Aether Harem Novels & Stories

"I want her gone. Do with her what you will, but I don't want her on this planet ever again. She killed babies. Hundreds. Thousands. And those are only the ones of dragon descent. This kind of callousness doesn't belong on Earth." Chaos looked at Aether. Aether looked at her partner. After a long moment, they both nodded. "Granted." Brigid snarled and leapt forward, hands stiffened into claws as she leapt for Hols. Esmerelda stepped forward, clipped the goddess in the face with a perfectly placed left cross. "Don't touch my friend." Brigid collapsed on the floor with a shriek of pain. "You bitch. I'm going to -" Aether snapped her fingers and Brigid disappeared. She sighed. "I apologize once

Safe. ​I stepped back slightly, breaking the flow. “What was that?” I asked. Elsa didn’t look surprised. She just met my gaze. “Aether,” she said. Cassian frowned. “That’s not a standard affinity.” “No,” she replied. Tarik’s gaze sharpened slightly. “Spatial?” “Close,” she said. She lifted her hand slightly. And the air shifted. Not visibly. But undeniably. “I don’t create,” she continued. “I stabilize.”

A group of initiates nearby paused, their white eyes flickering as they processed the "In-efficient Acoustic Event." "Voices are for emergencies," Vara signaled, a hint of her old self breaking through the indigo haze of her thoughts. "Why use the air when you can use the Aether?" "Because the air belongs to us," Kael muttered. "The Aether belongs to them." The Glitch in the Hallows

The crowd held its breath. Darian turned, inhaling her scent again. Roses and peonies. Gods. She was everything. The mate he had searched for his entire life. The missing piece. The fire in his blood. Her heartbeat fluttered against his chest. Still alive. Still breathing. But faint. Too faint. He stormed inside the packhouse, his Beta and Gamma trailing behind, pushing open doors with his aura alone. Seraphina’s scent led him upstairs—through the corridor—straight to her room.

Chapter sixteen: A new dawn Late summer sunshine gilded the facade of Montrose Hall as Isabelle Montrose stepped into the grand gallery annex, her breath catching at the sight before her. Rows of mahogany easels displayed her charcoal and watercolor drawings—renderings of flickering embers, twisting serpents, interlaced keys, and the silver blue flame she and Alexander had kindled in Saint Brigid’s crypt. Each piece was accompanied by a brief inscription in flowing Latin and English, celebrating the Ember Circle’s rebirth in truth.

my consciousness issss. "going to faint?" "My head...All white...…Can't think anything anymoreeeee!" "If you can't endure anymore...then I don't mind, you can go faint as you wish" "Oooooooh, Oooooooh, I'm cummming! Cum Cum Cum Cum Cum...!" "I'm also cumming out...!" The urethral opening that had been closed was opened to release the thick semen all at once. Dobyurururururururururu, dokudokudokudoku...!

she finally looked him in the eyes. There is vulnerability there, sadness and confusion. "Who?" it doesn't matter. Even though love is not a sin, emotions are not a part of an Angel. They should stay neutral. Her sin is that she loved a demon. "Azzazal" his eyes widened. They can't be together. Azzazal is the next lord of the Underworld and she is now a human. Even she must know that. Althea is pure, innocent to this world, but she is not stupid.

The only difference is she couldn’t identify which stars were brightest, the stars he showed her or the stars in the sky above the world so high, hiding under the cloud cover. “You clench around me so well, darling. So fucking well,” he gently kissed her neck, “my bright possession,” he rubbed her clit, pooling the wetness that her vagina just oozed. He turned her around in one go and put those fingers in his mouth, looking into her tired eyes while he was still inside her. Athena peeked into his green eyes, her mind doing to back to a situation in her childhood. “Theia,” Iris yelled at her daughter.

Salem gets in first, coming and sitting next to me as I sat between him and Crimson while Levi, Lucien and Beau sat in front of us, with Damien driving and Ezra sitting next to him in the passenger seat. We drive for a couple hours making small talk before finally arriving at the airport. Taking a deep breath, I hold Lucien's hand as we make our way inside. I focus on my persuasion just as reach the check in desk. "Hello, I am flying exclusively on Ares Express. My name is Mila Rae." I greet the woman working behind the desk. "Perfect, do you have any baggage?" she asks. "Yes, and also this group will be coming with me, did the agent add them to the list?" I reply, making her frown.

He spoke very seriously, and his dark eyes were unusually solemn. Candice did not expect him to talk to her about this. After a pause, she suppressed the strangeness she felt in her heart and said, "So, we need to seize this opportunity?" Alex's eyelashes fluttered slightly. "Not 'we,' but 'you’,” he said casually. Candice pursed her lips. Aether was different from Burning Star. No matter what, Aether was a big player in the industry. Even if they were targeting Alex, they would still take into account Daniel Elysian's reputation.