Novel & Cerita Fairy Tail Aries

she said in a crack voice and without saying anything else she that storm out of his room in anger. "Arghhhhhh......" Darian groan under his breath as he hit his hand on the wall in anger passing all his aggression on the standing building he hate everything why would the moon goddess mate him with human when she knew that he has a phobia around human he hate thier smell and he hate having them close around him but Aria was different she has such a sweet scent that is pleasant to his nose he wish he can stay all day with her having her scent all around him but his will he even that when the only thing that consume him is hatred the only thing he feels like doing is to hurt her.

The queen asked warily and she even touched his face to feel his temperature. "M-Mother." He gasped. Queen Morrigan was astounded about what Amaris just called him. She stood still, trying to decipher what the boy could mean by that. But deep inside her, she's wishing her gut is true. "It's me. Aries." As soon as he said that, Queen Morrigan threw herself to him and hugged him tightly. "I knew it!" She cried. "A mother's instinct is never wrong." Aries embraced her warmly. He couldn't say anything. There's no word that can express the happiness he felt at that very moment. He gently patted her mother's back as the queen was sobbing so hard.

"Nope! I wouldn't do such a thing. Umm…A princess like me can't work, I don't want to fucking spoil my nails. Look at my hands so soft and delicate, I'm not spoiling them.' She flatly refused. This is how Aries is. She never had a preference for working hard and uncovered early on that if she looked pretty and asked nicely, she could always get her way. She never even had to participate in compulsory pack training but joined in, especially when her father threatened her or so. Ryan thought it would be a waste of a partner to make someone train with her. She always does something unless she was forced to do such a thing. So, Aries got her nails done and stayed on the sidelines to watch and co

Arienne’s POV I know that feeling. I’ve felt it before, and I never thought in a million years that I’d feel it again. I stood there, staring at this girl at the end of the hall, her long waist length brown hair in a tight braid down her back gave me a perfect view of her beauty. A little heart shaped face, and the most gorgeous pair of golden brown eyes stared back at me, wide, and confused. I was confused too, damn the Moon Goddess… What a sick sense of humor she has. Bringing me a second chance mate? Today? This was the last place I expected to meet her. I’m not ready. I don’t know if I can handle this yet. I try my best to keep my emotions at bay and not lose it in front of her. I don’t

While I was sorting out the pages, I suddenly read the name Arie, so I tried to read it out of curiosity. It was a tale about one of the twin goddesses named Arie. She was born with both the power of the sun and the moon within her, despite being the daughter of Lev, the minor god bearing the power of the sun. There were tales stating that she and Ayla were both children of Sephtis when he pretended to be Lev before he was sent to the Abyss. It is due to the fact that they both possess the insignia of the moon on their foreheads. However, she also possesses the insignia of the sun, and her appearance is clearly a replica of that of the first ruler.

Alpha Draven's brows raised. Arya only waved her hand. "I told the moon goddess I didn't like the bland black hair, so she gave me this." She grinned. Alpha Draven's brows only furrowed further, his eyes were now back to normal. "What are you?" Arya smirked. "What do you think?" He shrugged. "I don't know, some mythical creature not found in books?" Arya smiled. "I'm surely not found in books. Thanks for the compliment."

Pelin gasped, her voice trembling. The demon goddess laughed from her high throne floating mid air above the stone arena, the sound echoing like breaking glass. “The Ram charges fiercely, little flames. Do not let him turn you to ash!” Aries let out a guttural roar that vibrated into my bones. His hooves scraped the stone, sparks flying, and then he was moving. He didn’t just run; he became a blur of violence. “Watch out!” I screamed, lunging to the side. The force from Arie’s wasn’t natural. He used a ‘Fierce Charge spell’, that was like being caught in the wake of a freight train.

Liam asked, his voice shaking. “Because,” I said, turning my back on him to gather my medical bag. “I don't like it when people lie to the Moon Goddess. It makes the medicine taste bitter.” “Mommy?” A small voice chirped from the back. My heart stopped. Aries had cracked the door. He wasn't supposed to be there. He was supposed to be hidden. Liam spun around, his Alpha reflexes blurring his movement. He saw the small boy—the golden eyes, the messy dark hair that was a perfect replica of his own, the defiant tilt of the chin.

I reached out, resting my bandaged hand on the stone railing, and let my mind drift down into the heavy, thumping rhythm of the deep tether. I didn't reach for Elias this time. I followed the blue chain down, across the ocean, into the founding ground, and I bypassed the high peaks of Iron Crest. I reached for the quiet, sunlit gardens of the southern sanctuary. I found her. Aria’s presence in the deep sight was no longer the blinding, combative silver fire of a Chosen warrior. It was vast. It was an ocean at twilight—calm, deep, and impossibly ancient. At seventy-three, her physical body was fragile, requiring Zane’s constant presence, but in the grid, she was a titan.

Thanks to our bond as sire and fledgling, I could sense Ravenna's fear through the telepathic link. I tried my best to keep my thoughts to myself, knowing that Lord Darius would easily be able to read them otherwise. After what felt like an eternity but was actually a few seconds or so, Lord Darius finally spoke up again in our heads. 'The werewolf girl, Aria. What's so special about her?' He asked bluntly. Drats, he knew exactly what he was doing! I struggled to keep my thoughts about Aria to myself, but unfortunately, Ravenna wasn't as strong-willed as I was.