Aether Beasts Novels & Stories

she said. "All of it," I said. "Cael says the Aethar were hunters before they were breakers. He says the original ability was not to sever bonds but to find and contain entities from the early Lycan period. Entities that are apparently not wolves and not human and one of which is apparently sitting underneath a grief-binding in Ashburn territory." I looked at her. "So. All of it."

Aetherion's wings unfurled, spanning several feet, each membrane etched with veins that glowed with an inner fire. His eyes burned with amber flame, and when he opened his jaws, the air itself seemed to tremble. With a roar that shook the very foundations of the castle, Aetherion launched himself into the sky. His powerful wings beat, propelling him higher and higher until the castle below looked like a child's toy. Then, with another earth-shattering roar, he vanished into thin air, teleporting across the realm toward whatever crisis awaited him.

A shimmering, translucent dome of blue light—the Hard-Light Aegis (a temporary energy barrier)—expanded around Elara and Kazimir, creating a safe, stable bubble of energy within the chaotic, violet-tinted water. "Thirty seconds on the shield, Captain!" Mina warned. "Then it collapses!" "Move!" Elara commanded. They propelled themselves through the fluid, their Liquid-Oxygen Exosuits providing powerful thrust. Ahead, the Aether-Sentries (massive, multi-limbed biological guardians) stirred. They were like enormous, bioluminescent spiders, their segmented bodies rippling with violet light, their six eyes fixing on the approaching bubble of human energy. The Sentries didn't attack with physical

Beatrice Wilder, or GWOTOWC, ignores me. I hand over the sheaf of papers with only the first page filled in. Beatrice looks through them, huffs, and stands to her full five-foot height from behind her desk. Her short white hair is a lie, or at least I think it is. Judging by the trickle of energy she releases, she's a shifter of an unknown lesser variety. During my fifty years of visiting the human realm, there have been many changes. This realm is now a melting pot of every paranormal creature imaginable. I'm undecided if that's good or bad. Bottom line... I prefer my own realm, where dragons are lords of land and sky. I'm just old-fashioned that way.

The decision had already been made. Alpha Caius was a ruthless, unforgiving man that was feared across the south and beyond. His name alone was enough to turn the blood of warriors to ice. He was more than a leader, he was a force of destruction, a walking death sentence. His pack, the Blood Howl Crest, was forged in the fires of war and its members were born to fight and trained to kill. Alpha Caius was a wolf written in blood. Towering. Scarred. Merciless. He led every war himself, cutting through enemies like a blade through flesh.

"The combination of every smaller piece of them to make something huge - The war caused all these for mankind." Avery remained lost, she stared at the pictures that were on the left and right. "I still don't understand." Avery finally said how lost she was in what Wahika is trying to explain to her." Wahika sighed. "The beast is most powerful when the red moon is out. It represents the day they were all wiped out to become one. The beast and the sea monster are both immortal - their territory is the forest of Armageddon." "What about the witches clash?"

His eyes were cold, his jaw was sharp no doubt a master piece had shaped him, I felt like, I had die and gone to heaven, I mean what could an angel be doing here on earth? I wish he'd buy me, I blush looking down at my feet. Suddenly everyone gasp finally noticing him, he was so much taller than most of them with board shoulders. "Beastttt...." One of the council elder shuttered frightened, dropping the microphone he was holding. Beast? He is the feared Beast? but he doesn't look like a beast, all the same I don't want him buy me! In fact I wanted to run away. *Becareful of what you wished for* A voice wispered in my ear.

Thick cold air rushing between the passageways of the labyrinth of large crystalline rocks. 'Iyala, Terra Australis.' -Gen. Matilda Foster A platoon of colonial soldiers surveyed the area for a mission they knew little about. The floor was rough and pointy and reflected light it could reach. The large glowing rocks displayed a text no one understood. Looking above, they saw the majestic Aurora Australis playing with the stars. And several comets that passed through a luminous ring; connecting massive planet-like stars organised like beads covering Terra Australis.

Not only that, Aefar's howl as a *Sapphire, had also summoned the wild Wolf Hordes that were around the valley to come at Aefar's call. Aefar is an Alpha Wolf. He was also a *Sapphire who could command wild beasts of the same race. With the arrival of several groups of wild wolves, it was enough to help dispel the Pigs who had continued to attack earlier. The Bat Clan used thousands of wild Bats, and Aefar used hundreds of Wolves that were around the valley as well to help him. Each of the two groups that were currently fighting in the valley had a *Sapphire who could command Wild Beasts that were of the same race as them.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.