Alone With You In The Ether Novels & Stories

--- “You don’t have to carry this alone.” --- Ethan’s voice softened again. --- “I’m not alone.” --- A pause. --- “I have all of it.” --- The threads flickered in response. --- Weak. --- Distant. --- But still there. --- Still connected to him— --- Even as he pulled away. --- “But you won’t have me,” she said quietly. --- The words slipped out before she could stop them. --- Ethan paused. --- Just for a second. --- And in that second— --- Something cracked.

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.

All he wanted now was this woman. Though, women have never really been his thing. That was why he only fucked the ones who knew the score. He used them, they used him, and after they both went nuts, one of them got the heck out. There were no tender moments or a desire to bring them so much pleasure that the world under their feet would shatter and their eyes would see stars. But this one, the little alchemist, Ethan wanted her to not only experience the stars but to transport her to a completely different realm and own her. He wanted his shaft to be a conductor, making her entire body play a symphony she'd never forget.

he whispered, his breath mingling with hers. Aline rested her head against Ethan's chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. "I know. For the first time in my life, I feel like I truly belong." Ethan's arms tightened around her, offering a protective embrace. "You do belong, Aline. You belong with me." In the distance, a soft rustling caught their attention. Aline's gaze flickered toward a figure emerging from the shadows - Paty, the young moon who had struck up an unexpected friendship with Ethan.

The photo was of a hospital bed, and the caption read, "Came back all alone for treatment. How sad." The guests began to whisper about the groom suddenly running away from his own wedding when my brother, Alvin Chilton, stepped forward. "Joy, you've always been strong, so I know you can handle this alone. Gwen needs me more than you right now." With that, he was out the door as well. Both of them had deserted me for the same woman. I tried calling Theodore's phone, but it remained unreachable. Soon, I noticed that Gwen had updated her social media account again.

Ethan appeared through the vortex—his face pale, but alive. “Alika!” he shouted, running to her. For a moment, everything paused. Alika turned to him. They stood in the center of the fire, their bodies separated by dimensions, but their hearts already aligned. “If I lose myself,” she whispered, “don’t come for me.” Ethan shook his head. “I’d rather die with you… than live without you.” Then, without warning, the circle cracked. Blood rose from the ground like a river. The red-eyed figure screamed, launching toward them—

Beside me, Ethan was still asleep, his chest rising and falling in steady rhythms. I smirked faintly, brushing a strand of hair off his forehead. He had no idea what I’d done last night. The ether—an odorless, potent concoction I’d acquired through some very specific means—had kept him in a dreamless slumber. Even now, his face seemed unusually pale, and there was a subtle tick in his jaw. When he finally stirred, his eyes fluttered open, bleary and unfocused. He groaned, bringing a hand to his temple.

Luna Mary took a moment before resuming, “Then I shall leave first, Kalil is looking for me. Thank you everyone and be careful while cooking.” “Thank you, Luna,” everyone said in unison and return to what they were doing earlier as soon as Luna Mary close the kitchen door. I was happy that the Luna allowed me to resume my kitchen duty. “Etheral?” But to rejoice in the freedom I got minutes ago is bad luck. “Where are you, Etheral?” Nix called over the private mindlink. I sighed. “I am in the kitchen, waiting for my cakes to bake in the oven. Don’t worry, I am just sitting here, away from anything sharp.”

“Oh my God.” Adrian looked delighted. “Oh this is excellent.” “Nobody likes you right now,” Ethan informed him. “Incorrect.” Adrian grinned. “I like me.” The traitor. Ethan exhaled slowly. Then stood. And every sound disappeared. Every conversation. Every movement. Every breath. Gone. Because everyone knew. Everyone. Including me. His gaze found mine immediately. Holding it. Keeping it. And suddenly the room no longer existed. Only Ethan. Only us. Only this moment.

"I want to celebrate with you. Alone. In our house. In our bed." Aurora felt a flush of heat. "Okay," she whispered. "Okay?" "Let's go." They slipped out. They didn't say goodbye. They just left. They got into the car. They drove to the penthouse. They walked into the apartment. It was quiet. Ethan was at the Plaza with Eleanor (a special treat). They were alone. Liam didn't turn on the lights. The city glow was enough. He took off his jacket. He loosened his tie.