Alchemy Albedo Novels & Stories

"You incinerated them, Alina. I’ve never seen power like that." I wanted to believe him. I wanted to sink into that relief and let the "Hum" of the Archive finally go dormant. But as I looked toward Kael, who lay unconscious near the glowing Ledger, something felt... thin. The air didn't smell like victory; it smelled like dry rot and old copper. "Kael!" I called out, pulling away from Kaden to rush to our friend’s side. As I knelt beside him, his eyes flickered open. They weren't silver, and they weren't brown. They were a milky, sightless white.

POV DARLENE The white ash of Caelum was still swirling in the sub-zero gusts of the Heartwood, a fine, sterile powder that refused to melt into the natural slush of the forest floor. It was a haunting visual—the remains of an algorithm that had tried to solve us. I stood in the center of the glade, my lungs burning with the intake of cold air that finally felt Oxygenated again, stripped of the synthetic sweetness of Caelum’s calibration pulse.

Northern Arctic Circle, Coordinates: 82.6° N, 62.3° W 21 Days Until Hekate Activation The cold sliced through Alma’s thermal suit like knives. She stood at the edge of the world, icy winds howling across endless white as the transport copter disappeared into the snowstorm behind her. Beside her, Ember tightened the scarf around her face, her breath forming clouds of fog in the frigid air. Ezra scanned the desolate horizon through polarized goggles.

he greeted with a grim expression that flickered with pity as he glanced towards his mother on the bed. “Doctor,” Damon gasped. “How is she? Will she be fine?” he rushed to his mother’s side to look at her. She was badly hurt. Alysia felt her heart dropped to her stomach when she saw the grim expression on the doctor's face. “She’s alive,” he said, “but it’s not good.” “What is it?” Alysia asked, stepping in beside Damon. “Aconite,” the doctor said. “A heavy dose. Far worse than wolfbane.”

I waited for him to explain the science of it, but he remained silent, likely assuming I had suddenly gained the ability to read minds during my hiatus. "Okay, Kayvon, speak plainly. What am I looking at?" "Oh, my bad," he said, shaking his head as if to clear it. "You are looking at an alchemical masking agent, Alpha. And not just any brew. This is Khalid’s signature. It’s a high-grade compound, the only way to make one wolf’s scent linger convincingly on another’s remains, especially through the heat of a fire." "This Khalid... is he one of us?" I asked, my voice dropping to a dangerous low.

Alchemy would ask for a lot of interesting but rare resources, which meant it would burn through his money pretty easily. Luckily, the potion he needed to make this time was Clair Decoction, which required more common materials. It was the most basic alchemical potion taught to members of the Crescent Order. It could help increase his vitality and might even help extend life expectancy in certain cases. Unfortunately, neither Logan's recipe nor his materials were optimal. The Clair Decoction he ended up with was less than 1/10 of the supposed result. Logan could not do much about that—he could not gather a few of the materials needed. Even if he could come up with theoretical substitutes, he

I would have preferred a little wolf as my mate. "We've arrived, transform," the wolf says sternly. I obey and turn into my human form. We are standing in front of a black castle; at first sight, it looks gloomy. The alpha wolf transforms, and I bite my tongue to keep my jaw from dropping. He is the most handsome man I have ever seen in my life! And let me tell you, I've seen very handsome men, but he surpasses all limits. His skin is pale, with honey-colored eyes. His hair is reddish, with blond highlights, and his lips are thick, red, just like mine.

They were two of Dexter's betas. I understood Dexter's plans now. He had given me Wolf's bane instead of the elixir, so that I would be vulnerable and weakened when his two betas would come in to beat me up and probably bring me into his party to flaunt his success of defeating the forever detested Alpha Blade. Unfortunately for him, I had been smart enough not to swallow it. The only effect it had on me was the burning and pain in my mouth which had gradually lessened "Let me ask you this now that you both are alive." I said as I watched them bring out batons. "Was it your Alpha that sent you to me to die or is it just fate?"

“Only those who are extremely familiar with the Alpha are allowed in. My mother and two others were the only closest ones to Alpha Gar so this is my first time here.” I tore my gaze from the witch and looked at the content of the table. There were just a few containers probably inclosing ointments, the candles and a small cylinder aquarium displaying six several colored waters. The colors came one after the other, starting from the bottom to the top. The lowest one was a purple color; it occupied a bigger space than three other colors. After it was black, which seemed to occupy just the same space as the purple, next was blue, followed by white; this one seemed to be one of the worst, as it