Indigo Aura Novels & Stories

Lila’s POV Hazel instantly knelt to the ground and bowed her head low in respect to the guardian. The rest of us did the same. The guardian, Aura, scanned us with her beautiful blue eyes with an expression unreadable, yet filled with serenity. She was beautiful and fierce at the same time; it was almost intimidating and difficult to look at her for an extended period of time. “Guardian of Earth, thank you for coming,” Hazel said, speaking in a tone that was low and direct. “You have summoned, we have come,” Aura said, looking down at Hazel. “Tell me, daughter. Why have you summoned—” Her voice broke off and she looked off in the distance at nothing particular, as if something had just called

Erina remembered everything clearly and why she was facing her problem at the present time. "You need to become his wife, earn his trust, and bear his child. That's our main key to avenging our entire kind, to put their clan in a deep curse," Aurora said, her eyes gleaming with hatred and vengeance. Erina, Aurora's daughter listened carefully while watching Aurora in her all-black dress in front of the big pot of boiling water as she stirred it with a long stick for her potions. She saw her reflection in the pink bubbly water. The soft waves of her hair cascaded beautifully making her face look smaller. The freckles dotted the bridge of her nose and almost faded to her cheeks. Her almond-sha

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

“It’s just a pot. The department store isn’t going anywhere. We can buy one anytime. But if we miss this, it’s gone forever! Isn’t a camera way more romantic than a pot? “Oh, right. I checked our joint account earlier, and there was still some money left, so I bought plane tickets. Hurry and pack your bags! We’re taking the new camera to Iceland tonight to chase the northern lights!” I didn’t say anything. I just set the grocery bags down. Then, I quietly pulled out my phone and opened our joint savings account. Our balance was 41 cents. It wasn’t even enough for us to pay this month’s water bill. Meanwhile, Cole’s excited voice kept going beside me. “Babe, listen. This camera has incredible

Although immortals could easily change their appearance, it was difficult to do the same to their immortal consciousness and aura. “Let’s go. We need to conceal our auras first.” Aria transmitted to Andrius. Then, the two went to a hidden location. “Here.” Aria took a small bottle from her storage ring and handed it to Andrius. Andrius opened it and saw a drop of thick, blood-like liquid inside it that exuded a strange aura seemingly capable of confusing minds.

“We do not know what waits for us here.” Aria nodded, letting her energy flow outward, forming a faint silver aura that shimmered in the dim light. It was both a shield and a beacon, feeding her courage, yet drawing the attention of whatever watched them from the peaks. She could feel it—ancient, patient, its hunger buried deep in the bones of the mountains.

I scrambled out of the car, my eyes darting back and forth. The park was empty. I was too late. Romeo and his friends had left. Huffing, my hands fisted by the side of my body and I wanted to scream in frustration. Standing next to the dog park, I closed my eyes and chanted a tracing spell. Slowly, six different auras started to appear in front of me; red, black, orange, blue, purple and green. I opened my eyes and walked towards where the aura was the strongest, next to a cafe by the park.

"It’s supposed to be a mass-mend for battlefield injuries. If I compress it… if I focus it entirely on a single target… it should be enough to jump-start a dying core." He took a deep breath, trying to ignore the gnawing, cold ache in his gut. He thought of Lila—her pale, sunken cheeks, the way her hand felt like parchment in his own. "For you, Lila," he whispered. He started the incantation. The air in the room grew heavy, the ozone tang spiking sharply. His mana began to pool in his chest, a swirling, chaotic vortex that felt far larger than he had ever experienced. "Too much," he hissed, his muscles tensing. "Slow it down. Pull it back."

has them channeling into the wards, their energies flaring as they reinforce the sanctuary’s defenses. I stand at the chamber’s edge, my crescent mark pulsing, and let my new sight unfold. Auras pulse in rhythm with the Hollow’s heartbeat—Kael’s earthy green, Lysa’s shimmering violet, Renn’s jittery blue, Cassia’s blazing crimson. Sylvara’s jade-green aura weaves through them all, guiding the calibration. I scan for anomalies, a shadow that doesn’t belong, like the keystone’s taint.

I opened the door and the sight before me almost made me throw up, I felt weak in the knees as my head could only voice her name, “Indigo?” NOTE: The Luna Aurora didn't speak, she is mute so she uses sign language to communicate with people. She can hear and understand what everyone is saying, she can also read their lips but she can't utter a single word.