Thoma X Aether Novels & Stories

Steady beside me. He stood at the edge of the iron catwalk his eye tracking the small blue fractals drifting through the green Aether. The charcoal runes on his neck had cooled into a resting pattern. His left eye remained wide maintaining our mental link. "The Architects designed their grids to contain the Aether. We haven't just reinforced our walls; we've turned the cage into armor."

“The Aetherheart Shard. Cassian mentioned it before we fought the water revenant. What do you know about it?” Thorne looked away. His voice was rough, like the words had been stuck in his throat for too long. “The Aetherheart Shard was during the Great War of Aetherfall. Long ago. It was guarded by the village high guard.” He swallowed. “Veyra is the only one with access to it now. I’m sorry, but I don’t know much about it.” He turned and walked to a small stone shed behind the house, just a brought out a chest. He knelt, opening the chest to get an iron key, and handed it to Scott.

In the heart of the cosmic tempest, Sasha felt a shiver, a resonance echoing in her very essence. Alec tightened his grip, sensing the tension in the celestial currents. "Sasha," Alec's voice cut through the cosmic murmurs, "something is amiss. The very fabric of the Nexus quivers." Sasha gazed into the swirling darkness, where Verathos stirred. Shadows whispered ancient secrets, a language unknown to mortal ears. Verathos, the cosmic embodiment of forgotten truths, spoke in riddles. "Guardians of Love, your journey nears the crucible. The celestial dance demands a sacrifice."

Nazrene said, Tina scoffed impatiently at the unwanted question, but answered anyway, "Aether...is the fifth element, a bright, untainted atmosphere of the higher dimensions. Aer is the elements of reality...air, fire, earth, water...Look, can you just tell me what to do without all this... talking?" "Currently, you are Aether. You need to connect with Aer. It has gravitas, weight, it's what you need to wield to create a physical body of your own liking." Nazrene explained.

I stretched my legs and a moan escaped my lips due to how comfortable it felt. I immediately covered my mouth in embarrassment and peeked at Sebastian who soon released a loud chuckle, making me blush in embarrassment. Taking a good look at his features, I realized he was one handsome fellow but he was nothing like the Greek god who beat me to this state. Sebastian was like the other version of Devon, hmm, I like the feel of his n...Sh*t, nevermind. Sebastian had a friendly temperament making anyone feel comfortable with him on first encounter. It was unlike that of Devon who had the aura of 'Don't come closer if you wish to keep living'.

I didn't sense anything during our run of the perimeter. "I don't know, but I feel weird like something is happening. We need to get to our mate." He snapped. I immediately started running, with Drake and Tom following me. "Alpha, it's Athena. I think she's going to shift." Greta's voice rang through my head as I rushed towards them. "Drake, go to the packhouse and grab me a sedative. Athena is going to shift, and I need to bring her back to the packhouse before that happens." I mind-linked him. He nodded and turned into his wolf mid-run.

The night my mom died was the night the leader of the black werewolf and vampire - The almighty one as he's being called tried to take the life of the Elected one, so he won't be dethroned. No wonder the town was in disarray that particular night , it's quite obvious that these beings and humans can't peaceful coexist , we would continue to be their prey. My mission alongside other humans who have been victims of vampire attacks is to eradicate them all. Everyone of them including the Almighty one!!. California ... Athena's POV continued. "What in the world just happened?!" I thought staring at the book terrified. I raised my hands up to my face and looked at it , I don't have super powers r

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A

Because Max Carter—king of ashes and thorns—was still unconscious on the pavement, the rain washing away the blood but not the damage. Not the damage at all.