Xiao X Aether Comics Novels & Stories

2020 Date completed // 07.04.2020 ~ A/N: Hello! I just wanted to say that 'Xanthe's Angel Wolf' is extremely light. Showcasing only the fluff of the love story of the main characters. So, if you're looking for some dark and action werewolf stuff, this is not it. Thank you for giving my story a chance, I appreciate the support. Happy reading!

I shaped the shadows into a microscopic, razor-sharp guillotine of pure erasure. SLAM. The Void blade severed the frozen titan's hand cleanly at the wrist. The massive, bus-sized claw dropped onto the ruined penthouse floor, instantly dissolving into harmless, grey ash under the ambient light of my Crown. Finally, the Aether. I pulled the starlight from the New York night sky, weaving the silver threads of cosmic energy like a needle through the torn fabric of reality. With a violent, exhausting yank, I pulled the dimensional wound shut. BOOM!

Aetherion stepped forward, his violet eyes wide with something between awe and concern. “You’ve surpassed every prediction,” he murmured. “Even I didn’t anticipate this speed of control.” “Then help us,” I said sharply. “We don’t have time for lectures.” He nodded, lifting his hands. Dark energy rippled around him, but this time, it wasn’t hostile. He formed a barrier around the fissure, holding back the black tide rising from below. The Creator hissed, slamming one massive shadow hand into Aetherion’s barrier. “Your allies cannot save her. She belongs to me!”

The hybrid magic flared bright and uncontrolled knocking both guards back while Aether’s eyes opened and met mine with recognition. I scooped him into my arms pressing his small warm body to my chest where he immediately latched onto my leaking nipple nursing greedily. The connection steadied me power flowing both ways between us as his tiny hand rested on my soft belly. “I have you,” I whispered tears falling onto his scales. “Mama has you now.”

Monsters shaped from nightmares, creatures from the forge—Nyx Wraiths slithering in the dark, Hellhounds howling through scorched wind, Revenants dragging rusted swords, and towering beasts I didn’t yet have a name for. And among them— Zerathos. Cloaked in smoke and tendrils of pure shadow, he stepped forward like a king returning to his throne. My stomach twisted. The bond between us—this unwanted, lingering tether—buzzed faintly. My light pulsed in rejection, Aria hissing in warning. “He’s calling to me,” I whispered. Xander’s hand gripped mine, firm. “Then don’t answer.” I steadied myself, placing my other hand on his chest. “We end this. Today.”

In Aetherium, life was chill. No body, no limits—just me, finally free. Time didn't matter here. No pain, no lies. Just calm. But lately, something gross kept tugging at me from the mortal world. It stank of obsession and fake guilt, like a greasy snake trying to wrap around my soul and wreck everything. I wanted to slice it away like dead weight. Then The High One showed up. "That pull's from a dark ritual. An Aster descendant's offering their life and soul to you—trying to drag you back in with chains made of shadow."

“That is just a cover. I am a mafia, first and foremost.” “I have read your books, you are a very talented writer, Eros.” “You only said that because you have never seen me kill people mercilessly, you only read them on the pages of my book.” His voice was bitter and full of hatred. I was not sure whether that hatred was directed at the cruel world that he was born into or at himself for killing those people. “Those books, those scenes, I have lived them, Xy, which is why it is not safe for you to be here, Xy. There are people who have done things, far worst than what I did. I stand by what I said last night, you would be safer with Ryker Cromwell. Moreover, The Erebus and Atlas or anyone wh

jason growled, "Your father did this!!, he killed my blood!, he killed my-" "Your daughter is alive!" jason shouted in anger, Marxis choked back a sob as he stared at jason wide eyed, "Yes!, MY mother saved YOUR daughter!, MY stepsister!" he shouted, Marxis stood up on weak legs, "How?" He asked, "With my help" a loud voice resounded in the hall as a bright light blinded us all, It cleared to show him, jasons’ godfather, Aether.. The other light gods appeared, Loathem, wafrer, toraine, vulrak, tafrel, perilia, and others,

A crack, thousands of miles long, appeared across the Atlantic Ocean, glowing with a terrifying, molten-blue light. "The Aether was the distraction," Elias laughed as he dissolved into light. "The real game... is the Core." Elena looked down at the crumbling world. She had saved the sky, but she had just awakened the Earth.

Safe. ​I stepped back slightly, breaking the flow. “What was that?” I asked. Elsa didn’t look surprised. She just met my gaze. “Aether,” she said. Cassian frowned. “That’s not a standard affinity.” “No,” she replied. Tarik’s gaze sharpened slightly. “Spatial?” “Close,” she said. She lifted her hand slightly. And the air shifted. Not visibly. But undeniably. “I don’t create,” she continued. “I stabilize.”