Aether X Novels & Stories

“Do you think she should go to school today? I mean with everything that just happened.” “Bethany would want to get this done and over with, she’d definitely not agree.” He, Allan, hummed in agreement before sighing and looking out the window. Charon, I think I liked that name better. By evening Allan pulled up in front of an enormous white gate, it was beautiful and had different designs on it. On our way here Caleb had pulled over for Allan to take over because 'he was dead tired'. A tall dark man came out to ask a few questions before waving his hands in the air.

And now she looked at my son with gleaming interest that sent ice through my veins. “Such a magnificent hybrid,” Elyra continued, her silver gaze fixed on Aether where he nursed contentedly against me. She took a step closer, her clawed hand extending slowly. “Golden and crimson woven together. He will grow into a force unlike any other. When the time comes, he will make the perfect consort to restore the true bloodline and heal what was broken.” Her words landed like a fresh wound. I pulled Aether tighter against my chest, my voice hoarse but burning with every ounce of maternal fire I possessed. “He is my son. You will not claim him. Not now. Not ever.”

Below him, Jax and a team of Gutter-engineers were frantically clearing the last of the debris, their headlamps cutting through the thick, grey mist of the blockade. "The Aether-shunt is hot!" Jax shouted, pointing to a massive copper cable that snaked down from the Spire’s foundation. "But the grid is spiking, Vane! If we plug this in, the Spire’s lower levels are going to brown out!" "Do it," Leo commanded. He opened the silver canister. A cloud of shimmering, emerald vapor drifted out, smelling of rain, ancient soil, and something sharp and electric. He poured the seeds, thousands of tiny, obsidian-colored pearls, into the center of the basin.

Aether smirked as we let out a soft chuckle, relieving the tension we had been through the whole day. “Let’s meet at the sanctuary tonight, vessel,” Elira said, and turning into shadows she disappeared. Aether pulled me aside, I could see his eyes, he was hungry and horny his body yearning desperately for me. We walked inside the room next to the infirmary, He pushed me against the wall softly, his fingers running down my arm in a taunting way. His touch went right through the thin fabric of my garment. "You don't know what you do to me," he said, his hands sliding down to hold my thighs.

Alexander waves his hand in the air between them, his scent escalating until it feels as though the air is thick with humidity, as if the sky is about to crack open and start a downpour. "How could I have told you when this is what I've been afraid of all along?!" Alexander takes another step back, one of his palms coming up to cover his eyes, shielding Adom from the pool of agony swimming in them. The air is thick enough now that Adom feels it pushing on his shoulders from above, a weight so heavy that his body can barely move. Adom reaches his hand out and clasps onto Alexander, doing his best to stabilize the other alpha.

The chamber door opened. Jaxon filled the frame. Dust clung to his travel cloak - he had ridden a storm-wyvern through the night from the eastern marches, where three supply caravans had burned. His gold eyes found Selene's hand on Mason's chest, then Mason's face, then the scattered parcels. "Explain," Jaxon said. Selene moved. Liquid grace, all wounded pride and trembling lip. "Your Beta denies me dignity, my love. I requested funds to prepare for Aetherion. He called me a parasite."

A way to stop feeling like a spark that could burn me alive at any second. But I didn’t know it would come with a choice like this. A choice to die. I swallowed hard. “What are the redemption rights? To be in the Cidron’s good graces, I mean.” Caelora hesitated. “Well... you’re the Aether. That’s a plus.” “Yeah,” I said bitterly. “I’m the Aether because my kin stole it and fused it into our blood. That’s a crime, not a credential. I don’t think she’ll see that as a charming backstory.”

After a brief moment of silence, she said, "I'm sure you can tell that I'm busy here, Mr. Xeno. If you have something to say, just spit it out. There's no need to beat around the bush." "I already told you, I'm just here to see Aether's new boss. Why else would I be here?" "You wouldn't come knocking if you didn't have something you wanted. Or are you that free?" Maisie asked as she twirled her pen with her fingers. A few seconds of awkwardness passed between them before Adrian smiled. "You're smart. Yes, I do have something I want. Since you're Aether Corporation's boss, you should be aware of its current predicament. It's a troublesome, loss-making—"

POV EMMA BELLE The Vesper groaned as it hovered over the precipice of the Well. Below us, a column of white-violet energy roared upward, a fountain of unrefined Aether that served as the planet's nervous system. Aethelred stood on a platform of translucent glass that floated within the gale of light. His scythe was not made of metal; it was carved from a single shard of Aether-Glass, vibrating with a frequency that threatened to turn our ship into a cloud of atoms.

jason heard in his head, Aether led him to what looked like a map, except it wasn't a map, it looked like dust swirling round in different directions, jason recognized it, "Are those-" "Yes, the whole universes" aether said completing his thoughts, "So near yet so far," aether said to himself, "Do you know why you were sent to earth?" He said gesturing to a blue swirling dust that was at the far north of the map, "Because of the war?" jason replied back in a question, "Partly true, what else did your mother tell you?" He asked, "Mother?, I lived with my aunt, not mother," jason replied puzzled,