Aerith X Tifa Novels & Stories

They both returned to Korea for a vacation before coming back to London to venture into new businesses. Vixx, as agreed with Blanche, took a grand vacation and just returned from the Cayman Islands. She planned to continue her photography hobby and become a vlogger instead. Currently, she was not in any relationship but was in an agreement with Cessair. Aerith and Yama’s relationship was taking a significant step forward; they had so much in common that it didn’t take long for Aerith to move in with Yama. Aerith was planning to pursue her modeling career and was also trying to find her biological mother, while Yama continued working at MI6 as Deputy Director.

aurthur gave deathglare she showed another object and signalled same Aurthur replied "it's used for hand ache I mean I get hand pain so keeping that and I will sleep pain will decrease" xion said "waw arm binders are used for handache god" xion is controlling his laugh where Aurthur is dieing to search for a lie to cover

“Your sketch is pretty much done. Just add a cape to it, and it should be fine. It would be best to use chiffon textiles. Good luck in the competition. I’m sure you’ll nail it.” Tiffany was still confused. She stared at the smudge on her sketch for a long time before coming to a realization and immediately being hit with inspiration. “You’re right! I was just saying that something was missing. That’s right! I love you, Ari. I’m going back to finish this sketch right now. I’m going to get a good night’s sleep from now on. No more pulling all nighters for me!” Arianne mirrored her smile and cried willfully like a child. It was as if nothing sad could ever bring her down for too long. The light

She looked like she was waiting. "00:00:20," the Arbiter announced. "Xander Thorne," Xander said suddenly, his voice loud and clear. "Vocal ID 77-Alpha-Nine." "Xander, no!" I cried out. "Seraphina, trust me!" he roared, his eyes locking onto mine with a desperate, burning intensity. "Say your code. Now!"

Carefully, she pushed against it. It moved. Barely. Like something deep beneath water shifting just enough to disturb the surface. Her eyes opened again, a frown forming. “That’s it?” “Again,” Darius said. She tried a second time, this time with more intent. The response came quicker. A faint ripple passed through the air, subtle but undeniable. The temperature dipped just enough for her to notice. Aria looked down at her hands, unease creeping in. “That’s not how it works.”

“Is everything alright?” “You’re really pretty, just like she told us.” The other one said brightly. “What?” I didn’t get the message. I just stared. I didn’t know whether to be mesmerized by their compliments. The taller one extended her hand. “I’m Seraphina. Sera, for short, and this is Iris. We’re Tiffany’s friends. Coursemates. Whatever.” “I’m Arielle Hills,” I said, tapping my chest lightly. “Nice to finally meet you.” Iris smiled.

*"Jeremiah is going?" Tessa pressed her lips tightly together to hold back a laugh, nodding at Talia, who was silently screaming in her chair. *"I mean... I guess a bonfire could be cool,"* Athena continued, her voice moving slightly faster as she aggressively backpedaled. *"The cold ocean air is definitely good for muscle recovery after a long week. We could rally. You know, just for team bonding."* Tessa completely lost her composure, bursting into a loud, obnoxious laugh that bounced off the walls. Talia threw both her hands over her mouth to muffle a high-pitched shriek of pure joy.

_Kael's POV_ It had been three days since I rejected Aria, three days since the mate bond shattered and I watched tears fill her eyes in front of the entire pack. I should have moved on by now. The decision had been made. There was nothing left to think about. Yet somehow, I found myself staring at the same report for nearly ten minutes without reading a single word.

Aria eyed the flying eagle tattoo on her wrist. Her hand was sore with all the needles used on it today. She traced every curve and every line of the eagle in the air. This was her crown, her dainty crown. "Are you happy, Tigress?" Aleksandr asked as He came behind her and held her by the waist, pulling her into his arms. Aria smiled, and their eyes met in the window glass as she was standing near the window. "Very," she answered, looking straight into his eyes. His Beautiful ocean-blue eye.

I felt like a little kid getting yelled at by the principal as Asher and I just sat there on the couch looking down at the ground while Archer yelled at us. “Sorry, Xena,” Asher mutters under his breath. “Fine. Sorry, Asher.” I huff, hating that I had to apologize even though I didn’t do anything. “Okay now. Asher, you will not interfere with things that concern Xena. And you will stay away from Tiffany. Am I clear?” he asks us and we just nod our head. “Good.” “But Archer, don’t you think Axel and Tiffany should meet once? It’s been five or something years. Even your wife agrees with me.” I tell him and he just shakes his head.