Aether X Ayaka Novels & Stories

"S-sorry." Aya looked around and stepped to the top of the chair. "One more time I hear someone talking about me or Elythrea. I'll pluck out your eyes and I'll cut your tongue, after that you'll gonna eat it," She went down and held out her hand to Elythrea. Elythrea took it and they left immediately. I wanted to follow them but Dean immediately stopped me. "Dude, She's brutal," Yohan said while laughing. I immediately looked at him so he stopped laughing with Dean.

Her long, dark hair was braided tightly down her spine, a severe style that accentuated the sharp, aristocratic lines of her jaw and the high curve of her cheekbones. Beside her, Alpha Ethan radiated an oppressive, suffocating physical gravity. His aura did not merely occupy the room; it rewrote the atmospheric pressure, turning the cool air thick and heavy, like the moments preceding a cataclysmic lightning strike. To an ordinary human, his mere presence would induce a primal, knee-buckling terror. To Aria, it was a familiar, liquid fire that ignited a responsive, defiant spark deep within her own dormant veins. His broad shoulders were squared against the dim glow of the holographic monito

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

The shard was hungry, ravenous, and it wanted more, Keira’s spark, the forge, everything. “Dax, it’s not enough!” Aya shouted, her wards flaring as she drove her dagger into the ground, anchoring the salt and iron. A soldier lunged at her, and she spun, her blade slicing his throat in a single motion. “The shard’s tied to her, keep going!”

Aya casually remarks. Azadou and I both stare down at Xiema, her face beaming with happiness while she sucks on her hand without a care in the world. The thought of Xiema sharing my gift and being able to share the beauty of the sky with her has my fears slowly fading into the recesses of my mind. I turn around, intentionally swatting Aya in the face as I put some distance between me and them. “Hey!” he sputters, smacking my tail away. “I don’t think your animai appreciates you shaking your tail feathers in another man’s face,” Aya taunts.

Silvermoon was an administrative powerhouse, and the name Aelia was whispered across the packs the Continental Heir, the Light of the new era. Aelia was now a bright, curious child of nine, full of the playful energy of the pack. She carried my silver Light energy the essence of healing and elemental stability but it was intertwined with a startling, innate command over Earth energy, a signature that mirrored the depth of Drax's power, yet was naturally born into her without effort.

I knew she sent as much love and calm through our bond as she could. ‘I promise,’ she said softly, her voice carrying the assurance I needed. ‘We’ll be cautious, and we’ll do whatever it takes to ensure our safe return. I love you, Xander.' ‘I love you too, Aarya,’ I replied. My voice choked with emotion. ‘Remember, I’m right behind you. We’ll face whatever comes our way together.’ With those final words, Aarya turned her attention back to the crystal ball, her fingers gently brushing against its surface. The moment her skin made contact, a flash of light enveloped her, and she disappeared from view.

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

Quinn's eyes fell and never left me the whole time until I reached him. "It is a pleasure to join you in this trip, Alpha. May the moon goddess bless us in this journey." I smiled, followed with a respectful bow. Though his face remain stoic, his eyes showered interest and caution on my every word and actions as though he's trying to figure me out. "Unfortunately, your presence is not necessary, Leaxandra." Ouch, snappy as always. "That's the opposite of what this letter told me." I showed him the envelope having the Lycan's imperial seal with a pout. "The contents of this invite proves my very right to enter the Lycan's kingdom where the contract renewal is bound to be held."

Alpha Cyrus said and that angered the young boy. He attacked him once more but Cyrus just used his arm as a shield and he could not even move an inch closer. He was again thrown across the room leaving cracks on the walls and when he was about to get up, Alpha Cyrus stepped on his chest, with so much pressure that he is now barely breathing.