Vander Arcane Novels & Stories

"Does this fool know that I have no limit to finances?" He turned his head and stared at Damont who felt a cold hand squeeze his heart. He trembled slightly and couldn't stare him down so he lowered his eyes. Frost made a 70 million bid and Damont again raised it to 80 million. He was determined to gift Vinca the vase she had desired to get. His small mind was overworking. Vinca had lost her memory so she didn't remember him. Moreover, the kidnapping incident involving him and what followed after was completely wiped off her memory.

Danial shook his head and said," I don't much about the arcane array all I know is that it doesn't let individuals with cultivation exceeding Mortal Level or in your case Foundation Level. On top of that, I was informed today that there were cultivators who tried to enter into the periphery of the ancient ruin through the arcane array but not only they were unsuccessful they were severely hurt." Maria was the one who told him the news while training. Balthazar, with an intense look, interjected, "You mentioned an arcane array, how big is this arcane array?" Danial shook his head, his uncertainty evident. "I don't know much about the arcane array. All I know is that it doesn't let individuals

Lycidas stepped forward, his hands glowing with arcane power. “Let’s see how you handle this!” Lycidas shouted, creating a portal that swallowed the arbiter momentarily, disorienting him before spitting him back out.

“Half. We're half brothers and Jaxon doesn't exactly talk about every aspect of his life. Especially the part that has to do with me.” “Why?” “Because I betrayed him.” Kallista stared at him, her curiosity piqued, but before she could press further, a figure stepped into the garden. “I didn't expect to see you here, Zander.” As they both turned to the figure, Zander’s sad expression was tucked in and the cocky smirk she had seen earlier came back to the surface. “I expected to see you though. Here for some damage control Nessa?” Vanessa Hawthorne. Former runway model and once married to a popular pop star, now chief communications and brand officer of the Hawthorne group and divorced.

- a hoarse voice says behind me. When I turned around, I saw a huge gray and black wolf that seemed to glow. His eyes were stark white as if he were blind, but he looked me in the eye intently. - Who are you? Where am I? - I asked him. - I have many names, but you can call me Vánagandr. Before the Moon Goddess created the Werewolves, she created the Lycons, and before the Lycans there were only wolves. I am the father of all wolves. As for why you're here, you are between life and death in the great garden that will take you back to life or to the realm of the dead.

Made of seven interlocking rings of magic. It didn’t just mark an attack. It marked a summoning. And the name scrawled in blood-red ink beneath it made my breath freeze in my lungs. Velarion. He wasn't just a warlock. He was an ancient. One of the Forgotten. Fuck. There were no no boundaries they wouldn't cross.

Annabella raised her brows "The only Thadeus I know is the CEO of CLASSIC FOUR WHEELS,the company where all the best cars comes from" Cindy winked and Annabella swallowed "Why are you asking tho?" Cindy questioned "I just want to know,I actually met a Thadeus this morning so I want to know if he's the one or not" Annabella said and Cindy's eyes widened "You met Thadeus Storm?!!" She screamed "Babe I said I am not sure If he's the one" Annabella said

My baby whimpered, and Dante shook his head at her “I am not here to hurt you, Aurora, if anything, I came here to help you out with a cause that we are all sharing” Alessandro walked inside the room, followed by Angelina, Elena, and Maria. Elena smiled at me, and ran to my side, sitting on the edge of the bed and despite how nervous I was, I smiled at her, nodding as she ran her finger over his hand, before I glared back at the woman “Eva D’Angelo is Nicolas’s mate, and the keeper of the Guardian’s Eye, in other words, the Compass of Secret’s best friend”

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.