Abyss Prince Aether Novels & Stories

she took a deep breath out, "we will know if Azian has any link to any kind of Soul magic after this ritual" "How?" Ena asked, looking at her with the uttermost intrigue. "Azian is the Prince of dragons, also a Golden dragon right?” Ena nodded, not understanding why the mother protector thought it necessary to establish facts that have long been proved and understood. “Fire is his nature therefore he cannot be burnt,” she replied, closing her eyes, “no part of him can be burnt,’ she added, clasping her hands to her chest, as She begin to chant words Ena had never heard of in all her 45 years of witching. Her tongue twisting and twirling with rage as the candles began to flicker, and burn bri

One threw up in a bush. A few of stronger stuff stepped forward. They looked around, and then at Grayson. “My prince… did you do all this?” asked one, a bolder member of court. “Could you have recovered in such time?” “Some of these kills would have required such strength…” “It wasn’t my prince,” Prime Beta said. “Most of these kills are mine. The prince detected his mate in danger through the bond and pushed his body hard. Fortunately, I saw his reaction and followed. I was able to fight the lot while he protected the Luna Princess.”

she whimpers deliciously as Kieran started a new journey, only they could take. Watching her perfection bouncing at his low yet deep thrusts, he bore deep while cupping his perfectly erect mounts. Facing her, he could freely watch all the expressions on her angelic face. It's adding to the fevered passion burning him. "This is great...I love this Kieran..." she gushes deliriously. A blissful life for Princess Ahnarrah Quin and her Prince Alpha Beast. ****😊😊****

I mutter, watching fresh blood trail down my leg, dribbling onto the rock. They call him the Immortal Prince. The one I think is up here, I mean. Naturally, when creatures as immortal as the pureblood's, who remain unseen to us commoner's eyes exist, legends are created. The Immortal Prince...Well, his are dark, and cruel. If I had common sense, I wouldn't be up here. Then again, if I had common sense, I wouldn't have slipped into a magical pool and turned myself mortal. “I never said I was a good person…” I hear Eyla say from the cusp of attention.

She smiled. Serenity and Sasha trembled at the sight of him. The side of him they saw the previous day was still printed in their brain and they haven't recovered from the shock. Seeing him there in person was still a big shock to them too. "Dwellers of the East, The prince of the East has returned home". Kathryn announced as all heads were raised in Awe of him. "Long live the Prince". The entire room chanted as he stood high and mighty. "May the celebration begin". She spoke fiercely as he took his place on the throne.

I understood that vaguely from what Principal Adaeze told me but understanding it and seeing it are two completely different things. It is more like a city that someone put a roof over and called a school. The corridors connect to courtyards that open into training grounds that lead to whole separate buildings, all of it in the same ancient stone, all of it lit by a combination of actual torches and something that glows without any visible source. I have to admit though. This place is beautiful... She tells me Aethon has existed for over four hundred years. It was built as a place where supernatural bloodlines could train, develop their abilities, and exist without the complications of hidin

It was a hint for Azrael to continue swerving Nae’s feelings. Azrael shrugged and gently stroked her Blade placed as a necklace on her chest. The Blade spelled out her true name, and other things besides, “The Prince of Hell is not in the Void.” she halted and formed a curve in her lips, “He’s here.” Nae felt a jolt in her spine because of Azrael’s remorseless, wicked expression combined with her ethereal and rough voice. There’s a reason why most of the creatures who stand in front of her get weak on their knees with just one look,

Approaching the field was the prince of vampires, Azriel, alongside his men and beside them on his horse was Elijah, the Faeries king. As expected, Ethan knew that Alpha Reek wouldn't show up yet. That was one cunning move that he always made. Alpha Reek would have orders to fight the war for him while he and his men only appear at the end of the war and claim victory. Ethan smiled at how gullible the two princes were to allow Alpha Reek use them as his pawns to win the war.

" l...let me go who are you ?" " who am I ?" jack asked as he removed the spell disguising his eyes.and stared at the priest " w..what are you ?" " me? i am a god," his voice thundered in the narrow alley his voice seeming to make the air itself vibrate like it was afraid of his presence make the air vibrate as he spoke " and right now I am going to send you to the underworld Early" .

Letting go of his name felt like losing him all over again. “You have suffered in silence,” he continued. “You have given without demand. You have stood before death and did not yield to darkness.” Zander drew his blade in oath. He pressed its flat edge gently against his palm, then let a single drop of blood fall onto the marble floor. “By my blood and my name,” he declared, “I recognize you as Princess of Aetherion. Heir of the restored house. Shielded by the Tree of Life. Chosen not by force, but by truth.”