Aether X Mizuki Novels & Stories

Miwa's POV~ "I sure had a good rest." I replied, my tone dripping with sarcasm, he stared at me, his eyes gazing into mine as if intending to stare into my soul, I turned my gaze away from him quickly, frowning at the uncomfortable feeling his gaze stirred up in me. "You can't let her speak to you like that!" Aiden exclaimed with outrage, I rolled my eyes. "Aiden, that's enough, leave.... I won't say it again." The alpha guy ordered in his dominant tone.

He didn't see their expression and spaced out instead, whisking his beer bottle in a lazy circular motion. Vayu cleared his throat and stepped in to explain. "Aether energy is naturally in opposition with nether energy, but the aether in us Twelve Scions are somehow different. Our aether clashes with silverstream as well. They could effectively hurt us just as much as we could effectively hurt them. Lars remembered something from his early Chimera hunting days and said, "Oh, right. I remember you told me that our Scion Force even could purify the silverstream as long we're in Mirepa's vicinity."

“Messy. Loud. Unpredictable. With room for growth, failure, and really bad jokes.” Blake salutes. “Hey.” The Sleeper’s amusement deepens. Especially bad jokes. The Arbiter’s sigils stutter, conflicting directives colliding. SOVEREIGNTY MODEL… NONSTANDARD. “Welcome to Midnight,” Ethan says. “We don’t do standard.” The void begins to collapse—not violently, but gently, like a bubble popping. Reflections fade, replaced by solid ground beneath our feet. Trees reassert themselves, ley lines glowing warm and steady once more.

“What are you doing here, Annalise? Who invited you? And I know for fact that Ethan’s circle wouldn’t. And Claudia would rather die than have to invite a gamma, regardless of who she is.” “Not everything that happens in this world revolves around you, Xavier,” I said sweetly, turning to face him. “Believe it or not, I do have other acquaintances besides you. Alpha Ethan and I go back quite a while. The idea of me not telling you is just a matter of a small game. It was to respect you, Alpha.” He gave a humorless laugh. “You expect me to believe that? That Ethan would actually want to be around you? Or that you would tolerate being in this lavish world?”

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

My eyelids try to close with all their might, but I resist and slowly manage to open them, although everything is blurry, I see that I am on the ground, lying. When I close and reopen them, Azael's face appears in front of me, watching me with a frown, with his piercings and his black shirt through which his tattoos peek out and spread across his neck. But when I blink again, there is no sign of him. As if it was part of my imagination.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

I want him to look me in the eye and command his white smoke to eat him, and immediately his white smoke attacks him. “Aahhhh!!!” I heard him shouting. He tried to fight back but he can’t fight anymore, because it is his smoke attacking him that makes him weak. Not me. I know it is painful for him to be attacked by his energy, but I have no choice. He is unstoppable, that is why he needed to be stopped, and that is what I am doing. I made him look at me because I want him to see that it is not an illusion like what he did. It is real, his white smoke is attacking him for real, ready to kill him and little by little his light is shutting down and he is getting weak. I am absorbing his energy.

I Want to play with you, you look interesting, I said. I see his jaw tightening in anger then he unclenches is. He kept doing it to control the pain. No matter how hungry I am for his death, yet I dont want to kill him. I want to find out the main moto of these people, who are not from my universe. Who announced a war against my realm. As we both are standing face to face and moving slowly circling seeing each other’s moves and he was observing what would be my next move. I Ignite the fire on my sword, which is completely covered with orange fire. Ready to slash and burn my enemy.

There was no arrogance in it this time but only that same quiet awareness that made me feel seen, maybe too much. Then my name was called. I moved to the center. The room felt smaller somehow, the weight of a hundred eyes pressing against my skin. “Elior Vane,” the instructor said. “Begin.” I exhaled slowly and reached for that fake Alpha energy- the one I’d practiced countless times. I pushed a small, steady breath into the sensors, praying it would read as neutral. For a few seconds, nothing happened. Then the suppressant faltered.