Aura Soul Novels & Stories

– Sonny yells in his head. - I don't care about your excuses. Pay real attention to what I'm about to tell you. I, Angel Carson Brown, of the Lycan Moon Pach, reject you, Klaus Nelson Young, of the Lucan Moon Pack, as my mate. As soon as he finishes speaking, pain crushes Angel's chest, but he shifts and runs back to the packhouse without looking back.

KAI’S POINT OF VIEW. I felt the tremor in Aurora’s body under the pads of my fingers; it was a fine, violent shivering that traveled from her ribs into the palm of my hand. She was hollowed out, her spirit buckling under the weight of Denise’s lies and the judgmental, narrow-eyed glares of the Orsini vipers. She kept herself pressed to my back, her body trembling like she’d been left in an avalanche of snow on the Antarctic continent.

The scream didn’t just echo; it shattered the world. It was a sound of pure agony, of a soul tearing itself apart, of power too vast for a single body to contain. Aurelia stood amidst the ruins, her form illuminated by a blinding, silver-blue radiance that pulsed like a dying star. The ground beneath her feet cracked and splintered, spreading outward like a spiderweb of destruction. The air was thick, heavy, charged with enough energy to incinerate anything that came near.

She screamed then glared at me as if that would stop me. I tsk when she attempts to close her legs and place my shoulders in between, so she can’t close them. An electric shiver courses through her when I lower my mouth to her core, hovering but not touching. She moans when I inhale deeply despite the slight embarrassment I sense in her. Aurora's flavor is divine, reminiscent of the memory from that fateful night after I laid my wife to rest. It's a taste that lingers on the tongue, rich with layers of sweetness and depth, evoking emotions buried deep within my soul.

Caelum’s voice boomed through the apocalypse like thunder. His massive arms locked around Lyra’s waist with an unbreakable, possessive grip. His dark shadow aura exploded outward, turning his body into a living cocoon of protective night. At the exact same moment, Lyra’s Sun-Marked crest blazed with blinding white-gold fury. The dual-layered energy—shadow and solar, dark and divine—interlocked seamlessly, fueled by the pulsing, glowing Soul-Bind mark on her thigh and the matching emblem on his neck.

To my surprise, the demon laughed and the spat a black sticky substance at the soul. The black substance stopped within the soul at the area the heart used to be. The soul tried to get it out but it couldn't. I looked at the demon and it breathed in and then out. Suddenly blood started piercing out of the demons jaw and it stared directly at the place where the black substance was. It was only then I had realized the kind of demon I had summoned. This is a demon that create something in a human's soul, that little hope, that little good, and then when the humans are happy, it would squeeze down to bits what that human loved the most.

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

"He... was hot looking..." Draven’s nostrils flared. His chest tightened. Hot looking? The hell was this? "But..." Aurora swayed slightly, her eyes unfocused. "I think... I have... found... someone more... handsome..." She let out a tipsy giggle, hiccupping slightly before continuing. "Hahaha... Kael. is... not... a human... he’s a... fuck.sick. bastard." Draven’s expression darkened. The mention of Kael had already set his blood boiling, but it was her last sentence that truly caught his attention.

Ryan walked closer, slamming his fist on the counter, "Sandy!" A few moment later, a tall beautiful brunette came out of an enclosure that she hadn't noticed. The brunette had shoulder-length choppy brown hair and stunning silver eyes. It was when she got closer that Aurora noticed that they weren't silver but rather hazel with rings of gold and green around her pupils. "Ryan, sweetie! Theo has been waiting for you, he's out back," Those stunning eyes fell on her and they momentarily widened, "And who's this beauty you have here?"

Deep inside Aurora, something stirred. Something ancient. Something terrifying. And yet… Something beautiful. Her chest tightened painfully as unfamiliar emotions flooded her heart. Loneliness. Rage. Power. Grief. It felt as though another soul had been buried deep within her all this time, waiting patiently in silence. Waiting for the right moment to awaken. “Aurora…” The voice called once more. And this time— The entire forest trembled. A powerful wave of energy exploded from Aurora’s body, causing the silver mist around her to scatter violently.