Arc En Ciel Novels & Stories

Ace's eyes move towards a laughing jack, he walks towards him and jack notices him. " here comes the pussy, " Jack says and he laughs at his remarks. " Ace, " Andrew calls and hands Ace his sunglasses. Jack was peeking at them in curiosity. Ace grabs it and backs away. " get up, " Andrew demand while looking at jack. Jack chuckles and looks at his friends while standing. " Aw, you brought your buddy, " Jack says while looking at Ace. His friends are laughing like idiots. Let's say that Jack was all purple and blue after about five minutes.

“Ugh… my head,” Aria groaned, shielding her eyes from the sunlight that poured through the wide windows like a merciless spotlight. It felt like knives stabbing into her skull, the aftermath of too much wine and too many emotions the night before. “Well, look who’s finally risen from the dead,” came Cecil’s playful yet exasperated voice. “I was starting to think I’d grow roots here waiting for you.” Aria squinted against the brightness and spotted Cecil lounging casually at the round table, a steaming cup of coffee in one hand, the other scrolling lazily through her phone.

"He’s my father. You can't let him die because you're angry." "You don't understand, Aeron—" "I understand everything!" the boy shouted. And then, it happened. The sky, which had been a clear morning blue, suddenly darkened. The clouds began to swirl in a violent, concentric circle directly over the mountain peak where Kael was fighting. Aeron’s eyes went completely white. Not the white of a shifter, but a glowing, pearlescent radiance that cast no shadows. "Aeron, no! Stop! Your body can’t handle it!" Ariyah screamed, reaching for him.

His calm demeanor masked the intensity of his concentration as he wove intricate spells. Aria's bowstring hummed as she fired arrows with uncanny accuracy, targeting enemy mages who sought to unleash devastating spells. Her voice resonated with power as she chanted incantations that bolstered her allies' strength and resolve. Kael stood at the center of the chaos, his hands weaving intricate patterns in the air. Arcane energy surged from his fingertips, manifesting as explosions that scattered enemy ranks.

The sky spins slowly around me. But I’m still smiling. Because I see them. Aurelion’s forces. Racing across the sky toward us. Just in time. Malrec realizes it too. He roars in fury as he tears free of my falling body and turns to meet the incoming army. I don’t hear the rest. The wind rushes past my ears as I fall. The amphitheater rises slowly beneath me. Seraphina’s music fills the air. And for a moment— Just one quiet moment—

Pushing away from the window he stands by, I curl up on the other side of the back car seat. “It’s okay, it’s me,” they shout through the window, voice muffled. He points to his left eyes, which blazes bright green. Placing my hand on my chest, I try to calm my breathing, searching him for other clues that it is Ren and not Chase trying to gain my trust. “Prove it,” I shout again through the window. From his eye alone I can’t be so sure it’s him. Maybe Chase found out a way to manipulate that too like he does to all things.

The air itself felt dead around it. “What is that?” Sela whispered, her voice swallowed by the stillness. “A Reaper marker,” Arin said, his own voice flat and hollow. “A relay tower for the Citadel network. It amplifies the homing signal. It also… enforces the silence.” He took a step into the dead circle. The moment his foot touched the blackened ground, he flinched, pulling back as if burned. “What is it?” Leo asked. “It… it hurts,” Arin said, his face pale. “The song… the little bit of the Balance I can feel now… it’s being ripped away. This place… it eats life.”

I gasped and looked up into his face, seeing his eyes fully for the first time, and gasped again. His eyes were Amber, a very dark shade, making me lost within it for a mini second as the combined scent of spring and winter hit me—a scent of newness which seemed somewhat sour. A hot burning feeling washed over me so heavy that it took my breath away. I wanted to jump into his arms, to let my body melt into his.

She replied almost immediately. “Cut that crap. We both know your name isn't Mia. I need your real name.” Angelo stated, his face going red with built-up frustration “Well, that is a top-tier secret that I wouldn't wanna uncover, but since we're working together, you can call me Cie.” Cielo's tone was calm and her face gave away no emotions. “Cie, as in C, the alphabet?” he asked, staring at her suspiciously. “Ya. That is a big clue to my name,” she replied.

He chattered on restlessly “okay calm down honey, we’ll head to the temple after breakfast, so go take a wash and I’ll be done in a few moments.” Genevieve said as she straightened his hair, she then stared at his eyes, instead of it being green like hers or that of any other Hunter they were blue but the shade was so faint it almost looked like white, it looked extremely beautiful and captivating but it was for this very reason several people wanted him dead, he was different from everyone else and they were scared of it.