Timebomb Arcane Novels & Stories

Kailin yelped simultaneously to find her holding Axell’s lifeless body. “I’ve heard so many stories about you. You’re known by many names, such as Gramien, Kazius, and Celekai, but in our time, you are Ambrose. A warlock gifted with Chronokinesis, who can control and manipulate time.” “Yes,” he confirmed to Zarah. Ambrose was Nirvana’s great-great-grandfather, but I bet my penny he was centuries old. “What happened?” Case asked. “Then why is she still not alive?”

"If she can… if she can channel it, focus it… it might shield us, could even… accelerate the birth safely!" Sama Arthur, eyes screwed shut in agony, reached instinctively for the glittering rift in the altar. Her fingertips touched the crude, primeval power of the Chronos Lode. A jolt, not of hurt, but of colossal energy, raced through her. The protective light around her intensified, not just defending, but thickening, pushing the darkness outside the archway back with overwhelming force. The whispers of the Architects recoiled, shrinking from the raw, untamed energy of life itself.

The noise of the two Gods fighting was deafening, lightning strikes and flames escaping the ground in defense, both of them had wings so that they could fight in the air; Zeus had angel wings, feathery and white, while Lucifer had the demon wings that resembled that of a bat, the continuous flapping of their wings created more noise as well. “Damien!” Kora brought my attention to her, “It’s almost time!” She shouted. “Almost time for what?” I hollered back, the wind picking up some more. “I need you to take Abby’s hands for a moment while I clear this part of the Garden of the souls, I can’t do it if I’m connected to her,” she explained and I didn’t question further, I took a hold of Abby’s

Archimedes chortled. “There’s still time. Why are you so worried?” Alba asked blankly. “Isn’t it obvious? Ask them! Which one of you dares to bid against me?” Alba ignored Archimedes. She looked at others and said, “Hammer of Thunder, a mid-level Soulbound Weapon, going for 500 billion Star Dollars. Is there no one willing to go higher? I’ll count to three. If there’s no one else, it’ll be sold for 500 billion.

“There was a quenching spell added that after an hour, the site would go cold. Less collateral damage that way, provides a more targeted attack. I dislike being responsible for the death of countless innocents so I build in safeguards.” “You created these bombs?” Distracted from Jules, August re-evaluated Connery. “Warlock?” “Alchemist,” Connery corrected. “I have no magic. What I do possess is a wealth of wisdom and an uncanny ability to mix arcane ingredients to potent effect.” “Interesting,” August was thoughtful as he nodded. “So, the Van Helsings base has been destroyed and our pack members escaped before the explosion. A happy outcome all around,” he lifted an eyebrow at Jules. “How di

It takes a few moments before he comes to the passage that he needs. The title of this chapter is called: “The Arcane Realm.” This chapter describes another dimension that is full of power that the creatures of Sky World call the Arcane. The passage goes on to note what this realm is, an untapped and unending source of power. With the power of curiosity, all creatures in the realm have been able to call upon this power, transferring their mana into a spell via a conduit. Troy turns the page that explains the transference spells and conduits. His pointer finger slides down the transference spells that mainly deal with movement such as transportation as well as contraptions that use arcane mag

Then, once the Talent was ready, he would shape it, warping it to work the spell. Liam opened his eyes. They were frosted over with Talent, showing nothing of his pupils or irises. Wisps of cold fog rose from his outstretched hands. "There," Liam said, his eyes clearing. "I've no idea if-" "It worked," Avery said, her head popping in the door frame. I stepped outside next to her. "How do you know?" She pointed to the top corner of the closest building, where a camera was mounted under a security flood light. It was smoking.

She gave him a small smile and asked, “What has become of your family?” “All of my family was killed when Beelzanborg used the dark dragons to the south to attack. Then, once they had the Heart of Magic, Beelzanborg turned their backs on their allies and forced them to hide in the mountains as well. The dragons left from my thunder took to the mountain to train and wait. I know the dark dragons can still fly, but they do not have the strength to venture this far north. I think, oce the Heart of Magic is back in my possession, the spell cast over the other dragons will also fade away. They will seek revenge on Beelzanborg. They will leave the human citizens to the south alone because they kno

held captive by the head that is why it keeps on struggling. I smile because I already know what to do. I pulled his white smoke and absorbed it. I want it to be inside of me, to be a part of me, to be my energy and I will use it against him. I heard him scream and he looked dizzy and weak because he lost another energy. I smiled at him and greeted him, “Hello, brother.” He looked at me and he smiled back like nothing was happening. I showed him his white smoke behind me and it is following my orders now. I point at him and automatically I owned his white smoke now. I Attacked him but he protected himself using my black smoke, which surprised me. He absorbs my black smoke too and now he is

Thankfully Master Lund’s instincts were sharp enough to divert the guards’ attention. Carson hurriedly explained, “Dark Occult Bishop has two Kodoku spells with him, the Vampiric Spell and the Puppet Spell. You had the Puppet Spell cast on you, but Tyr found the antidote.” “When did you come, Tyr?” Master Lund looked at Tyr in a daze. “Where did you find the antidote?” “That’s irrelevant now,” said Tyr. “You returning to consciousness means that the antidote works.” As he spoke, Tyr gave Carson the porcelain jar and added, “Take it, Uncle Yorke. Go ahead and remove the spells on all the southern heads.