Cloud Strife Aerith Novels & Stories

she reveal and pick at the flowers as they pass through “the only person that might prevent this desire of yours is Claire and so also my desire, we can both work together and bring her down, what do you think?” she asked her innocent smile gone and sinister look took over her expression “Of all the seven princesses of Aither you seems to be the least with less power, why should I trust you and team up?” “Seems like Miss. Eris memory’s is not a great one” she said in a laughter and Eris puckered her brows

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

Aeris screamed and Declan felt like switching sides with her immediately so he'll feel the pain instead of her. He caught something from his peripheral vision causing him to look towards the window. Luna Athena.. She came.. In her ravishing grace and glory and she was in a war with Tharros. "Ahhhh" Aeris screamed again, her face squeezing up in pains. "Sorry" Declan tried to sooth her but he couldn't. Declan looked from Aeris to the ongoing fight through the window and back to Aeris. For an extra hour the fight went on, and so did Aeris's delivery.

Silver light cascaded from Aria’s chest. Storm sparked from Clara’s fingertips. Gold erupted down my arms. All three lights spiraling upward twisting blending aimed straight toward the vessel. Its head lifted. Its chest glowed. The core pulsed. boom boom boom A perfect three-beat rhythm. Us. Aria stepped closer to me, voice barely breath: “Ares… tell it who we are.” My breath hitched. Clara’s storm curled around her like a living shield. Aria’s silver haloed her like moonfire.

The cold wind whipped through the barren landscape as Asha and Darian trudged forward, the snow beneath their boots crunching with every step. Their breath misted in the freezing air, and the shadows of the Greywatch Spire loomed behind them, a dark silhouette against the starless sky. The sounds of pursuit—the growls of Blood Pact Beasts, the shouts of the royal guard—faded into the distance, but Asha knew it wouldn’t last. They had only just begun their flight, and the storm was far from over.

The summer rain came without warning. Asher and Carter stood outside the door, drenched by the pouring rain. "Dad?" Carter's voice carried endless panic. "Has Mom really abandoned us?" Asher closed his eyes. His heart was already bleeding. He knew he could no longer deceive his son or himself. Winona truly did not want them anymore. … The next morning, Winona arrived at Julian's door early. The moment the door opened, Yara flew into her arms, clinging tightly and refusing to let go.

Chapter Three: The Bond "I am afraid you have me confused with someone else, Alpha." My voice did not shake. Ten years with Thane had taught me that much—never let them see you bleed, especially when they were the ones holding the knife poised at your throat. Zephyr's laugh was razors wrapped in silk, sharp enough to cut. "Really? That is the pathetic game you want to play with me? Denial?"

“Don’t worry about how well you carve the lines. Consider it an exchange of pack knowledge.” “Chloe Hurst!” Noah roared, his throat vibrating with a suppressed warning rumble. He could see through her cruel game, knowing she was trying to drag me to the middle of the pavilion to turn me into a laughingstock for the entire regional territory.

I hold up my glass, "To our little fighter!" "To Aria," Merrick raises his glass. Jory is the last to raise his, "To Aria, our beautiful little fighter!"

Leia told him. Emily was trembling. Her face darkened. She was gasping for air as she blabbed some words the two couldn’t understand. Thunder started to clap, and birds started chirping as the rain poured in a bit. Mysterious sounds were intensifying; the hunters and rouges were whimpering. The moon disappears "Monitus ut interfaces inclement." (Warning: ruthless killing) Emily said it repeatedly until she felt her body weaken and something in her womb kicked in. She was panting and gasping for air as the light surrounding her body disappeared.