Thieram Arcane Novels & Stories

"I'll be fine. Take care of Mrs. Sykes for me." Saracenia nodded and performed a spell incantation once Tirana was on top of the magic circle. Tirana felt tingly feeling from the arcane energy around her and she closed her eyes. Bright lights washed over her, so much that Tirana could tell beyond her closed eyelids and only see red.

It was just one night that I submitted to her seduction. Oh my God, that pussy was so sweet, as a fucking nectar, I just couldn't resist. And now what? I am cursed to be a beast for eternity. People are dying because I was too weak to resist dipping my bloody wick in the illegitimate daughter of Noosha and Arcanus. Arcanus is more or less harmless. He is a warlock king from the Thessalian tribe of Lapiths in Larissa.

Elora wandered without direction, letting instinct guide her, until the path curved toward a smaller, half-forgotten chamber tucked away from the main sanctum. The door stood ajar. Warm amber light spilled across the threshold, and beyond it, she could hear the faint scrape of wood against stone and the low murmur of a familiar voice. Elora hesitated only a moment before stepping inside. High Seer Alaric stood at the center of the room, bent over a broad table crafted from deep, polished wood, its surface etched with curling runes and reliefs of ancient Narsatie tales—spiral ferns, stone seeds, the first binding of life and decay. Spread before him were brittle scrolls, fragments of carved t

Alexis got injured and Diana was at his lover's side where he had only a half chance of survival. " Dave, can you hear me?" Aries called Dave's attention. Dave just growled inside Sachajir's body. They can't see Damon but they can feel his strong energy. " In order to heal Thamer, I learned from the prophecy I read from the Underworld in my master's library that you are the key to unleash Thamer's hidden demonic power!" He said. They had no time while Damon just playing with them. " Watch out!" Aries screamed when he felt the presence of Damon coming their way. Damon appeared behind them and Sachajir didn't managed to avoid his second attack.

GAHAHAHA! ‘’That’s so smart master!’’ ‘’of course. I can’t be a tribe leader if I’m not smart’’ What’s glorifying and cheering in enthusiastic voice behind him are the mantis tribe and wasp soldiers from the hybrid tribe. ---- ‘’Are you sure about this Niru? What are these arcs for?’’ ‘’These arcs… Pallor Mortis, the upper arc, Arku Aspatia, the arc below Miragin, and the third arc located at the shoulder of this mountain, The hand of sundial. These arcs are actually portals.’’

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

I say in annoyance but I felt a tug on my heart when I did it. "Security!" He yelled in anger. I could almost see the steam coming out of his ears. "Don't bother, I'm leaving" with that I was off. Foolish Gallery!

“They call themselves The Hollow Fang. They believe the Moon Goddess’s return will destroy the old order. They’ve infiltrated every kingdom.” Kael tensed. “Even ours?” Theron nodded. “Especially yours.” He reached into his bag—slowly, carefully—and pulled out a crystal orb. It pulsed with faint silver light. “This is all I have. Names. Symbols. Locations. But it’s encrypted.” Aria took it. “I’ll decode it.” Theron looked up at her. “I never wanted to hurt you. I tried to sabotage their plans. Warned the guards. Delayed the tunnel’s completion. But I couldn’t stop it.”

Thinking that Seb would rather not be disturbed again, he decided to open it himself. "A triple lock spell..." he said, his eyes closed, sensing the tendrils of magic or mana like a silky thread of a spider's web. "...with a fail-safe to alarm the caster..." Carefully, with eyes still shut, he raised a hand to touch one tendril at a time. Thaum is the universal measure used for magic. It appears as tendrils that are visible only to a trained magus’ eyes. Dorin choose one thaum or thread unit of mana from hundreds of tendrils, he then pulled it aside and swiped a finger to cut it.

"I am a Necromancer, a Summoner to be exact. And so are you." Hunter gave me a look of disbelief. "I don't have powers. Not like what you just did." "You do. We Reinhardts are different, our powers have to be activated. I only received my Talent, as we call it, about a year ago - actually, a few months less than that." He stared off out the kitchen window for a long moment. "And the others? Are they like you?" "Avery is Necromancer," I replied, and finished my soda. I tossed the can into the recycling bin. "She's Head of the Manser family. The Mansers are known for their Talent in Vision, seeing the past, present, and future, even."