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130: Lyra, Love & Lies
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Welcome to Aetherborn: Crushes, Curses & Creatures 133: Wound, Weight & Wolf
The air between them was still warm from Damien’s words when a soft knock broke the silence. Seraphine turned toward the door, startled. “Come in,” she said automatically. The door creaked open, and Caleb stepped inside, half-smiling until he saw Damien standing close to Seraphine, a faint red glow still shimmering from the mask in his hands. “Oh,” Caleb said awkwardly, glancing between them. “Am I interrupting something?” Seraphine blinked, still dazed. “No… uh, not really. We were just…” She looked at Damien, words failing her again. “I just… I need a little time to think. Can I give you my answer later? I didn’t expect this at all, and I still need to process everything.” Damien’s expression softened immediately. He nodded, sliding the letter and mask gently onto her desk. “Of course,” he said quietly. “I’m not here to rush you. Take all the time you need.” He gave her one last lingering look, a mix of hope and restraint before he walked past Caleb and left the room.
Welcome to Aetherborn: Crushes, Curses & Creatures 132: Confession, Confusion & Conversation
The night hummed with quiet magic. Moonlight spilled across Seraphine’s bed like melted silver, tracing the outline of her sleeping form. Her hair fanned across the pillow in dark waves, her breathing soft and steady. Somewhere in the distance, the faint chime of the Academy’s ward bells whispered through the night, a lullaby only dreamers could hear. Then, everything shifted. The air grew warm, the scent of wild jasmine and fire filled her senses, and the world around her shimmered into a dream. She stood in a place between night and dawn, a garden of floating lanterns and dark roses that bled gold at their tips. And there, leaning lazily against a marble column, was Lucien Virelith. He looked the same and yet impossibly unreal, his eyes brighter, his smile softer, and his silver hair glinting under the dreamlight. Seraphine blinked in surprise. “Lucien?” He smirked faintly. “You always say my name like a question.” She folded her arms, feigning annoyance but unable t
Welcome to Aetherborn: Crushes, Curses & Creatures 131: Spirit, Soul & Silence
Elera staggered back, her pulse hammering. “M…Melinda who?” Cressida’s eyes flickered toward the trembling parrot. The creature’s tiny chest heaved with shallow breaths. “She’s my childhood friend,” Cressida whispered, her voice tight with something that wasn’t quite sorrow, something sharper. “She performed a dark spell years ago. One that went wrong.” Elera’s heart pounded louder. “The Vorem Animis spell?” “Yes,” Cressida said softly. “She… she removed her soul from her body and placed it in this bird. But before she could reverse it, her family found her lifeless body. They thought she was dead.” Her jaw clenched, the candlelight catching the tear that slipped free. “They buried it. And now she’s trapped like this, trapped inside this dying shell.” Elera’s throat tightened. “Oh gods…” Cressida’s voice wavered between grief and rage. “This bird can barely move. Its wings are useless, its heart weak. She’s suffering, Elera. All I want is to move her soul into another parrot, o
Welcome to Aetherborn: Crushes, Curses & Creatures 130: Lyra, Love & Lies
The evening sky over Aetherborn Academy shimmered in shades of lilac and gold. The courtyard glowed softly beneath the lanterns hanging from the ancient trees, each orb filled with slow-moving fireflies that twinkled like stars trapped in glass. The air was cool and fragrant with the scent of blooming dusk-lilies. Lyra sat on the marble bench near the fountain, her knees drawn slightly together, chin resting in her palms. Beside her, Elera Vance leaned back, her dark curls catching the dying light. They looked like they belonged in some timeless painting, two girls lost in quiet laughter, the world shrinking until it was only them. “So,” Lyra said, brushing her fingers over a fallen petal, “what color are you wearing for the Masquerade Ball? Because if we accidentally match, everyone will know.” Elera smiled softly. “Then let them. I don’t care if they suspect anything.” Lyra blinked, half-surprised. “You’re the one who wanted us to keep things secret.” Elera’s gaze flickere
Welcome to Aetherborn: Crushes, Curses & Creatures 129: The Dragon, The Incubus & The Match
The forge beneath Aetherborn Academy burned like the heart of a sleeping dragon. Heat shimmered through the air, waves of molten gold and red licking at the stones. Sparks danced like stars caught in a storm, and in the center of it all stood Damien Drakaris, shirt sleeves rolled, hair damp with sweat, his crimson eyes reflecting the glow of the flames he commanded. The air trembled when he exhaled. Fire wasn’t just his element. It was his pulse, his soul, his birthright. And tonight, it was restless because of her. He held a rod of molten glass between his claws, the orange liquid bending and swirling under his breath of dragonfire. Slowly, deliberately, he shaped it, coaxing it into a smooth, curved mask. Each exhale carried a rhythm, a thought, a name. Seraphine. Her name burned brighter than his forge. He could still see her smile in his mind, hesitant, warm, glowing like light through fog. And her eyes… they always looked like they carried galaxies, and yet somehow, they
Welcome to Aetherborn: Crushes, Curses & Creatures 128: The Wolf, The Vampire & The Match
The courtyard was quiet, bathed in silver light. Only the sound of steel slicing through the air broke the silence. Kade’s sword arced again, catching the moon’s glow as it spun, then stopped an inch from his neck, perfect form, flawless control yet his focus was elsewhere. His chest rose and fell with uneven breaths, not from exhaustion, but from distraction. Her face wouldn’t leave his mind. Seraphine. No matter how many times he swung his blade, no matter how many breaths he took to center himself, her voice, her laughter, that look in her eyes after the kiss, it all stayed. Like a song stuck in his head, haunting and beautiful. He gritted his teeth, lowering his sword. Snap out of it. He’d promised himself he wouldn’t dwell on it. But it was impossible not to. He remembered how the moonlight had kissed her skin that night, how close they had been, how everything had just… stopped. The world had held its breath. And then he’d kissed her, terrified and desperate. For one per
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