Wealth Rune Novels & Stories

I shrugged with a small on my face. “I don't think it's just about the colour. I believe there's more to find out about your wolf. We just need to wait,” Rowena told me. Riona was indeed special, given her colour, but I wasn't aware of what I should be expecting from her. “I almost forgot,” Rowena said, handing me a bottle of what seemed to me like strawberry juice. “This is strawberry juice, but it also contains drops of the Juliet Rose extraction,” she explained to me. Juliet Rose. The plant that provided each werewolf with extra strength and faster healing abilities.

Brenda said, her voice laced with excitement. She has an open book of runes on the table which is like an encyclopedia on runes. Well, the ones which are generally used by mages. "What is it?" "It seems one of the runes on his lower back is a kind of tracking rune" "Tracking? Are you sure?" "It's hard to tell what with all the runes being so close, but I'm 90% sure it is a tracking rune. Whomever you have taken under your wing Willow is a walking target. It wouldn't be long before the mercenaries catch up to you"

“The runes—you said they could contain dark magic, right?” Ron’s eyes widened. “Yes, but—” “Then use them!” Ron hesitated for only a second before moving. His fingers traced a pattern in the air, his voice murmuring an incantation that made the air pulse with energy. The runes glowed, forming a barrier of shimmering light between them and Magnus. The dark magic lashed against it, resisting, fighting. Magnus screamed—a sound that was equal parts rage and agony. “Hold him!” Ron shouted. “I need time!”

"Thank you. As I have said, I am your mother, Riley. I know what you're thinking. I should be dead, buried deep within the ground on pack lands with a fabulous headstone. Well, that is not the case. I was supposed to be dead. Yet here we are, alive and well. I was saved, Riley. I'm in my rightful position to serve and protect those who need protection. The Rogue King, Alpha Arthur, saved me. I am his Luna. What you didn't know was that I was born from an Alpha family. They found out I was a firstborn female and tossed me aside. I lived with my grandparents in the Silver Moon Pack. My parents wanted nothing to do with me. I grew up and met your father. That's why I was such a great warrior fo

I admitted. The twins were stronger than your usual wolf because they had the blood of two Alphas in their system. They also had royal blood which made them all the more powerful - Maxwell would become even more powerful than his mother when the time came and he would have abilities which could either be used for evil or for good. Bradley would harness his powers for evil. If he was returned to Ellie then he powers would be used for nothing other than good because she is a wonderful women while Bradley is full of hatred.

I try to reach Rune through the mind link, but I keep hitting a brick wall whenever I feel like I’m getting through to him. “I never betrayed Reyna; I would never betray her!” Rune says, and I watch as he lifts up. There’s blood dripping onto the ground from the wounds on his back, blood I feel like he could have prevented if he had his full strength back. Through the smell of burnt wood, I can pick up the scent of wolfsbane and know this is how he’s being restrained. Breathing out a sigh, I walk toward him with the intent of helping him, but instead, my body does something else entirely.

She was standing in front of her father, tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked at him writhing on the floor. His wings lying somewhere far, bloody and twitching. “Save…save me…save me…” But Serena remained silent. The moon shone brightly, brighter than any other day. She could hear the high tides, she could hear their impatience. The rune of Nauthiz (ᚾ) hovers and disappears. She doesn't know what to make of it. It’s the rune of need, urgency, but also conveys the acceptance of the unchangeable. Did that mean…?

I think she didn’t know the humor about me because she recklessly continues to run meeting my incoming move. Her eyes are oozing with excitement as she’s so proud to attack me. When I am in my calculated distance, I throw my sterling daggers straight to her forehead that shocked her up. The silver dagger being buried almost half of its size. As she was trying to get the dagger out of her system. The black rune changes into a clear crystal, as I saw how her forehead melts due to the wolf's bane mixture I experimented with. My dagger contains my H1N1 Wolfs Bane and Venom making the rune turns black. It will only activate as it quickly hits the body of the Werewolf. “Awooooo….Awooooooo” I curse

The faint, crimson light pulses rhythmically from the dark-steel bars, casting long, blood-red shadows across the floor of the heavy wooden chest. My breath seized in my throat as my analytical mind instantly calculates the range and speed of the magical signal. Standard dwarf-forged communication runes operate on a three-mile resonance radius, but dark-steel resonance is far stronger. Whoever activated this rune didn't just track the convoy—they know the precise moment the chests were opened, and they know we are sitting in the narrow basin of the Sanguine Pass.

“We’ll each have to confront one of the runes. Prove that we embody the quality it represents.” “Great,” Fatima said dryly. “Another life-or-death personality quiz. Just what I wanted.” The first rune glowed brighter, its light reflecting off the surrounding mirrors. It was the symbol for courage. “I’ll go first,” Jake said without hesitation. He stepped forward, his reflection merging with the light as the rune’s energy enveloped him. The rest of us watched anxiously as the air around him shimmered, and a new scene appeared in the mirror. It showed a younger version of Jake, standing in the middle of a battlefield. His clothes were torn, his face streaked with blood and dirt. Around him lay