Scaramouche X Aether Novels & Stories

Blair chimes as she brings me the black and white pinstripe suit. “Huh? That would just make her look like a grandmother. Like you do,” Princess Scarlette snickers as Blair glared at her menacingly. “What did you say?!” Blair yelled. “Hey! Hey! No need to fight both are beautiful but...” I tried to stop them from fighting when I saw Cordelia at the corner of my eyes looking at something. I stepped towards Cordelia as I passed Princess Scarlette and Blair as I went to crouch in an eye-level with Cordelia and smiled.

illummino said, "Redemption scroll?, what does it do?" he asked, "Exactly what it means, it cleanses the soul of a dark creature and shows them peace, though you have only three chances to use it" aether said, "We have a plan, one that herega will not expect" illummino spoke, Jason knew straight away, "You are going to cut her connections to this realm" he said and they nodded, "Herega flaunted it in our faces without our knowledge, Marxis and derora" aether said,

Maps lay scattered across the table, but they weren’t discussing borders — not this time. “Tell me everything,” Kaelen ordered. “Every detail about this scent spell.” Lorien spoke first. “It’s called Aether’s Perfume. A high-level enchantment that twists a wolf’s senses — makes them believe they’re bonded to the caster. It’s fueled by the victim’s emotions, which means the stronger your feelings, the faster it spreads.” Kaelen clenched his fists. “So when I thought I felt desire for her—” “It wasn’t you,” Lorien finished gently. “It was the magic feeding on what you already were — love, loyalty, instinct. It twisted those until you couldn’t tell where they ended and the spell began.”

We had gotten to the entrance when someone grabbed my wrist. "You haven't settled your tab," a deep voice honed, interrupting the moment I was already drowning in with every willingness and glee. I struggled to keep my vision steady but all I could get used to were dark images in slow movement. I winked again and then again, hoping my vision clears out, but that wish didn't make it out of my thoughts. "Yes---thank you" I heard someone say, but I couldn't quite make out who. It was almost like my brain was playing games with me.

Roman When we got inside, I saw Darius the crown prince of theLycan clan, Alice his sister and Ava his mate. We had all gone to several gatherings together and were familiar with each other. Alice clung to me like a second skin. She and I had a thing once too many times and sometimes we still fuck whenever we found it convenient but right now I was not in the mood. Was it because I wasn't in the mood or was it because I had attached myself to a woman who made my wolf whimper with a strange feeling, I couldn't tell.

Lexie's POV: The warmth from the drink surged faster than I expected, like liquid fire wrapping around my nerves. My limbs felt sluggish, and Damien’s hand slipped farther along my back, his body edging in too close, the smirk on his face tightening. “Damien… stop! Stop right now!” I whispered, trying to pull away. My voice sounded far away, and muffled. He leaned in, his lips far too close to my face. “Oh, come on! An omega like you is getting the attention of not one but TWO powerful Alphas, Don’t act like you are not enjoying this…”

My gaze was drawn to the other guy next to Carter; he looks so fine with his scythe-shaped brows and sea rover-blue eyes that are noticeable even from a distance. In contrast to Carter, who was completely silent and didn't even speak, Auxel was conversing with the other guys in front of him. "Alistair Ethan Montereal. That guy is the happy pill of their group, isn't he a ray of sunshine?" When I looked at the guy he was looking at, I was immediately captivated by his soft, Irish eyes that swam with joy as he spoke to his friends. I'm vaguely familiar with him, I think I saw him somewhere. Was he the one I saw with various girls in our department all the time?

Time is luxury when death is at your tail. Serra was behind Rena and was watching their back. Rena knew these woods well and she was right, Serra could smell the familiar scent of danger everywhere. She don't know but after she embraced the power of the Ether inside her, she can now smell death. It's like all the bad smell of the world mixed into a one pungent but weirdly satisfying scent. It's a bad scent but the longer you smelled it, the more you are attracted to it. It's like a drug in all possible ways.

“Tie her to that chair. Tight.” I grunted, trying to wiggle out of their grasp. “What did Eryn tell you? I didn’t come in between them. Torren and I were lovers long before Er—” He drew a line across the table with a dagger. “I don’t care about your history, Miss Anne. Torren and Eryn were mates. You broke her. You broke her heart.” All I could think was what the hell is Eryn’s relationship with the Alpha of Westonvale? “Anne, I don’t usually touch women. It’s a sacred oath. But exceptions can be made. You’re going to give back every fucking cent you stole from Matteo. Then you can crawl back to your Alpha and play house. Else—”

Aeth growled in a dreadful tone. Raymond opened his mouth to talk. “Reject you. I could just reject you,” she said with a solemn tone, drawing a heartbreaking sound from Aeth. “Raymond. You can’t let her do that. Morrigan is still recovering. It will affect her.” “Athena, please don’t do this. Your body is still recovering from the childbirth. A rejection now will…” “I, Athena Reed, Alpha of Moonvale pack, reject you, Raymond Boone, Alpha of Silvergate, as my mate!” She snapped.