Caelid Bosses Novels & Stories

Clara caught him fast and snapped at me, "You ungrateful jerk! How dare you touch Philip!" She spun on the others. "What are you waiting for? You still think he's the CEO? Beat him!" They rushed in and pinned me down. "You fake. I've hated you for a while. Always acting cold, making me work overtime. Today you're getting what you deserve!" "You think just anyone can be CEO? You're a delusional idiot!" "Lombardo Corp belongs to Philip now. Who do you think you are?" Fists and kicks came nonstop. Blood filled my mouth.

Scene 4: The Surrender Suddenly, a wave of gold and black fire surged from Caelum’s chest, knocking Iris and Aiden backward. The boy’s scream pierced the air as Vaelor’s shadow coiled around him, forming a crown of twisting thorns. “YES,” Vaelor roared. “LET ME IN. TOGETHER, WE—” “I command you,” Caelum shouted, his small body trembling. “I’m not your vessel. You’re mine!” The shadow writhed, shrieking in fury as Caelum’s form glowed blindingly bright. Chains of light and shadow erupted from his arms, wrapping around Vaelor’s essence and dragging it inward.

If they could destroy it, they could cripple the Council’s forces, weaken their grip on the land. But the Keystone wasn’t undefended. The moment they stepped into the chamber, the floor beneath them trembled. A massive figure appeared from the shadows, towering above them. It was a golem, a creature made of stone and magic, its eyes glowing with the same eerie light as the runes on the walls. “Stay back,” Caelum warned, his silver blade flicking to his side. He raised his hand, and for a moment, the golem paused, as if sensing something.

Like I was a weapon they weren’t sure how to sheath. Layla stood first. “This is Alenya.” That’s it? No titles? No disclaimers? A broad, shouldered man with storm, gray hair leaned back in his chair. “Human doesn’t smell right.” “I smell very right, actually,” I muttered. Thane’s aura flared just enough to make the table hum. “This is Cael,” Thane said. “Beta. That’s Maeven, our seer. Orrik, sentinel chief. And Rowan....”

I stood my ground. “It’s twenty-seven rooms. Twenty regular rooms and seven VIP suites. You’ve got a problem with me, run off and complain to your boyfriend.” I heard mocking laughter behind me and mentally high-fived myself. Ace one for me. “I’m afraid she’s right, Ma’am Seraphina—it’s twenty-seven,” Kaia confirmed. She was the nerdy one with the thickest glasses I’d ever seen. Seraphina glared at me. I stared right back. The CEO walked in then, with Chiara in tow.

Because that's what he's going to do after he finishes off the mugger. I close my eyes, squeezing my eyelids tightly to make sure I'm not dreaming, and when I open them again, there's the same scene. It's not a nightmare. It's real. I take several steps back when the beast looks at me calmly and snarls at the assailant. It seems pretty clear who he's intimidating at the moment. This is crazy! Surprised and frightened, the assailant takes a step back. "What is that?! A fucking wolf?" his voice falters, fear evident in every word.

He seriously didn't want this good for nothing visits to happen but that piece of shit just don't know when to stop! Kael Adrek, and as Caius liked to call him- useless piece of shit! Kael was the only one left from vampire clan who had the leadership qualities and ultimate powers similar to Caius, even though Caius was still somewhere stronger than him but still Kael was always the greatest threat to Caius. That man stubbornly has been trying to bite off some of Caius' kingdom area.

"But you said someone has to sacrifice their life." Caelan shook his head. "I was wrong." His gaze moved toward the Moon Beast. "The Third was the missing piece." Lyra's eyes widened. "So no one has to die?" "No." Caelan smiled. "Not this time." The Blood Flame roared and charged. The Moon Beast moved faster. Its enormous body struck the creature midair, sending both of them crashing through the Citadel wall. The fortress began collapsing. "We have to go!" Commander Cassian shouted from somewhere below.

Lysara’s voice softens, “We trust you.” The citadel quakes, rogues and Dren’s rebels storming the core, their Overveil-tainted blades clashing with Kael’s loyal Shadowkin. Kael’s voice roars, “For Aelys!” but his faction wavers, outnumbered. Cassia’s fire surges, her shout fierce. “Hold the core!” Maddox’s shadows falter, his grunt desperate, “Too many, Cassia!” Lirien’s tablet pulses, her voice urgent, “The altar’s ahead, Aelys—go!”

Cael carried Elle in his arms as he sprinted towards the castle, her head tucked against his chest. She trembled, still fighting for a full breath. His eyes darkened. He was Beta and High General of Shadowclaw. He had never been helpless. And he would not be as her mate either. As they ran, Elle drifted in and out of awareness. Cael, however, was very, very busy. He ran and mindlinked simultaneously, the way he did everything.