Fairy Tail Etherion Novels & Stories

"I can't believe this. You're My mate. How could you betray me like this?" "Well, since you heard everything, There's no use hiding anything from you anymore. Ethena , whatever was between us was just a lie, and I'm glad I didn't have to end up with you because you're just as worthless as everyone thinks. And as a head pack warrior, being with you will only lower my status." "Jackson don't do this.. please." I pleaded, knowing what was coming, but he barely flinched as the words left his lips. "I, Jackson Williams, reject you Ethena Woods, Daughter of Alpha George as my mate."

Three drops of something small and round made the mixture foam and lighten. “You can’t actually be serious about going. You have time to think this through.” Helion’s eyes turned dangerously bright, like the sky on a cloudless day. I could tell there was more he wanted to say to Dain. “Can’t be serious? My daughter is in there, and you know as well as I how odd it is that none of us could find their—”

It took me all night to purge the silver from his body. He was as weak as a human then, clinging to my hand. "Thank you," he'd rasped. "I'm Dorian Valkyrie." My heart stopped. I knew that name. The Prince of the Valkyrie coven. I should have run. But there was no darkness in his eyes, only a startling purity. I couldn't leave him. For the next three months, his pursuit was relentless. He bought out every rare herb from every merchant in Veridia City, just for a chance to talk to me.

" You have no idea how you looked on the road with blood all over you. That image will be burned into my head forever." His fingers tighten on my chest. For a moment, everything goes silent. They've left. I release my scent in little doses to stabilize him, and then the voice of Kieran Vale comes again, but this time from a distance. “ I know you're down there, Ethan, and I know he is with you.” The words slide towards me, “ Enjoy it while it lasts.” His voice changes as Fenir takes the reins. It's now colder and lower. “ Because when I find you…” the gate of the tunnel creaked. “ I'm not bringing you back to society,no, I'm bringing you to your crate like the dog you are, where you'll rot f

"Ha ha ha... I do have a better book for you that will fit your role as a witch." "Pass it to me quickly, please, Fèmi. I can't wait to start it." "Not so fast miss, will you offer me some new pencils in exchange ??! Ha ha ha ! Call me Captain F the bad guy from now on." "That's really mean of you, Fèmi. My poor precious pencils, owww... I'm not even going to give them back to you to do your beginner sketches with !" Shola sent with sick-looking emojis.

Try speaking to them. Igris looked at the fairies and said nervously, “H-Hi I’m Igris Cyraeneus Etherious.” “Etherious?” “Etherious?” “Etherious?” “Etherious?” “Prince Queseon can it be? After your wedding night you had a son with big brother?” “How is that possible?” Queseon looked at the nosy fairies and nodded excitedly. Igris looked at his father curiously and saw that he was smiling, something he only did when they were alone but then the sun behind his father caught his attention.

I asked, pressing my lips together to hold back a laugh. Valen feigned a wounded expression. “You don’t have to sound so doubtful. The Cidron is a proud artifact. It just… has its preferences. And now that you’re the Aether, it’ll need you.” “Need me?” I echoed, uncertain whether to be flattered or nervous. “Let’s say it’s never truly worked for anyone,” he explained. “Only… harmonized. And you’re uniquely tied to Lyria’s magic, to me. If anyone can bring it into balance, it’s you.”

"Not just anyone can breach the spell crafted by the Witch Queen, especially one she surrendered her powers to create." "She was but a shell I nurtured with dark magic over the decades. Even then, it took her over a century to muster the strength necessary to attempt this feat." Vex'karoth's expression twists into one of contemptuous amusement. "It wouldn't have taken nearly as long if you had succeeded in locating the child I commanded you to find—the one overflowing with an inexhaustible reservoir of ether, a power that only the gods should possess. "That child holds a power that rivals the gods themselves, a true anomaly among mortals. An endless supply of ether is an impossibility for mo

Selene breathed, her voice trembling with both relief and longing. The god of night, her most trusted attendant, and the forbidden lover she had never fully let go of, now stood before her, inhabiting another vessel—Ethan’s body. The mortal’s form bent and shifted under his divine control, his muscles taut with the strain of containing such vast power. But Nyktorion made no sound of struggle. He had carried her secrets, her sins, for ages. What was one more? “You chose her,” Nyktorion said, stepping closer. His voice was Ethan’s, but the cadence was all his own. “Fiona of the mortal line. You marked her womb with your essence. You let me enter her bed to ensure life would quicken.”

He replied lightly, "You must be so angry, huh? Listen up. My name is Ether Federer, and I was one of the members of the Forgotten Valley. Do you remember how your father took all of us out? We were left with no choice but to run for our lives! Our master could not take it mid-way and died! I was going to avenge him one of these days, but his son's lover just fell into my lap… "This must be fate. I'm going to take your lover from you and send your brains to the Elysium Gate on a platter. Darryl made me lose my master, and now I shall make him bear the loss of a loved one too." Toward the end, Ether's expression was nothing but murderous. To tell the truth, he had been quite wary when he foun