Timebomb Arcane Novels & Stories

I just don’t know why my parents forbid me from using it but it appears to me that it will just cause me danger so I have no reasons in using so. “Happy Birthday Crystal!” A familiar voice coming from behind me really surprised me. The voice came from Kirk Robinson, my friend at Pyronia Island where we once lived. “Thanks for coming! Who are you with? I thought you’ll not be able to come but you did! You really are amazing.” Kirk gave me a slight hug before handing me his present. He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds.

A wizard that can par to Marvellion Ancienterre. Here he is, been mocked by this insolent kid. A disrespectful brat. He will show this kid that he shall be feared. A black solid ball wrapped by a very prominent intensifying lightning formed on his right palm. This is the full force of his magic; supreme ultimate sacred magic: Enoxial bemothe.

He then pointed at the box and said, "The Arcane Manuscript can only be understood by a Cole family member. Those people took eight pages of it, but I believe they couldn't understand the content written on the pages." Liam glanced through the content, but he did not understand either. However, he did not have the time to look into it at that moment. He just kept the wooden box in his arms. Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "Timothy, there's something else I want to ask you." Timothy nodded and said, "Go on. I'll tell you everything as long as I know it." "Prince Faber also told me that the general level was not the peak. For some people, the general level was just a beginner level

"I call upon the spirits of old, ancient magic, lend us your strength." The cavern quivered, a hushed stillness descending upon the battle. An ethereal presence filled the air as the combined power of Luna, Elias, and Amelia surged through the moonstone. The energy coalesced into a blinding beam, aimed directly at Alaric.

Thousands of cultivators were crushed by the immediate repel of might that ensued. "You take that snake in the sky, Alric. Please take care of that titan, my love." Tobias instructed. In his hands was his artifact of choice. An ancient guitar. "And the sect?" Chayene responded. "They will have to fend for themselves. Those three are also half-step immortals in power. A single misstep would be fatal." Tobias muttered. They can't divide their attention especially when their foes are these desperate in their means. He scanned the cultivators before him and saw no fear for their eventual death.

“But we sealed the only crypt in Bellford.” Dr. Harcourt smiled thinly. “The Ember Circle was never confined to one locale. These cells awaited the one who could rekindle the true flame and it seems they think it is you.” He handed them a small metal talisman stamped with the entwined sun and moon symbol. “Bear this. It may grant passage or draw unwanted attention.” Alexander studied the talisman. “If they mean to bind us to their old oaths” “—we refuse,” Isabelle finished, voice steady. “But we cannot ignore this.” She folded the fragments carefully. “Prepare for a journey. We depart at dawn.”

I don't trust Lyra, and I don't think I ever will, but trying to refrain myself from wanting her so badly is an urge I can't fight against. "It's the curse, isn't it?" Damien asked. My fist clenched, knowing that he was right. I hated the part where he knew everything. Clause and Axle aren't aware of the curse that Lyra acted up a few weeks ago. The Curse of the Unbridled Alpha, an ancient affliction that strikes the most powerful pack leaders, renders them helpless against their primal instincts, driving them to surrender to their basest desires and act on impulse. Their control over their actions is fragile as the moon's phases dictate their fate.

They would all die if the shockwave reached them. Kael takes Aria's hand and the mate bond ignites like a supernova and their combined power explodes outward in a shockwave of gold and silver that obliterates Morgana completely but the explosion is also destroying the arena with thousands of spectators inside.

Her quiver seemed bottomless, each arrow imbued with the power of ancient enchantments, piercing through the enemy's defenses. Kael, a master of the arcane, wove spells that defied comprehension. His incantations resonated with the primal forces of magic, overwhelming the enemy with a dazzling display of arcane might.

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!