Fairy Tail Etherion Novels & Stories

"Aww. Thanks a bunch! As I was saying .... this shorter yet more muscular guy with ash colored hair is Matthew Afron. He's a selkie ....." "Alright," Seth said. "I'm going to need this explained to me like I'm stupid. You said it all made sense. How does a selkie being mated to Dhara make sense? She has the earth element. Why don't they have fairy mates from their own elements? Why Fiona's warriors?"

Ether came to sit in a chair in front of the desk just on the other side of the glass line in the floorboard, "The power I got off that memory deserves not just this assistance but four others. You may even see a new, possibly nicer Brikov." There was a knock and as the door opened Brikov's body hit the ground with a loud thud. Fallon and Noel came in. He closed the door behind him. Fallon came through the barrier with Noel depositing her in my lap. He went over and took care of Blair's hands while he leaning on the desk. "He saw Ace leaving his ex-leaders quarters." Blair started "No, it's his twin," Ether spoke, "Vero, he is gifted like Carden and Blake. Ace was thrown out when he was litt

Aetherion's look grew gloomy. "There's only one way out," he declared. "There is only one cost." When he raised his hand, his palm began to glow golden. There was a peculiar power in the air. It was recognisable. Similar to the cycle's inherent energy. I was aware of it before he said a word. "This world is yours to liberate," Aetherion declared. "However, you will vanish in the process." Like a razor, the words struck me. Lost. Deleted. No future.

The room went deathly quiet. Elias broke first. "It's bonkers," he said, voice cracking, the spiral I recognized in him beginning its ascent. "This is completely insane. We watched him die, Vaelor. We were standing right there. He came apart — there was nothing left, there was nothing — and Zafer doesn't even look like him. He's a Zephyrian. A different clan entirely. He has a tail. Lirian was a citadel Zephyrian; he had none of that. How does one clan become—" "The Aether makes new," I said quietly.

Even exchanging them for points would bring the sum to an astronomical figure. “A few more ingredients…” Finally, Zephyr had gathered all the ingredients he needed for making an elixir he sorely needed — the Lunar Serpent elixir. The elixir would not only nourish him but also help him increase his true energy. He had guessed that Ethan would make a move on him soon and he would need the help of the Lunar Serpent elixir to help him level up faster.

A fierce battle ensued, with both sides casting powerful spells and fighting with all their might. But then, Kira stepped forward. She held the crystal in her hand and began to chant. Slowly, the crystal began to glow, and Ethero's magic started to drain. The battle became easier as Ethero's magic weakened, and soon, he was on his knees, unable to fight back. Tangerine stepped forward, holding her wand at his throat. "Any last words?" she asked. Ethero looked up at her, his eyes filled with hatred. "I'll be back," he hissed. "You haven't seen the last of me."

Prince Caspian was the first to approach me and lend my hand a kiss. “Miss Clara, I am beyond delighted that you shall be returning to your business and estate. I might have made a few adjustments but I am sure Fiona will update you all on it.” “I am sorry. Fiona? Who is this Fiona?” I asked him. “She is your head maid. She is one of my maids in my estate but I decided to give her to you. She is trustworthy and very diligent. You will absolutely adore her and love her around your house!” “I shall trust your words, your highness,” I chuckled, not try to show my discomfort.

Aetherion stepped forward, his violet eyes wide with something between awe and concern. “You’ve surpassed every prediction,” he murmured. “Even I didn’t anticipate this speed of control.” “Then help us,” I said sharply. “We don’t have time for lectures.” He nodded, lifting his hands. Dark energy rippled around him, but this time, it wasn’t hostile. He formed a barrier around the fissure, holding back the black tide rising from below. The Creator hissed, slamming one massive shadow hand into Aetherion’s barrier. “Your allies cannot save her. She belongs to me!”

It turned out Ethan was Seleria’s reincarnation. The thought of Lucian getting a second chance at happiness—while she drowned in the agony of losing her mate—made her blood boil. He was healing. “It’s ready,” Enis finally said one moonless night, as the vat trembled and the ground beneath them cracked. “He’s waking.” Zoraya’s heart raced. “What do I do?” “Stand back,” the witch warned, stepping closer. “And remember—he will not be the same. He will rise with little memory of who he was… mostly the darker parts. It will make him hungry and powerful.”

“But not because he was cruel. Valarieth was… arrogant. Magnificent. He radiated power, but he never turned wicked. He never used his strength to destroy. He was respected. Loved. Myth says he was closest to the Supreme One.” “Then what happened to him?” Lucian asked, voice quiet. “He fell in love.” That made the room still. “With who?” Dorian asked, his arm brushing Kai’s. “A human-vampire hybrid,” Kairis replied, her voice dropping. “A rare one. A male named Zethrial.” Elias’s chest tightened.