Aura Brushed Novels & Stories

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

I showed them into the room before excusing myself. I flew upstairs to check on Aura. When I opened the door to our room; the sight before me stopped me in my tracks. Aura stood near the bed; she was dressed in a royal blue suit, the skirt was form-fitted and stopped a couple of inches above her knee; she had a white blouse with a blue blazer over it that matched her skirt. Her hair was swept into a tight ponytail with not a strand out of place; she had finished her ensemble with black pumps. She looked beautiful; I couldn't help but stare.

He scanned the whole room. "Aurora Lynne Lopez?" he asked, making my heart raced. I quickly raised my hand. "Sir." He, then, turned to me. "Oh, there you are, Rora." He flashed me a smile, making my knees weakened. If I'm standing right now, I'll probably stumble and fall off the ground. How can his smile be so deadly? I also smiled back, making my classmates groaned. I know they think I did it again. I just ignored them and focused on our instructor instead.

Aura nodded. ***

When Ace grabbed my hand. “If you want Ice cream, we can go get some right now.” He offered with a smile. A grasp left Gabby's lips when she saw him smile. Turning my head towards her. “Is everything ok?” I asked softly. “Yes, I'm sorry Miss Lisa.” She said softly before walking away. “All of them are Weird here.” Ace said. “Even you.” I said with a smile making him chuckle then grabbed my chin. “Did I tell you that I love your smile?” He asked, rubbing his nose on mine.

Carl could see the pain in his friend’s eyes and he tried to console him and take his mind of that topic “you know, one day, your wishes are going to come through but will revenge or hurting the person who did this lessen your pain, fir the sake of your daughter move on" there was a long pause before Carl said “now, how about you tell me all about that woman of your dreams" “oh, come on, is that what we’re calling her now, her name is Amber and she is my PA.

She had gone to the bathroom to ease herself and she came out to meet someone in the doorway. “Holy Jesus! You scared me. Jeez! This loo ain’t for the gents, please.” Ava was still holding her chest and she was trying to control her breathing. “I’m so sorry. I just wanted to talk to you?” “Here?” “Uhm, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I am Bern…”

Ace ruffled the kid's blonde hair that caught a sliver of the sun, making it look golden. "He's trying to be strong for mommy, isn't that right, Rhys?" A beautiful woman with similar golden locks came to the door. She couldn't have been much older than Ace with gentle features and piercing grey eyes. Ace's lips pressed in a thin line as he stood to his feet again, "He shouldn't have to, Gabby." "I know, I know," she sighed, gesturing with a gentle smile for Ace and me to come in before softly telling her son, "go finish up your lunch."

I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm so there won't be a lot of orders. But why do I feel like he's going to ask me something weird? Crap, he better don’t do that. “Arthur, you can’t do it to a patient” I smile at him, try to convince him that I will be a bad errand type. “It’s okay, only me who knows it. Plus, I can keep a secret” he winks. “Asshole, go away!” I answer immediately. His laughter filled the room, he must be happy that he successfully teases me. What a jerk. Arthur opened the plastic bag and took out one orange from there, he slowly peeled the skin and cleaned it before handing one to me.

~Alaya No one knows how to answer my question, it seems, as it knocks them all into silence. "Fine," I mutter, folding my arms across my chest defiantly. "I want to speak to Alpha Asher." It is Death who stands, striding over to stand beside Aspen. She's the strangest looking female I have ever seen in my life. Her eyes are like a haze of smoke rippling up the side of a mountain. It curls around her pupils vividly, stealing my ability to see any sense of emotion she gives me. It's mystical. It's daunting.