Dreams Of Aether Novels & Stories

The night my mom died was the night the leader of the black werewolf and vampire - The almighty one as he's being called tried to take the life of the Elected one, so he won't be dethroned. No wonder the town was in disarray that particular night , it's quite obvious that these beings and humans can't peaceful coexist , we would continue to be their prey. My mission alongside other humans who have been victims of vampire attacks is to eradicate them all. Everyone of them including the Almighty one!!. California ... Athena's POV continued. "What in the world just happened?!" I thought staring at the book terrified. I raised my hands up to my face and looked at it , I don't have super powers r

To be honest, "I've had really vivid dreams, and I sure wish the guy was real." The look in Laura's eyes changed dramatically. "Oh my God, you've dream mated with.. with. She cast her gaze downward and smiled so softly it was barely noticeable. “What?” Now Laura was looking at Akila. Perfect match. That's the name romance author Julia Wildthorn gives it. When two people who are meant to be together can't find each other in the physical world, the more capable of the two can still reach out to the other in their dreams and provide the connection they need. If one agrees, they've found their soul mate and are now dream-mated.

Uncharted territories, cosmic riddles, and the intricate dance of destiny awaited them, ready to reveal secrets that could either fortify or fracture their bond. Niamh, rummaging through her satchel, pulled out a vial containing a swirling, luminescent liquid. "The Dreamweaver isn't easily accessible. We'll need this — Essence of the Ethereal Veil. It'll help our minds sync with the realm's frequency." Isolde, eyeing the vial cautiously, inquired, "How long will its effects last? The Dreamweave's perception of time can be... disorienting." Ezra, taking the vial and examining its contents, responded, "The Essence provides a tether, anchoring us to our reality. But we must be cautious; lingeri

The moment their hands touched, they grabbed onto each other. Ethan pulled her up the last part of the wall with ease. The sight that greeted her was breath-taking. A meadow of sparkling differently coloured trees expanded across a wide area and ended at some grandiose house in the distance. Some trees had golden leaves, some had silver leaves, some had pink leaves, some had the normal green leaves. Small shiny ruby red berry-like fruits hung off the branches of each tree. She landed on the wall and took in the sight. The meadow blended into a large blue lake that currently sparkled just as brilliantly, as it reflected the sunlight. It was like a scene out of a fantasy book. The sight overwh

She gasp and take my hand in hers and cure it immediately chanting a spell. “I was dreaming about my Ethan”, she tells dreamily making me slap her hand off my now cured one. Ethan? now who is this?, I ask her annoyed rolling my eyes. She hold her heart dramatically and gasp “he is prince of hell....., king of my dreams”, she tells blushing making me scoff. “Whatever, send this flowers now am going to sleep”, I tell her handing red roses to her. “Are you sure, these are red... made if your blood”, she asks frowning.

She gulped, thinking of all the moments of their intimacy. Athena gazed at those cosmic beings. They had a pattern that seemed so fixed and yet ever-changing, distant lights that call to every being on the planet that there is a different world outside the one where she was living, ready to inspire dreams of other worlds. They both soon forgot the cold, and the stars streaked by every so often seemed to push time along for them. Her time moved while his stayed frozen. They just kept sitting there waiting for one more, and the universe granted them another shower.

Venn knelt, eyes wide, breath held. Hundreds watched. Sirelia ascended the dais. The child was cradled in one arm. Her blade, Elara’s broken twin, was held in the other. She raised both. And the court fell silent. “This is Aether,” she said, voice strong. “Born in eclipse. Carried in the fire. Bearing the marks of moon and ash.” “She is the first to wear both without burning.” “She is not a symbol. She is not a vessel.” “She is the sword we never had. The truth they buried. The future they fear.”

In truth, she knew that the not-water and endless space was her mental representation of the aether, the source of all magic, the intangible place that witches and other supernaturals drew from when casting spells or using their powers. She had spoken with Heath of his time in the aether when Talen had turned him, and how he had encountered Delwyn there, causing her to make the journey to find Talen. She had tried to tell herself that her dream of the aether was a result of Heath’s experience, but the truth was that she knew… She knew it meant something else. Just as the other dreams had meant more. “They’re just…” She shrugged avoiding the four sets of eyes looking at her with varying expre

jason heard in his head, Aether led him to what looked like a map, except it wasn't a map, it looked like dust swirling round in different directions, jason recognized it, "Are those-" "Yes, the whole universes" aether said completing his thoughts, "So near yet so far," aether said to himself, "Do you know why you were sent to earth?" He said gesturing to a blue swirling dust that was at the far north of the map, "Because of the war?" jason replied back in a question, "Partly true, what else did your mother tell you?" He asked, "Mother?, I lived with my aunt, not mother," jason replied puzzled,

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.