Aura Soul Novels & Stories

He asks Aurelia with a warning and a fact for Aurelia to think. Aurelia's physique was a bit special. She chose the Heavenly Oracle physique that could perceive the answer she sought and the truth behind the thing she was holding in her hand. This physique didn’t have much use in a fight except the ability to perceive the truth behind every movement, Whether it was a true attack or feint, she just needed to gaze at it for a bit and the truth and intention behind that movement would show it to her.

His world had narrowed to that scream and the woman who uttered it. The door to the room was open, swinging slightly as if someone, or something, had just passed through. Inside, the scene froze Cael's heart. Aurora was standing before the broken mirror, but she was not the Aurora he knew. Her body was rigid, her arms outstretched like a crucifix, and from her mouth, open in a now-silent scream, came a light of silver and black that intertwined like warring serpents. Her eyes—oh, by the ancient gods, her eyes—were pools of total darkness, but with points of silvery light that shone like dying stars.

I asked, intrigued. Closing her book, Allorah moves closer to the table. “How do I explain? You see, we beings had a body, but one that was given to us by the goddess. This is a copy of that body. And what I mean by aura is that we had this aura that glow like a hue around us, one that showed our powers,” Allorah said thinking, “The goddess explained once that this was what identified us. It would tell what role we partake on the realm.”

I could only sit back and watch everyone interacting with so much love and happines. The beautiful smell of orchids and lilies filled my nostrils. My life was beautiful. When the sun rose and the day star arose, peace and harmony ruled between both kinds and packs alike. My betrayal was the very source of my strength. I am Aurora.

"Are you ok?" Summer opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. Reaching out she grabbed Asher's shirt trying to keep herself from passing out. "Times up." She muttered just as her whole world turned dark.

With a steadying breath, Aqua placed her hands over her heart and concentrated, allowing her thoughts to drift like leaves carried on the wind. “Mom… Dad…” she whispered, her voice trembling yet resolute. “If you can hear me, please, I need you.” A tingling sensation enveloped her as the air thickened with energy, crackling around her like static electricity. The room dimmed, shadows shifting as if responding to her call. In that moment, she felt a pull—a gravitational force drawing her inward, deeper into the essence of the universe. “Let me hear you,” she urged, pouring her heart into her words. “I’m ready.”

"Anyway, are you in one of my classes?" "Yes, sir. 8:00 to 9:00 am. Mythology and Folklore," I dictated. "Oh, then you might want to tell me your name so I could recognize you in our class," he suggested. I mentally screamed with his suggestion. He just asked my name. I know it's just nothing, but he still asked my name! "My pleasure, sir. It's Aurora Lynne Lopez, but you can call me Aurora or Rora." "Or babe," I mentally said and screamed in my own craziness.

Her cheek presses into my chest as if she wants to anchor herself. “It is not just you,” I whisper into her hair,“Something inside you is waking up.” I am trying to let her know what I am sensing because I don't want her to feel that I am manipulating her feelings. I want to be very transparent and open with her... She lifts her head an inch, her lashes brushing my collarbone. “What do you mean?” Aurora is a hybrid. It explains her healing and even her hyperobservation. “A part of you is wolf. That is why you have strong healing. Why your instincts are sharper than you realize.” I slide my hand up her back and let it settle between her shoulder blades. Her skin is warm beneath my palm. “But

Leo collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air that smelled of ozone and scorched sugar. He curled into a ball, his small hands fisting into his singed peacoat, his breath coming in those wet, hitching whistles that signaled his core was cooling too fast. Kael’s waveform returned. But it wasn't blue. It was a dark, jagged obsidian—the color of a bruised galaxy. "Aria..." The voice didn't come from the speakers. It manifested directly in my bone marrow, a vibration so cold it made the copper wires in my chest contract.

Which is totally out of his comfort zone but yet he wants nothing more than to lose himself and allow someone else control everything. Little does he know that one night will have the power to change everything! Aurora has a messy past and a scandalous background, Her foster family and most of her friends have turned their back on her, and all these has made her become free spirited. She's traveller and dosen't want to be tied down, in the midst of exploring the world and her limits there's still some anger and fear that exists in her which fuels and drives her. she sets out to find a man with whom she can explore and let out some steam and then she bumps into Aldrich. He seems like an ideal