company. Take over like I’m supposed to."

All we can do is wait for my grandfather to remember his spell. "Is there a way we can help you remember the spell grandfather" I offer politely. I am desperate to get rid of the Ornan ghost from our life. The bits and pieces I saw in his interaction with Althea, my past self is frightening. I was scared for Althea before I found out that she is me in the past. After I found out that we are the same and his obsessive behavior when he possessed Amber is outright frightening. "I have books back in my house. They have all the ancient spells. If we start our search from there, we might find something useful" lord Agamanan suggested.

"Do you think I'm that stupid?" "Alpha." Julie's initial enthusiasm faded when she saw the sharp look in Oscar's eyes. His tired face turned serious, causing Julie to hold her breath. Oscar did not slam the chair or bang the table, but his expression conveyed a warning. "Era is a werewolf. We will all prove it during the Sacred Ceremony, and even without that, I can sense it. I am the Alpha, Julie Davis, and she is my chosen mate." Philo just sighed as he saw Julie's face go pale. One of Oscar's habits, besides expressing emotions through actions, was to call people by their full names.

“A rare one, you have heard about Astilr's ring?” “Yes.” “I'm planning to make a stronger one.” “Is that possible?” “I've made two lesser ones.” “It is possible. I know what you need.” “That was easy.” “Search in the back.” The alchemist went in the back. The shelves were full of every known alchemical ingredient. He stopped, lifted on of the jars that had a creature inside. The creature was mix between a bat and reptile.

She had never refined a pill with three veins, which meant that she had lost this time. "What's going on? As a Level Five Alchemist, how can I lose to a newcomer?" Due to her emotional fluctuations, she had forgotten that the greatest taboo for Alchemists was to be absent-minded. When she returned to her senses, she found that a medicinal material hadn't been placed in by her at the preset time. It was late by half a breath's time. The reason why it was so difficult to become Alchemists was that they had to follow the prescribed steps when refining. They could not be late or early. If they made a slight mistake, the result would range from failing to refine pills to the explosion of the furn

And why is she crying like a baby. "Uhmm....alpha." I heard Alexis call from the door where everyone was standing, giving Eva the same weird look I was. "What?" I replied. She seemed nervous and was sweating like a pig. "I...uhmm....I think....uh..." She stuttered. "You think what Alexis? Speak!" I ordered making her shift in her place, nervousness rolling off of her in waves. "I think Eva drank the age reducing potion." She stated flatly. My eyes widened at her. "What?!" I yelled.

The back entrance to the Academy was a small wooden door hidden by thick ivy. Normally, it was a quiet place where students went to hide and read. Now, it was a battlefield. Silas stood in the center of the path. He looked like a nightmare. His skin was the color of ash, and his eyes were like two holes of endless black. He didn't breathe like a normal man. Every time he exhaled, a thin trail of black smoke left his lips. “The King was very generous,” Silas said. His voice sounded like grinding stones. “He told me that if I caught you, I could have a taste of your light before I delivered you to him.”