Aros Twilight Novelas e Histórias

5 I don't know for how long I have been standing here admiring the beautiful view in front of me when I hear a click. I turn around to see Aspen wearing Armani and strolling out of the room looking all boss-like. I take the time to admire him, he has a clean shaved chin, looking even more handsome, his black hair looks so soft.

Scottie and Stacie looked ready to faint. “Would you all retract your anger? Your auras are about to make the mortals pass out.” Arashi boomed through me and heads snapped back in my direction. Eyes fell on my siblings and they all started muttering apologies. The twins blinked rapidly, stammering words of acceptance awkwardly.

Aurora’s P.O.V The air was thick with the scent of iron, the weight of the moment pressing down on me like an unseen force. I watched, my body frozen in place, as Harmona reached for a lever on the wall, her fingers wrapping around it with the kind of reverence one would give a sacred relic. My breath hitched when she pulled it down, and the ceiling groaned in response, parting to let in the ominous glow of the sun. But it wasn't the warm, golden light of hope—it was fractured, darkened by the shadow of the Solar Eclipse. The world outside had fallen into an eerie twilight, casting elongated shadows that danced across the stone floor like ghosts mourning their inevitable fate.

"I Serenity Sage Nightshade, accept Ares Jayden Morningstar and Aryan James Morningstar as my mates and my Alphas." "I Ares Jayden Morningstar and, Aryan James Morningstar accept Serenity Sage Nightshade as our mate and our Luna", Ares and Ayran say together. After I accept the twins as my mates, i finally feel whole for the first time ever. Ares and Ayran have pulled me to my feet and both of them are hugging me. I feel content and safe in their arms. That feeling was short lived though, as I started getting a migraine and I dropped to my knees holding my head. As the pressure increases, I can hear voices far away calling my name. Before the premonition hits me, I hear Brie yelling that I'm

“During those first few years of peace.” Aris smiles down at where Ryan and Aviva are resting in the sunken living room with Nora and her mate, laughing at something Aviva said, and as the sun blots over his wrists, I see his Shadowsynger bracelets illuminate, every gem swirling with the full brunt of his gifts. Our gifts. He seems so happy when he looks at Posey, his eyes darkening with the same heavy emotion I know so well from years of looking at Ella and Kenna, the stars I’ve orbited around since my late twenties.

“Our victory belongs to every heart.” Torin raised his staff. “We witnessed the prophecy fulfilled, the shadow unmade. It is our honor to bestow a new title upon our Luna.” He nodded to two apprentices who bore forward a cloak of deep midnight blue embroidered with swirling flames in silver and sunrise gold. “Alara Bloodwulf, Light of the Dawn, Keeper of the Heartfire.” Alara’s breath shivered as Ezra lifted the cloak and settled it on her shoulders. Applause thundered through the hall, echoing off vaults. She caught Cassian’s gaze; he mouthed, “Proud of you.”

Relief rushed through me as the prospect of a peaceful future hit me. "I won’t say thank you for your help." Arlo pointed out. "Now hold out your arm." Obeying his command, I held up my arm and took in the arcana that had one-third of it missing. "You sure you don’t want to take advantage of the remaining time?" "No." "Then I wish you the best." Lowering my gaze, I watched as Arlo stuck his nail into the end of the arcana, making it start to glow. As he spoke in a strange tongue, it began to slowly fade along with the world around me until all that was left was darkness.

He says as he pulls a package out of his bag and hands it to me. "Oh, what is it?" I remove the cloth that covers the package, it is a very old book with a blood red cover and despite the years is still in good condition. I caress the cover of the book, on it we can read the pack of the twilight. "This is a very old book, the family tree of our pack. " I opened the book, my fingers shaking. I had been wanting to know everything about this community that piques my curiosity for so long, I couldn't believe it.

Silver light cascaded from Aria’s chest. Storm sparked from Clara’s fingertips. Gold erupted down my arms. All three lights spiraling upward twisting blending aimed straight toward the vessel. Its head lifted. Its chest glowed. The core pulsed. boom boom boom A perfect three-beat rhythm. Us. Aria stepped closer to me, voice barely breath: “Ares… tell it who we are.” My breath hitched. Clara’s storm curled around her like a living shield. Aria’s silver haloed her like moonfire.

_Aria's POV_ The glowing red symbol flashed once more. My heart pounded so hard that I could hear it in my ears. For several seconds, neither Rowan nor I moved. The room seemed strangely quiet. Even the air felt heavier than before. I couldn't stop staring at the symbol. The crimson light pulsed beneath his skin like something alive. Scars weren't supposed to do that. Nothing about it looked normal. Slowly, Rowan released a long breath.