Aether Beasts Novels & Stories

2187 animals humans beasts babies ankle water - all waiting - because sky - Gold Moon morning sky - clouds gold - not white - gold clouds - swirling - wind - not normal wind - gold wind. Aether - wind pup - 13 days almost wolf size - felt wind calling - wind howl Day 12 was single howl - now storm needs five howls together - Aether looked at siblings - Terra, Umbra, Vita, Lux - and howled - wind howl - but not alone - called siblings to howl together. Terra - earth pup - almost wolf - heard Aether wind howl - howled earth howl - rumble - earth shake - ankle water rippled.

“No. I’m not sure. The reason why I didn’t attend the auction was that Moses warned me about it.” “Moses Braddson?” Of course, like Terzo said, the Krosses and Braddsons shared the same common ground. The Kross Industries and the Hover were working together on the biggest project in history. “He warned me about the Beavers’ involvement in the trafficking ring that there’s gonna be a set of women to be sold at the auction. Your Italian mafia friend would be there. So I thought you’d like to save lives.” “You should have warned me first.” I sighed deeply, staring at him, but I felt like there was more to this story, and he hadn’t told me everything.

“Three BlueCrest elders have already pledged loyalty.” “She nearly killed their Alpha,” Aether complained, his face turned sad seeing that the elders would support Ceryn in such a hurry. “Besides she’s also parading a traitor as her second-in-command.” “She’s dangerous,” I said. “And bold. She knows she’s provoking a war.” “Because she’s betting I won’t fight it,” Aether replied. I was confused and then I realized what he meant. He didn’t fear the upcoming war. He feared for me being part of it, he didn’t want me to get hurt

And then, we saw it. Rising out of the red sea was a continent of jagged, brown peaks and endless, wind-swept dunes. It was the Aetheria. It didn't have trees. It didn't have domes. It had Iron. Massive, steam-powered towers rose from the coast, their gears turning with a rhythmic, soul-crushing clack-clack-clack. Unlike Malakai’s machines, these were ancient, rusted, and covered in the same silver-logic runes we had seen in the Sunken Shrines.

“Rory!” “It’s here,” I whisper. He looks where I’m staring—and freezes. Blake appears behind him, sword already in hand. He swears softly. “That’s fast.” “What is it?” I demand. Blake doesn’t look away. “A Balancer.” The word lands like a death sentence. “It exists to eliminate anomalies,” he says. “Crowned bearers who disrupt equilibrium.” Ethan bares his teeth. “Then it picked the wrong night.” The thing in the forest tilts its head.

He didn't see their expression and spaced out instead, whisking his beer bottle in a lazy circular motion. Vayu cleared his throat and stepped in to explain. "Aether energy is naturally in opposition with nether energy, but the aether in us Twelve Scions are somehow different. Our aether clashes with silverstream as well. They could effectively hurt us just as much as we could effectively hurt them. Lars remembered something from his early Chimera hunting days and said, "Oh, right. I remember you told me that our Scion Force even could purify the silverstream as long we're in Mirepa's vicinity."

Alpha Zane Atlantis watched the pack from below, his long finger slowly grazing his chin. Here was the pack he had fought all his life for, and for some time, he just couldn't grow used to the peace. He had gotten so accustomed to war, the peace and gaiety seemed almost boring. For the serenity and the good of his pack, however, he knew not to go out there to cause trouble. With a small sigh, he drew back from the large balcony, then swiftly removed the unbuttoned coat he had been wearing.

a hunter ordered his men to retreat. Alpha Alec? The ground vibrated with the hunters’ heavy footsteps, and the air shuddered with another ferocious howl. Even though it intimidated me, I stole a glimpse above the trench. I had to see Alpha Alec for myself, and as soon as I did, I wished I hadn’t. He was terrifying, worse than Godzilla and King Kong put together. I snatched in a gasp as the gargantuan-sized Lycanthrope pushed through the trees as if they were just weeds in an overgrown garden, leaving a trail of carnage behind him. He seized one of the deserting hunters and trapped him in his giant claws. Before I had time to avert my gaze, he bit off his head and spat it onto the ground. Th

and I am bitten again, these dogs just can't run slower apparently. I push myself for another mile, but the night's events are catching up to me, the dark starts blurring my vision and the world begins to fade. I shake my head, not wanting to pass out in the middle of nowhere, but my body finally gives up. Just before I black out, I feel myself shifting back to a human form and then everything goes dark. *****

Then Aether stirred in my arms. A sudden surge of hybrid power burst from my son, uncontrolled and startling, sending a wave of mixed golden-crimson energy rippling outward. It washed over all of us, causing Elyra to stagger back with a hiss as it disrupted her draining threads, while both Vaelor and Draven flinched as if struck by something far deeper than mere force. Aether’s tiny eyes opened for the first time, glowing with an otherworldly light that seemed to pierce straight through the curses binding the dragons. The power scared them, I could see it in the way their scales flickered uncertainly and their expressions tightened with unease. This child, born of two rival bloodlines and my