Aether X Mona Novels & Stories

His presence was a sinkhole, swallowing the heat, the sound, and the fear in the room. "Eclipse at thirty percent," Helena reported from the sensor station. Her fingers flew across the holographic interface of the stolen cruiser, her face pale in the glow of the tactical map. "The ambient Aether levels are spiking. The celestial alignment is thinning the veil between the physical world and the magical currents." "It makes the air taste like metal," Vane grumbled, checking the load on his pistol for the tenth time. "And it makes my eye itch."

Not the kind of beauty that shines in the dark, but something altogether more elegant and restrained. Mona coughed, “Ahem!” Several pairs of eyes turned toward her. She rubbed her throat and gave an embarrassed smile. “Sorry, sorry. I’m allergic to dust. The air feels kind of dirty—gives me a sore throat.” Adriana laughed inwardly. You really know how to play it off… A short while later, someone else entered the private room. Mona muttered under her breath, “God, Master really predicted this right!” She didn’t recognize the man, but Adriana did—Peter’s assistant, Andre Wood.

"No, you just didn’t expect Marcy to give me the details.." His jaw clenched. "Can we not do this here?" "You’re the one who picked the venue." I smiled. He sighed and leaned back, fingers drumming lightly. "Fine. Let’s talk business." "Good choice." He reached into his coat and brought out a folded sheet of paper. The Velmora summary. "You saw this, right? I want your take." "Are you sure? Because if you want honesty..." "I do." I leaned forward slightly, my voice even. "You won't get Aetherstone. And if you do, they'll want a stake so large it'll cripple your division. It's not sustainable. They're sharks, Ethan. And your pitch doesn't have enough blood to distract them."

Still convinced I was some desperate woman chasing money and status. And suddenly.. I didn’t want to leave quietly anymore. I turned back toward the table slowly, Ethan’s hand still holding mine. They looked at me immediately. Lola practically looked ready to explode again. I ignored all of them. “There’s something I forgot to mention,” I said calmly. Anna crossed her arms slightly. “Oh?” she replied coolly. I nodded once. “I own Aether.” I said coldly. For a second, nobody reacted at all. Then confusion flickered across several faces.

"This symbol… I’ve seen it before. A long time ago, in files we thought were corrupt. One of Monroe’s abandoned code branches—codenamed Aetheris.” “Aetheris?” Aurora repeated. He nodded. “It was theorized as a backup evolution—an autonomous intelligence born from Monroe’s research but designed to survive him. It didn’t need his commands. It just needed his data.” She let the information settle. “So when Monroe died…” “…Aetheris woke up,” Damien finished. “And it wants something. Null, most likely.”

At the center stood a monolith—tall, faceted, humming with power. Ava approached it slowly. The ley lines converged here. Every pulse of magic in Aetherion flowed through this point like veins into a heart. The monolith lit up at her touch. A voice—not the same as the Echoes—spoke. Older. Quieter. "Moonfire reborn. Nexus-binder. Heartkeeper. You seek the Second Bond." Ava knelt. "I do." "Then you must make a choice. The First Bond bound magic to your will. The Second asks: Will you let it go?"

“We’ll have to do something about that if you’re to stay here with us for much longer.” “I saved you!” The corner of his mouth tilts. “You caused a minor distraction, I suppose.” I cannot believe he is referring to the single most outlandish thing I have ever done in my life as aminor distraction. I have only known Ethan for a couple of days, yet he is already the most irritating male I have ever encountered. We head down another flight of steps, then through a narrow corridor. The different stages of the lunar cycle are carved along the stone walls. There’s a set of double doors at the end of the corridor with a colorful coat of arms hanging over it, depicting a wolf and a moon.

"Are you the 'Muse'?" "I am Mona," the woman replied, walking across the surface of the water as if it were glass. "The Fourth Sister. The one who was sent to the stars so the others could stay on Earth. I am the Chronicle. I hold the memories that were too heavy for the Aether to carry." Mona reached out and touched Elena’s forehead. Images flashed before Elena’s eyes: the ancestors building the first forge, the moment the Pact was signed in blood, and the secret "Backdoor" her father had built into Alexander's mind.

I can't have him in the same state just earlier. "Greetings, Luna and Alpha Coven." I jumped and almost stumbled back at the sudden appearance of a man wearing a blindfold right outside the carriage doors. It's a good thing Quinn was there to catch my back if he didn't have to run his mouth for an untold remark. "Told you." "I apologize for startling you. I am the Lycan King Caius's attendant, Beau." "Where's Raedan?" The guy beside me snaps causing me to glare at him.

Linda suggested. Mona sneered. "Aunt, what do you mean by that? I was just a warrior there. I am a Beta here. As long as i could get rid of that Kyra, I can become Dane's Luna. I know someone who can help me with that. You stay here and wait for me. I will come with a plan to get rid of that Kyra" Mona said confidently before she walked out of the room with purpose. Linda didn't try to stop Mona. She has a far away look in her eyes.