Cloud Strife Aerith Novels & Stories

"This is horrible", Arieon groaned in pain as she tried to balance the pain she was feeling at her lower back. "Just relax", Agatha told her. "Relax? That's easier said than done. I can't even rest on my back!", Arieon exclaimed.

Everything—every risk, every loss—had brought them to this pivotal moment. Yama sighed deeply before entering the room where Aerith lay confined. She was safe, but still unconscious. The accident had left her with severe injuries—far worse than Blanche’s. Unlike Blanche, there was no guarantee that Aerith would ever wake up, let alone walk again. Yama gently took Aerith’s hand, massaging it with care, as she did whenever she had free time. Only she and Blanche knew of this place; they needed to keep Aerith secure.

“I’m bribing you with the only thing I know how to make well. You want it or not?” Kade’s grin turned slow and full of something unspoken. “Yeah. I want it. I’ll put together everything—you just better not burn the damn chicken.” Aria laughed, tension uncoiling in her chest for the first time in days. “Deal.” And just like that, the storm started to shift.

Kael said nothing. He didn’t have to. The bond.....the magnetic pull pulsing through my veins was answer enough. I stumbled back, nearly losing my balance at the cliff's edge. "I can’t do this," I muttered, shaking my head, pacing again like a caged animal. "I am a Storm, Bennett.... Bennett is a Cross, I hate him, we all do." "And he is...... male." Kael reminded, The icing on the cake that made all of this utter rubbish.

Ariel had lunged forward, and in a blur of movement, she and my father collided. The impact echoed across the valley like thunder, a brutal dance of dominance and revenge now unfolding before every pair of watching eyes. Their clash was unlike anything I had ever seen. Every strike she delivered was fueled by years of agony and exile, and every counter he threw was an assertion of unshakable power. But then—something shifted. Ariel’s form began to glow with an eerie, otherworldly light. Her limbs twisted, her body bending in ways no normal shifter ever could.

Reyes says. As we say goodbye, Aolis looks at Drake and Reyes. “Please tell your clans not to hurt my sprites. They are innocent children, childlike in their ways, but they can be annoying to those who have no patience. They would never hurt you, so please, do not hurt them. They are my children and I take great offense to those who do them harm.” Drake looks at me. “Do you know what they look like?” “To me, they look like pixies.”

"Sh*t" I cursed as I reached this cliff. I move a little to see how high the place is and if there is a possible escape for me, but there is not. All I see is the wild crashing of the waves below that will surely kill me if I plan to jump. When I heard footsteps I immediately faced them. Well, looks like I am really dead. "You can't run anymore, silly girl," Michelle said in a different voice. I know this is not her anymore, she won't tell me an obvious thing if she is still here. Michelle, I am so sorry, I failed.

Grabbing her diamond purse, Qing Yue hopped out of her hover and pressed the purple button on her blouse sleeve. "Have a wonderful time, Master!" The hologram screeched robotically as the hover blinked twice and went dark. Diamond purse clutched in hand, Qing Yue smiled and walked towards the revolving glass doors. As she passed a group of four descending from their own hover, her bracelet caught in her purse. Then, an unexpected gust of wind blew and her black hair flew in her face, blinding her vision.

Aimee answers sheepishly as a shy smile forms on her lips. "If that is what Her Highness wishes," Airel responds as she curtsies at her. Aimee has managed to get used to being called with such respect. Although she wasn't comfortable at first given the time, she spent getting disrespected at the academy and being bullied by the students there. Although, every time she tried to recall the events that happened on Earth, she will only find herself blankly staring in front of her... unable to recall any clear memories. "Aether is the name of the Goddess of Wind. There is a saying that some of the Wind clan members descended directly from the Goddess herself. But no one has managed to prove that

"You are running yourself into the ground, Nyx. If you keep pushing your body like this without rest, your core will collapse before the next full moon." Aeris was the head healer of Ironclad Keep—a gentle, middle-aged woman with warm hazel eyes, silver-streaked brown hair braided neatly over her shoulder, and a gentle presence that made me feel like I wasn't an outcast for the first time since arriving at the fortress.