Xiao X Aether Novels & Stories

Xi Lan, . On the couch on the V.V.I.P room of E.T international airport, Yue jin was standing at the one-way glass wall where he could see the people outside, He was waiting for Xiao xiao to arrive, Xiao xiao's flight was rescheduled thus, Yue Jin arrived first at Euthopia. He saw that Xiao xiao picked up her baggage, Yue jin immediately walk to the entrance,

BaoBao flew around the trees and above water to enjoy the view while Alice practiced her martial arts. She focused her spiritual energy into different parts of the body that she attacked with. This made her attacks so strong and fast that it caused the fallen leaves to fly up and dance around her. The sun was halfway below the horizon when BaoBao suddenly disappeared. Alice knew that it meant Ethan had returned.

If Xiu En were Odin, why would he call for a truce? By then Xia had already removed her makeup and was sitting blankly on the sofa. Although I might lose her, seeing how she had been lately made it impossible for me to keep the truth from her any longer. I sat beside her. “Xia, there’s something I think you should know.” “What is it?” Xia wiped her tears. “You should be Sif.” Xia snorted, clearly not believing me.

Ethan tried to scramble for another exit, but Xander's Alpha aura pinned him in place. Xander's voice was a low growl, ripped from the depths of hell. "Say it again," he snarled. "Is. That. Cub. Mine?"

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

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.”

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."

XILLON Lifting the urn towards the moon, its silvery glow bathes the sacred liquid. Alpha Gabriel and Alpha Max’s voices intertwine in a haunting chant, their words vibrating through the air. The combined aroma of earthy herbs and incense wafts around us, heightening the mystical ambiance.

He makes Ali and Cecilia saints. “I am Xena, Mother Luna of the X-pack. I…” “Southern hemisphere,” trust Xylon to correct me. “Xylon!” Amy exclaims. “What? All the packs gave her the universal citizenship,” he responds defensively. “It must be on record in case we all die here.” I shake my head and proceed. “Anyway, this is my mate, Father Alpha Xael. I have not yet discovered what kind of a breed he is, but he is kind awesome.”

Moments later, [Rina P.O.V] The corridors of Aetherion were no longer a gauntlet of whispers and sneers. Today, they felt like a runway. My black stiletto boots clicked against the polished stone with a rhythmic, predatory grace, each step punctuated by the sway of my high silver ponytail. Beside me, Dahlia was vibrating with enough energy to power a small city, her Ventus Yellow cape fluttering like a canary's wings.