Scaramouche X Aether Novels & Stories

The hybrid energy hit him hard enough to make him stagger back with a hiss releasing me. I ran past him my robe flying open again my plump ass and thick thighs moving as fast as they could toward the sound of my son. The chamber door was barred but I threw my weight against it my soft body slamming into the wood until it gave way with a crack. Aether lay in a reinforced cradle glowing faintly his tiny mixed scales flickering as two guards moved toward him. “No!” I screamed charging forward with surprising speed. My heavy breasts swung wildly my round belly leading the way as I grabbed the nearest guard and unleashed another burst of power. The hybrid magic flared bright and uncontrolled knoc

"I saw it. The purple tint...it looks like a scar that won't heal. It makes me wonder if the rumors are true. Is she a gifted? The last one showed up over a thousand years ago." "Shhh...keep your voice down." "Sorry...but is she?" James' voice was lower now. "I'm not sure," the other guard answered. "but according to the prophecy, that purple scar is the mark of the goddess. The shewolf who possesses it is a force no one can control." He paused. "Whoever claims her, whoever anchors her power..." His next words sent a chill down Linessa's spine. "Will be the Alpha of Alphas."

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

Aimee answers sheepishly as a shy smile forms on her lips. "If that is what Her Highness wishes," Airel responds as she curtsies at her. Aimee has managed to get used to being called with such respect. Although she wasn't comfortable at first given the time, she spent getting disrespected at the academy and being bullied by the students there. Although, every time she tried to recall the events that happened on Earth, she will only find herself blankly staring in front of her... unable to recall any clear memories. "Aether is the name of the Goddess of Wind. There is a saying that some of the Wind clan members descended directly from the Goddess herself. But no one has managed to prove that

It works with the purest intentions and hearts without guile. Evanora was not of pure intentions. Greed, resentment, selfishness and vanities were all embedded in her heart. Whilst she continued her chants, the sky thundered with great thunder. The earth shook in tremor, Mount Prizm quaked and Evanora fell with a great thud. She shrieked and she screamed with a loud cry as she tumbled down the base of the mount. While she fell to her death, the Umbra Stone lifted itself. It floated in the air and slowly descended towards the base of the mount.

Scout Victor exclaimed. "I can't believe how childish Ethan is. He even involves personal feelings for things like this, huh?" snorted Cora irritably. "Alpha Ethan thinks you'll betray and return to the Blood Moon Pack. He thinks you're hooking up with Alpha Dave again," said Scout Victor deliberately, provoking Cora. Victor's words made Cora's anger start to peak. However, she tried to hold back and not show it to Victor. She said goodbye as soon as she finished talking to Victor.

This is not the day to give up. Like a flash, I raked every ounce of his resolve, and then launched myself forward, sending out a final, devastating blow that sent Dolcie crashing to the ground like a beggar. As the dust that filled the air arrogantly settled, I got up on my feet, standing victorious, my chest banged with hard breath. The fight was over, but this day would never be forgotten so quickly. It would forever be remembered by the onlookers who witnessed this day that I, Amanda the scentless wolf defeated the daughter of an Alpha.

I could feel their eyes upon me, some filled with curiosity, others with lust. "You're nothing but a tool, Kaidaira," Zerek's venomous words echoed in my mind, a painful reminder of my past. His scornful gaze, his biting tone, still lingered within me, a festering wound. "You'll never be worthy of love." I pushed the memory away, focusing on the present. The music began, its melancholic melody weaving a spell of longing and sorrow. I closed my eyes, letting its rhythm guide me. The maiden dance, once a sacred ritual to honor the moon goddess, now felt like a test of survival.

The Queen nodded in satisfaction and stepped aside, revealing a Prince who never ceases to take my breath away. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to stand erect with my chin raised proudly, then I looked into his honeysuckle eyes, and swallowed. “I, River Scarrow, reject you, Densmore Rutherford, as my mate.” Immediately I stated that I felt a different type of heat. One that felt destructive and surgical. “Do you accept?” I muttered. The entire hall went silent again as all eyes turned to Densmore. His deep sunken eyes seemed to hold conflict as his lips pressed together. I held my breath, a sliver of me wishing he’d say no but then he nodded his approval.

"Damien Buchanan is a friend of mine and I'll tolerate no disrespect toward him. Damien forgives the bad manners of my footman he's new here." "It's forgotten. He's bold… and protective of you." He extended a hand and Alexander would have gladly let his hand hang there except he saw the warning look Athena gave him. "You sent for me Athena." He tried to ignore Damien. "You call her by name?" Damien arched a brow. "I'm not just a footman, I'm here on behalf of the blue moon pack's Alpha, and I'm her mate." He hissed. "Leave us." Athena said.