Kinich X Aether Novels & Stories

, she was going to be the damned death of him. Glossary Ankhas- Currency used in Pythas Pythas- One of the numerous planes of existence, Populated by Magical Beings

The prophecy is waiting for me to fulfill, yet here we are, stuck in this constant chase of cat and mouse all because Zanicus wouldn’t let go. I have lived for centuries, jumping from one shifter to the next from generation to generation. As the first dragon ever created by the Moon Goddess, I was bestowed the precious gift of freedom. That is, I get to choose my human counterpart. I know I have chosen well each time I lived inside them, shared their thoughts, and forged a bond with them before they eventually reached the limit of their lifetime. The last one before Ava just happened to be a hybrid, or what they used to call vampire witch. She’s a strong woman, and brave. She never drank hum

Lucan reached into his coat again, and this time he brought out a small, crystal bottle. My eyes widened as I remembered the incredible Aetherpills. I still had one, tucked away in my suite. “Take these Aetherpills,” he’d said as he placed the small bottle in my hand. “They’ll restore your strength when your energy runs dry. They feed both the body and the mind even when there’s nothing left to draw from.” I grinned happily. “Thank you.” “My pleasure,” he replied in his usual composed tone, but when I looked up into his dark eyes, they still held worry. “Go join the others. The Dark Hall is opening.”

"What did you have to cut out of yourselves to sit in these obsidian chairs? Your souls? Your packs? Your memories of what it’s like to actually bleed?" ​"We gave up the primitive need for conflict," the man replied, his expression unchanging, as if Killian were a barking dog. "On Aetheris, there is no hunger. There is no biological aging. There is no war. We have reached a permanent treaty with the High Architects. We provide the stable resonance they need to power their collective hive-mind, and in exchange, we are given the keys to the stars. We are the administrators of a perfect peace."

It was against the Forgotten. “I will not serve you,” he said, his voice loud and clear. “Not anymore.” The Forgotten roared in rage, and a wave of dark energy shot out, striking Aether. He fell, his starlight fading. Cole and Lila rushed to his side, their power wrapping around him, trying to heal him. “Thank you,” Aether whispered, his eyes closing. “The Key… It’s in the Well of Origins. In the heart of the well. You have to find it… before he does.”

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

Kenji replied from a nearby holographic display, his face illuminated by the cascading data of the Metro City Stock Exchange. "The new Quinton-grade encryption is holding steady, and the 'Aether' markets are seeing record growth. We’ve finally built a city that is truly beyond the reach of the old world’s instabilities." They didn't realize that the "Aether" they were so proud of was about to become the very weapon used to destroy them. ------------------

But none of that mattered if I could not reach Aether. The dragon tilted his head a slow smile spreading across his face as he stepped closer. “I am Nyx. Elyra’s first born and Draven’s forgotten blood brother. Your son carries pieces of all of us now thanks to that fertile human womb of yours. Hand him over willingly and I may let you keep those soft thighs wrapped around me as reward.”

He kicks Josh’s side, not hard enough to kill, but hard enough to humiliate. "Look at you," Kael sneers, his lip curling in disgust. "The mighty Alpha Josh. Couldn't even protect your pack. You are useless. You brought this upon them the moment you stole what belongs to us." Josh coughs, a wet, hacking sound that sprays red across the floor. He pushes himself up slightly, his arms trembling violently. "The Aetherion..." he rasps, his voice thick with fluid. "The Aetherion was ours... long before you... thieves took it from us."

THEO I don’t know why Brooke Eastwick intrigues me. Call it morbid curiosity. She’s not my type at all. Buttoned up so tight, so prim and proper. A good girl. A brainiac. A nerd. She’s got glasses, for fuck’s sake. In normal society that probably wouldn’t seem like a big deal, but shifters typically have perfect vision; our healing abilities overcome any deterioration of eyesight. I sort of remember asking my mom about it, once, and her telling me that it was some kind of rare recessive trait that the Eastwick twins’ mom carried. That was a long time ago, though, so I don’t remember exactly. Either way, it’s weird.