Viktor Machine Herald Arcane Novels & Stories

Sweat glistened across his broad, scarred shoulders and the intricate dark tribal tattoos lining his ribs. Across the workshop, Maeve was running a high-speed diagnostic program on a salvaged cybernetic arm taken from one of Malakor’s fallen heralds. Holographic streams of green data and structural blueprints floated between them, projecting a life-sized model of Victor Vance’s heavily augmented skeletal frame.

Victor POV Wearing a black suit with a shorter length that elongated my body by revealing more of my legs displayed supremacy as I got in the carriage that was ridden by a white stallion. With me was my right hand and trusted friend, Aram and my best two warriors Zenith and Draco, the one with telekinetic power as the driver. As the stallion halted its pace in front of a dark wide and tall metal gate, Aram lowered his head while his hand slightly slid the closed wooden window. His keen eyes observed outside. After a while, he sat straight and stared at me.

Zane said beside me, I agree with his decision. He was powerful and was going to be crowned as the emperor while I was a normal magical physician. Rhyker was an often regarded and greatly praised god. Winter, time and jewels are crucial elements this divine being is associated with and most would regard him as modest and blunt. Often depicted as short, thin, immature and bright Rhyker was usually worshipped through pledges and oaths. There were a few types of places for those in pursuit of the aid of Rhyker, but natural sanctuaries and dedicated clothing pieces are a good way to start connecting.

Malcolm held his stare with mine, holding back the urge to make another snide comment to Drake. "They are made, yes, but they are of only one higher power and not of direct blood or lineaged from their creators. Athena is made from two higher powers and is only created when needed. She holds similarities to the book in that sense. Multiple sources of power created the Libro Vitae, and since it holds similar abilities to the Dacian, the oracles and the dragons. It doesn't deem it necessary to keep track of them, especially when Dacian and Oracles only occur when the previous passes. Most Dacian are mated to a wolf, so another can't be created. You have to be of pure blood and a true mate of a

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

I took his first, a crown made of silver metal, the whole base of which is silver with various triangular details five smaller red jewels, and a slightly larger central one, above this circle, there is another smaller one in black, with gold details, going up is the metallic part in silver, The red jewels are surrounded by a circular silver part, while between these details and the black part, there are small details in gold, vintage style, coming out of each red stone a black tip that splits into three at the end, almost like a cardinal's hat. I had this crown made with Victor in mind, with his power to create weapons, so many parts resemble the shine of a blade, but with small floral detai

A thud followed the action, signifying that Sin had run head-first into the door with the force of a battering ram. "There's a dagger in the right side pedestal. Take it," Victor ordered and there was something sexy about him taking charge like that. "I don't even know how to use a dagger," I whisper-yelled but I still went in search of it—it was easy to find considering it was the only thing in the draw. "Just swing and don't miss—" "Don't hurt my brother," Saint yelled, cutting off Victor. "He'll heal," Victor snapped, "and she won't if anything happens to her."

“What is it?” Viktor’s jaw tightened. “It’s time.” He handed her the scroll. Marcus’s message was short, direct: Daven approaches with his core guard. I’ll face him, but I need someone I trust at my side. Bring fire. Bring silence. —M Viktor moved to the armoire and began pulling out his weapons—blades, leather armor, a silver-threaded gauntlet Reva had enchanted for him. Reva remained still, the scroll in her hand.

“Yup. So did Karma.” “I mean,” he chuckled. “If anyone was going to get into some shady shit, it was Karma. If we’d had to place bets, I’d have said Karma ended up being an assassin.” “Not too far from the truth, she is my Sergeant at Arms as well as my second,” I laughed. “So how did the Valkyrie happen? How…just how are you where and who you are?” I smirked.

* Viglet : A small wand to extract Esze from the circuits in the body. * Vitr Bris : 'Wind Blast' in Elvian.