Novel & Cerita Indigo Aura

I chuckled softly as she said that. "Mr. Troy nice to meet you again," "Same here," we exchanged handshake. "Miss Aurora is recovering fast, she should be able to resume work next week," "You did well Miss. Let me give you a little something," "You don't need to," "Of course, I do," I gave her some money on purpose to make Aura jealous. "This is too much sir," "It's nothing, take it," "Thank you so much for this. I should be on my way now."

Lightning flashed across the heavens, and thunder answered with a deafening roar that shook the very ground. Aria stood motionless amid the wreckage. Her hair, once soft and dark as midnight, had transformed into a luminous grayish white that glowed faintly, as if moonlight itself had been woven into every strand. Her eyes no longer appeared human; they burned with an intense white light. They were brilliant, ancient, beautiful, and utterly terrifying.

The word 'them' was almost whispered conspiratorially as if he was afraid that someone would hear them. "Them?" Xavier echoed and it was then that Erica finally started seeing the familiar blackish-brown auras around the two Elders. She swallowed back her nervousness as she tried to remember what each aura or mixture of them meant. "A black aura, which is highly rare entails dark energy. You should know that a black aura is acquired when a person has lowered himself to such low levels of treachery and vicious deeds that there is no way back, no redemption. And brown follows black, denoting selfish motives and selfish nature of that person." Elias' words came back to her, loud and clear.

Indigo added some logic to her words just to cool Nora before she could make any drastic move, “But my lady, if they mated, then as prophecy, the spirit of dragon would be made the flames shower. Our crown prince’s dragon is white and blue. So it would shower blue or white flames. Nothing happened ever like that.” “What are you blabbering, Indy?” Nora was furious knowing the fact that what might have happened between Dev and Akshara. Indigo continued, “I heard from my grandmother that when our queen and king mated, it was a golden shower from the sky since our king was a golden dragon. I am sure, they are not.” she pointed to Akshara. “They aren’t mated yet, then she is just provoking me. I

Here, the rain actually washed things clean. ​"Damian," I called out from the terrace. ​He appeared from the small cellar we’d converted into a workspace. He was wearing a linen shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms that were now corded with the labor of restoration rather than the tension of the boardroom. He looked at me, and for the first time, his eyes weren't scanning for a threat. They were simply seeing me. ​"The indigo arrived," he said, holding up a small glass jar. "From a supplier in Florence. It’s pure, Aara. No synthetic additives."

Roderick shifted back and walked over to the rouge holding the little girl and snatched roughly out of his jaws, taking her flesh as he did, not caring she was crying and in agony. Within seconds my aura engulfed me and then slammed out of me. I howled with the enormous amount of engery and emotion it dispersed itself with. I was glowing and everything was glowing around me too forcing those in front of me to shift back into their human. My aura was a bold green the colour of life on this earth meaning I had be reborn into this body waiting for him to grow up and awaken me.

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

he muttered to himself. Dave scrolled through Aurora's photos one by one. Apart from being fashionable, her photogenic face made her look perfect in every photoshoot. From any angle, she looked stunning. All the products she endorsed looked classy, although some of them were clearly high-end brands he recognized. Dave's smile appeared instantly when he saw Aurora's post from three days ago, a silhouette photo of Aurora against a sunset backdrop at Watu Kodok Beach, captured by her with the caption "With him."

The blue flame spurted from Bernard’s hand was a beautiful shade of pastel blue, a shade darker than the morning sky. Aura. The purest form of werewolf's power was the implementation of long years of practice. Not every werewolf is blessed with this ability. Every shifter has his own unique aura, the core of his powers and existence. But not everyone could materialize it like Bernard. Bernard was the second person that Ophelia met who had such strength, the first was her father. His aura unlike Bernard was a pretty shade of lilac purple resembling the color of his eyes. She could count the few times she saw her father use his aura and it was always nothing but a warm flame at the tips of her

A cataclysmic burst of aura dawned in the center of the horde. Rain's spine clench in terror. The hair on her body stood straight when she noticed the abrupt spike in temperature. Her forehead drenched in sweat when she bathed in the thick miasma oozing out of Creed's skin. The corrosive aura of chaos, fanned giant ripples in her circadian rhythms. The sword in the Creed's arms rolled faster than eyes could see. Uncountable streaks of lightning stretched across the field.