Aether X Furina Novels & Stories

she continued. “I figured.” “The highest among them are the three Lunas.” My mind immediately flashed back to the women i met at the bath. “Their names are Luna Elena, Ruby and Vesha ” Fay said. I swallowed. “I met them.” Her head turned sharply toward me. “You did?” I hesitated then nodded. “Briefly.” “And?” I forced a small shrug. “They were… nice.” The lie felt thin but Fay didn’t press. Instead, she gave a small nod.

I scoff, "What good use of their time would it be for them to come and witness my--" I stop as gasps from the rest of the people echo and overpower the room. I follow all their gazes towards the door. Four people emerge from the door wearing the finest and richest silk I have seen all my life. They have light platinum blonde hair, the lightest ocean blue eyes, and the lightest porcelain skin. Do Aetherians have these features adapting to their climate? Aether is a kingdom on the most elevated region on the entire continent. They only have winter as a climate in there. It is the coldest place and this should explain why they have these features.

"That sounds like something out of a fictional story. Listen, I don't care about what happens to this world anymore. There's nothing in this realm that I care about. So I'll take you up on your offer for me to join you." Auron isn't completely convinced by his willingness to join. "Fine, but you have to complete a simple task for me first before I consider you a part of us." Auron says trying to call Fenrir's bluff. "There are a few werewolves still in the land of Fura, I need you to find and kill them. Of course, I will be accompanying you on your mission."

Venn knelt, eyes wide, breath held. Hundreds watched. Sirelia ascended the dais. The child was cradled in one arm. Her blade, Elara’s broken twin, was held in the other. She raised both. And the court fell silent. “This is Aether,” she said, voice strong. “Born in eclipse. Carried in the fire. Bearing the marks of moon and ash.” “She is the first to wear both without burning.” “She is not a symbol. She is not a vessel.” “She is the sword we never had. The truth they buried. The future they fear.”

she furrowed her brow. “Um… I suppose that’s one way of looking at it. I mean it’s not in all cases. I’m sure Eurymedusa isn’t one that would call it a connection of souls.” I rubbed the back of my neck feeling a bit embarrassed at the shift in subject. “Very true. She just said it was pleasurable.” She laughed softly, nodding. “Melite was the one who talked more about souls connecting. I’m fairly certain she’s falling in love with you. Which makes what I want to say seem wrong.” she sighed.

There was moisture in the tone. "Does Alex really only love me then Eric?" Conard was questioning himself and could not get an answer from anywhere. "When I become a powerful Luna, the first thing I will do is drink Jenja's blood in a bottle. You will never find her again." She was feeling the softness of her hair falling forward.

Kelly wondered as he reached up to push a chunk of his shaggy brown hair out of his face. He absently reminded himself to buy some twine or something tomorrow so he could tie it back. Derulo's finally looked up at kelly his silver eyes, the color of his wolf fur, and nodded. A wide grin spread across his face which left his straight, white teeth to stand out against the dark brown of his skin. "Yeah, soon," Derulo grinned wider, "but that's all you're going to get out of me, Alpha." "Fine, fine," kelly raised his large hands in surrender.

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

Aurelia “The stories of his appearance are widely known,” the Cloaked Wolf began, his red cover unmoving as we were suddenly taken into a blur of many colours and several sounds that his voice droned over—though the predominant colour was sky blue and the blur made me feel as though I was moving at the speed of the fastest thing that was. “His approach to a lonely, childless couple for shelter…” “The Alpha of the then Glagen Pack coming to ask him to leave, and the couple to be banished…”

The man’s hand began to wander inappropriately, and Furina’s heart raced as she felt his touch move toward her butt. Tears filled her eyes as she struggled to break free, her efforts growing more desperate. “Please, stop!” she cried out, but her voice was swallowed by the pounding music from the club. Just when she felt all hope was lost, the man was suddenly yanked away from her. Furina’s eyes widened as she saw a tall figure with strikingly icy blue eyes standing before her. Diluc Neuvillette, a man she had only seen in passing and recognized from the club's upscale clientele, had intervened.