Tartaglia X Aether Novels & Stories

"While Thorne holds the phantom fleet at the edge of the horizon, making noise and looking terrifying, a small team slips under the Titan’s Gate." Thorne stroked his beard, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. "A sleight of hand. I like it. But the Titan’s Gate isn’t just a chain. It’s an Aether-net. Anything with a magical signature that passes under it triggers an alarm." "Which is why the infiltration team will have zero magical signatures," Tristan said. He looked at his own hands. "I am currently empty. A complete void. I won't register." "And I won't be using magic," Saoirse said firmly, catching Tristan’s eye.

The alpha-tether wrapped around my spine was pulling taut, vibrating with the sudden, immense kinetic energy of the beast who was grounding us from the deep sea. “I... am... with you... Zora,” Dante’s mechanical frequency erupted within my skull, a deep, concrete-shattering rumble that ran through the entire shipyard's framework. The water in the wet docks began to violently churn and boil with a dark, royal-purple radiance, a massive, sub-surface current rising up from the trench to lift the hull of the Aethelgard Tyrant completely out of its cradle before the cartel could cut the lines.

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.

The booming sounds from the Silvergrove Mortars continued to echo, serving as the backdrop for the important explanation that was about to begin. Serel, the young alchemist and my trusted confidant, was now taking Hessel’s place this afternoon. She stepped forward with a scroll in her hand. Her wavy hair was braided into two ponytails, and her sharp eyes showed great dedication despite her young age. “Alpha King, Luna Lyara,” she said, bowing respectfully, “the potion we call Aetherial Ward has undergone fifteen laboratory tests and three limited field tests. Its composition is based on lunar magic binders and mid-level curse breakers.”

It clicked open. Inside: brittle scrolls, carved stone tablets, faded ink that smelled faintly of dust and time. We read fast. The Aetherheart Shard was forged during the Great War of Aetherfall — a war fought many years ago between every supernatural fraction. The Primarch of that era, Kaelith Flameborn, created the Aetherheart Shard as a weapon of last resort: a crystal that could force raw elemental power into obedient, multi-element constructs — Revenants. Unlike true Primarch power, it required no special power. Anyone with sufficient mana could wield it. But it was unstable. Kaelith used it to win battles, then the revenant went mad. Before he died, he shattered the Shard and sealed th

He spoke very seriously, and his dark eyes were unusually solemn. Candice did not expect him to talk to her about this. After a pause, she suppressed the strangeness she felt in her heart and said, "So, we need to seize this opportunity?" Alex's eyelashes fluttered slightly. "Not 'we,' but 'you’,” he said casually. Candice pursed her lips. Aether was different from Burning Star. No matter what, Aether was a big player in the industry. Even if they were targeting Alex, they would still take into account Daniel Elysian's reputation.

If I refused to confess, then I was unforgivable, beyond redemption. There was a pause on the other end of the line. "Sir… that’s not it," Damon said hesitantly. "Madam has been tied up for a whole night. The oxygen tank has already run out. I’m calling to ask if we should proceed with a rescue." Silence fell over the room for a brief second. Lucian, who was always so composed, suddenly grabbed the wine bottle in front of him and smashed it against the floor. The sharp crack echoed through the room, yet it still wasn’t enough to contain his fury.

She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck the fucker that works for Alessandro's dad. Before Alessandro could pull out his gun, the fucker pulls out his own and a sudden sharp pain flows throughout my body before darkness clouds my eyes. shittttt.......... (Just to refresh your memory snake tattoo guy is the one who carried Cassandra to that torture room when she was kidnapped by Isabella)

“I think your heart already knows the answer.” A heavy silence followed, then Theo sighed deeply, as though exhaling years of buried guilt. “You’re right. I can’t ignore this any longer.” He lowered his voice to a near whisper. “I’ve decided to… seek someone who can help me find her. A sorcerer from outside the known lands. Quietly.” At his words, Matt’s eyes widened. “Alpha, no! You know the law. Sorcery is forbidden — if anyone, especially Alpha Damian, finds out—”

Back at UA I looked at the pro heroes, villains and students of MHA, Amumu & Annie were continuing to hold Mineta and Mélusine at bay suddenly we heard a voice out of the blue “Master, Tauropolos!!” suddenly I saw violet arrows hit Mélusine and Mineta then Atalanta (Alter) AKA: Nyalter landed right next to me “Atalanta Alter…” I said with a surprised tone then, Nyalter hugged me “I missed you Master” said Nyalter “I miss you to Nyalter” I said breaking the hug “Nyalter I thought you’re with Achilles?” I asked her “I was but Achilles got captured” said Nyalter “by who exactly?” again I asked her “Delta Master” said Nyalter. I looked at Nyalter nuzzling me “whoa are you alright?” I asked her “