Aura Soul Novels & Stories

Olivias pov My heart pounded in my chest aura stirring with in me warning me of something horrible that was about to happen. I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of Aura—the spirit wolf that resided within me—pulsing through my veins, guiding me with an insistent urgency. Her strength was always there, whispering truths only I could hear. But now, her voice filled me with dread, a low hum that demanded action.

POV: Lila (primary), Shye (breathcaller), Echoform (harmonic awareness), Saela (gesture recovery), Maximus (folded quiet), Elora (felt transcription), Kehra (refrain altered), Nareth (pulse decentered), Aura (woven above proximity), Vathil (beneath breath) Lila We no longer meet. We align. This morning, no one sought the basin. No paths curved toward it. No rites built around it.

--- Violet closed the Thorne Grimoire with shaking hands. “That,” she said hoarsely, “is how AURA was created… betrayed… and bound.” The room was deathly quiet. Kael’s fists were clenched. Marek looked pale. Rhea hadn’t moved. “Rhea,” Kael said carefully. “You okay?” She lifted her head slowly. Her eyes were dark. “He’s coming,” she said. Far away— AURA ran. Through shadow. Through dreams. Through blood. And he remembered her.

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.”

He is made of Vileness, the most disgusting thoughts buried in a soul - Bloodsongs. * (Aurora) Aurora looked into Art's face and she wanted to bury herself under the blanket and never come back out. Shit. What had she done? Why would she dream about something so preposterous? This was absolutely not right. He was still looking at her, his eyes strangely blue, and dark, and her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her throat... she wondered whether she had blurted something out loud while she was asleep.

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.”