Aether X Arlecchino Novels & Stories

With a swift motion, he unleashed his technique, an invisible chain that materialized from the ether, piercing through Kai's body in an instant. A gasp escaped Kai's lips as he stumbled back, his eyes widening in shock. The Crescent Claws had confirmed their suspicions: Kai was an alpheno, the wielder of the twelve-tailed supreme god, a being of immense power and potential. Realizing the implications of their discovery, the Crescent Claws made a swift retreat. Their mission was clear: find the other alpheno, the one who had also participated in the werewolf competition. Their senses told them that there were five alphenos in the arena, one of them being Alex, a prominent leader of the werewo

Pretty. The moment that thought comes into my head I scold myself. Each of these Alpha’s are blessed with looks that make anyone want to get on their knees and thank the Moon for creating them. So I force a polite smile onto my face, and take the invitation from his hands, pretending like I need to check it to ensure it is him. Luna Thea, his mate, sends me a soft smile. She has eyes like him - a swirling violet colour full of mystery and unknown.

Alex identified him by his green eyes and his light stubble beard. "Yes, brother, the next true heir to this wonderful Romano company," added Alec, with mockery in the tone of his voice. He had grey eyes and a noticeable stubble beard he decided to keep. "We have been expecting you," Alec said. "Is that why you turned my office into a tavern?" Alex asked, clearly disgusted and unimpressed by the sight in front of him. "Oh, come on, brother, we were just celebrating your victory," Alaric said with a devious smirk.

The air smelled like a mix of metal and herbs. “Sit here,” Niobe said, fetching several jars from the rack. She opened one filled with grey gemstones that shimmered faintly. “This is moondusk—represents your wolf side.” Then she poured golden liquid from a tall bottle into a small bowl. “Echo Liquor. It’ll mix with your blood.” Finally, she lifted a jar of glittering brown dust. “And this... is aether dust. A rare substance that can copy the structure of your body’s energy.”

She asks him, wrapping her arm around his waist to help steady him because he looks like he could pass out at any time. He hands me the note and sits on the couch in my office. Cradling his head in his hands. Completely shaken. I tore my eyes away from him to read the letter. ‘Hello Alpha Leon, Lucien and Monica. I see you received my gift. I did a number, didn't I? I am quite the artist, if I do say so myself. Soon enough you will hand my Luna back over to me, or your Luna will look even worse than this… Happy Fighting With Your Brother for my Luna Day…

Alpha Aurelius stood up from his seat, before placing the whisky glass he was holding on the center table. "I’m making this fast." Alpha Argon turned around to face us. "These two Alphas here are here to take Alexa. Alexa was betrothed to Alpha Audrus’ son, so they’re here to take her back. In exchange, we will get Achilles’ head once they have their hands on him." My jaw clenched, but I was able to control my emotions and relax my jaws, showing them nothing but a stoic expression, but I couldn’t say for Edward. His hands coiled into fists, and I knew I had to say something so their attention wouldn’t fall on him.

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A

"They aren't even looking at us." "They aren't real, Kaelor. They’re loops. Pre-recorded ghosts." Aradaa pressed his palm against a nearby terminal. The screen flickered, then died in a hiss of violet sparks. His static aura had curdled into something denser—a void-field that swallowed data whole. "The Aether is trying to get in my head. It feels like... like needles made of ice." "Hold it together, Scholar. We’re close. I can smell the ozone and... baby powder?" Kaelor kicked open a pair of massive, translucent doors.

“Who are you?” He stepped closer, slow, reverent, like she was a miracle he wasn’t sure he was allowed to touch. “I’m Xander,” he said quietly. “Alpha heir of Blackridge… and—” His voice cracked. “And yours.” Elara moved instantly— between them, blade drawn from her boot in less than a second. Aria yelped, grabbing her. “Elara!” But Elara didn’t look away from him. “You move one inch closer,” she said, voice sharp as ice, “and I will gut you before your wolf has time to blink.”

“This moment… it feels like it was written long before today.” I hugged her tightly. “I’m so proud of you. The Goddess chose well.” She smiled nervously. “I hope I don’t faint when the blessing starts.” “You won’t,” I reassured her. “You were made for this.” --- Xavier stood at the altar in royal Aetherian ceremonial armor, obsidian, gold, and deep blue, with symbols of ancient power etched into every plate. His eyes softened the moment he saw me. He whispered, almost breathless, “You’re everything.”