Aether Harem Novels & Stories

To be precise, it struggles in the number of high-level extraordinary beings—those above the legendary level. Of the six major imperial-level forces in the Aoklo Star system, which include the Morning Dawn Empire, Winter Empire, Corte Alliance, Tia Empire, Crimson Alliance, and Sea Dragon Alliance, the Crimson Alliance is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of high-end extraordinary martial prowess. It has faced the threat of decapitation operations on multiple occasions. Because of this, the Alliance places great emphasis on extraordinary individuals, even establishing a special "Extraordinary Department" to oversee the management and cultivation of these beings.

“If half the pack woke up tomorrow and found their fated mate was the same gender as themselves, would you execute all of them?” Alpha Soren breathed in through his nose and looked away without answering. “No matter what is decided in these rooms,” Astarian said, his voice quiet but absolute, “Aurelian will not be harmed. He is our mate. We will protect him with everything we have.” Aurelian caught Rhydian’s eye briefly and managed a small, tired smile. “You’ve claimed him,” Alpha Kael said, turning his gaze to Aurelian directly. “But did he accept you in return?”

5. Inheritance Whore Chapter One I signed the contract two days ago in my grandfather’s lawyer’s stuffy office. The paper was thick, the ink black and final. To get my inheritance—the billion-dollar trust fund that was supposed to be mine on my twenty-second birthday—I had to become their shared whore for one full month. My three cousins: Tristan, Louis, and Damien. The entitled, gorgeous bastards who’d always looked at me like I was something to devour. If I refused, the money went to charity. If I accepted, I belonged to them completely. Mouth, cunt, ass, every hole, every hour they wanted me. No limits. No safe words. Just raw, filthy use.

No wonder the First Fleet the orbit has reached. After endless minutes, the last castle cracked. A deep, mechanical Stöhnen went through the mountain. I stepped back and turned off the burner. Kael stepped forward, anchored his boots the rusty grids of the platform and pushed its massive, armored hands into the glowing gap between the door wings. His muscles stretched to tear, the titanium rings of his suit crawled under the enormous Strength. Slowly, centimeters for centimetres, the gates of the Aether City stood up. A swollen, absolutely pure air struck us. It did not smell

I clicked on the link and it brought up a very professional looking site, which, for some reason, actually surprised me bit. I saw a link called “Learn more,” so I clicked on it and kept going. I was getting more and more interested as I read the page, which said, “Are you a heterosexual man who’s looking for new experiences? Do you have bisexual thoughts and fantasies that you can’t get out of your head? Do you want to act-out those fantasies with another man in a safe and confidential way? If this sounds like you, we will match you with someone who shares your desires.”

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

I walked inside. --- The Council of Aetheria had never learned silence. Gods of war, harvest, oath, storm, and a dozen others crowded the amphitheatre, their thrones set in a crescent around the floor. Robes shifted—crimson, sable, luminous blue—each thread a declaration of dominion. Murmurs rose and broke like surf. The Harbinger stood behind the dais, wings folded, armour dimmed—an unsheathed blade pretending stillness.

agreement. While the female human surgeon and the Lycan peacekeeper exchanged vows at the altar, Evangeline was in the LNI command hub, staring at a decrypted file intercepted by Virex. It wasn't a military plan or a ritual scroll. It was a corporate prospectus from Aether-Tech Global (ATG), a multi-trillion-dollar conglomerate that had been quietly buying up ancient ley-line sites under the guise of "Environmental Restoration." "They aren't trying to stop the magic, Eva," Virex said, his voice dripping with ancient disgust. "They’re trying to Bottle it."

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

Aria also bowed and left, leaving Eden and I alone. “Queen Aurora,” he said, his voice smooth, but there was no mistaking the tension in my eyes. It didn’t matter that he tried to speak kindly; I had seen too much already. I know now. The version of him I thought I understood had cracked. “What is this place?” I asked again, my voice flat but laced with disappointment. Eden looked around lazily before answering. “This is Damon’s harem.” My face tightened and Eden glared at me. “Don’t worry, Damon hardly comes here. It’s more for us; his trusted alphas, his friends.” he said quickly.