Gaia Uranus Novels & Stories

The Next few Hours Gaia was standing on the edge of the cliff, facing the direction that's heading to where the Lycan Blood's land is located. She was looking fierce, in her combat suit and warrior headdress she's wearing, which symbolizes their kingdom's strength. She is Gaia. She's the earth guardian. And now...these Lycans would taste her wrath. Gaia then began to close her eyes and clasped both hands as if praying. She was concentrating. The wind began to blow on her face as she began to harness the earth energy that she needed for this retaliation she wanted. " This globe...This sphere...hear me land and soil beneath. Let my wrath be poured unto them, " Gaia whispered.

She could have kept it short and brief, but females would be females, always being excessive in everything. So, the cure was in Uranus? They had just talked about that place a few hours ago. Rojan had gone after the cure with Bernice? Undertaking that mission alone would be tasking, then saddling himself with her was a major drawback. Uranus was an aloof planet amortals had no real interest in, so there was not much known about it apart from its never-ending nights and freezing temperatures. He hoped they could make it back in time and most importantly, bring back the cure.

Gaia looked at her granddaughters and shouted at her husband, "You old fool let my granddaughters go or know my wrath!" "Or know my wrath," Uranus mimicked in a high-pitched voice. "Flower, you need to learn a new threat."

It took a while for the world to recover from such a massive catastrophe, but it managed to move on because of one thing: magic. The world that self-destructed was found out to be Gaia, which according to the elves, was a world that was always in a state of chaos anyway because it was too full of magic. Before the implosion, there were only the barest traces of magic on Earth. Researchers suspect that's why Earth still managed to retain most of its physical structure and the changes to the planet were mostly surface-level (like the continents breaking apart, but the planet itself remaining whole). They say that the magic from Gaia flooded to Earth when the first rips appeared, and managed to

How can they be alike in so many places? You're just like him – Amaris's eyes in the dark had a blank solitude, but quickly regained their seriousness to do something more important. Brawen, of course, also did not say that because small and Juventus are one. In the sky, the clouds in the night still follow the wind, gently drifting towards the horizon. The inside of Uranus's fortress looked peaceful on the outside, but in reality, chaos was about to happen. Under Amaris's summoning order to the central district, even though none of them understood what was going on, since that order came from a pure lineage, even a paradox would become the truth.

Up became down, and the air grew thick with the scent of ozone and ancient soil. At the very center of the world hung a single, pulsating seed. It was the size of a human heart, suspended in a web of golden nerves. It wasn't glowing with the violet of the Architects or the red of the Logic. It was glowing with a pure, blinding green. "The Gaia-Kernel," Elara whispered, her eyes filling with tears. "The original backup." But as Jax stepped forward to take it, a shadow detached itself from the ceiling. It wasn't a machine. It wasn't an Architect. It was a man—or what was left of one. He wore the tattered remains of a Guardian’s uniform, but his face was a mask of silver liquid, and his eyes we

They created a pleasant weight in his hands, and Sebastian absolutely loved how she whimpered when he showed them his attention. Gaia’s lily-white skin was perfection, without a blemish or scar. The only marking she had, was a tattoo of a lotus flower nestled between her shoulder blades, upwards near the back of her neck. Its coloring nearly matched her dyed hair. Normally, a female with unnatural hair color would never attract him, but the soft pink shade suited her. Gaia was Sebastian’s lovely little nymph. Her parents had named her well. This small, slender human had brought him, the great Sebastian, to his knees. A fact that Quintus wouldn't soon let him forget.

I ask, pointing at the smoky substance. “That is Gaia’s darkness. Her power. Asteria has one similar, but Asteria is more powerful. Watch.” I look at her in fascination. As the darkness slithers back down to her fingertips as Gaia chants something and directs the darkness around the room and I shiver as images play out for us all to see. Bethany looks on in shock. Like she is in a trance.

I giggle glancing up at him whilst teasing the way my parents received his presence. "P-Please forgive her disrespect, we shall discipline her accordingly. She tends to forget her place most times. Come here, Theia." My mother bends further, her scorching glare set free to strike me as my eyes broaden and I gulp to my mother's soaring wrath. Phobos laughs inaudibly whilst ruffling my hair with playfulness. "Alpha Uranus. Luna Gaia." He greets them with a curt nod delivered to each. "It is alright, I quite enjoy your female's company. You are raising her well."

"We were fighting for our son!" "Your son is a mutation," Gaia countered, a wave of heat radiating from her form. "He is the result of a century of interference. He is the 'Seed' that will eventually consume the planet's resources to build another Aether. I am here to ensure the garden is cleared before the bloom." Gaia raised a hand, and the floor of the ocean itself began to rise. Stone pillars erupted like jagged teeth, pinning the displacement pod and trapping them in a cage of cooling lava.