Caelus X Castorice Novels & Stories

The heat here was unbearable, the smoke making my eyes sting, but I could see him now. Kael was bleeding. Badly. One leg dragged slightly, his movements still lethal but edged with something heavier—pain, exhaustion. And still, he fought like the fire itself couldn’t burn him. My wolf pushed harder, almost a physical shove from inside. He stumbled once, catching himself with a brutal snap of his jaws around an enemy’s throat. But in that second, his eyes lifted,just briefly, and locked on me. Something in my chest twisted. There was recognition there, sharp and clear, but also something darker.

Her charming eyes and delicate skin made her look like an angel that had descended to earth and was as yet unadulterated by the world. The woman was Celeste Mullin, the Sixth Mountain's prodigy and the sole woman among the five core disciples. Celeste was once a concubine, and it was by chance that sect elders came across her and found out that she possessed the Forest Constitution. It was a rare Element Constitution that resonated particularly well with alchemy, making her an exceptional talent in the field of alchemy. Celeste thus became a disciple of the Grandiuno Sect's Sixth Mountain.

’ Viatrix sighed, letting me take back some control. Standing still in the small clearing with Pollux and Castor, I finally got a proper look at them. I walked around each male, looking for any physical differences. I’m not going to ask Viatrix if there was a difference sexually like there is with Henrik and Gunnar. I don’t want answers to that. But then I spotted their physical difference. There was a gray star on Castor’s left hind leg, and the identical star on Pollux was on his right hind leg. That would be a good way to tell the difference if needed.

"I don't believe so. I'm not sure because you haven't found your mate yet." “Didnt you know I'm Caleigh Sanders? I am Alpha Chaste's mate!” she shouted angrily dashing into my side. She raised her right hand to punch me but I sidetracked causing her hand to pass me and her body was brought with her. "Oopss", I teased her. She gritted her teeth and face her back at me. I heard her murmur strange words making me worry a bit. "She's a witch." those words… she's a witch, I realized to myself. I have to be cautious around this girl.

The man had risen from the bench and walked up to them, and the woman had frowned upon her nose in condemnation as if she were feeling the smell of something disgusting in the room. "My name is Cessare Pectoris, and this lovely scarecrow is my cousin Tenera Pectoris, " the man said and made a gesture towards the woman who is huffed at the inadequate presentation. Akana could see a certain similarity between them, both having the same eagle nose and the same dark eyes. They were the same medium length and the same slender figure that was common among Patricalis and Relevis. The difference between them was that Cessare had a Relevis bronzed skin and dark brown hair while Tenera had a Patricali

I hit Solidified Light. The battle was a Total Narrative Distortion. Caelum didn't fight back with claws. Every time I struck, he moved at the speed of Thought. He wasn't predicting my moves; he was Recalculating the Probability of my Impact. "You are fighting with 'Instinct,' Darlene," Caelum’s voice vibrated through the air, sounding like a digital choir. "Instinct is a legacy of the 19th Cycle. It is a bug in the code of the 28th. I am the Patch."

Xavier **** A wind colder than winter sliced through the trees, carrying with it the scent of ancient soil… and blood too old to name. Every wolf instinct in me screamed—Run. But my feet refused to move. The earth trembled beneath us—alive, aware… listening. And then, from the darkness between the trees, he emerged. Massive. Not just in size—but in presence. The very air bent around him. Cael. He wasn’t like any wolf I’d ever seen—not even in the oldest memory-visions whispered by the elders.

CHAPTER 22 BELLA “WHAT PRODUCT DO YOU DEAL? WHO IS YOUR CURRENT SUPPLIER AND WOULD THEY HAVE A PROBLEM SHOULD YOU CUT THEM OFF?” Alex continued speaking loudly and in an assertive tone while sounding genuinely interested in doing business with Mason, whom like the fool that he is started singing like a canary bragging about the products he deals and which areas he supplies and then started to bad mouth the mafia family who is his current supplier. He even dared to ask if Gabriel would offer him protection as they would come after him once he cut them off. Alex assured him that he would have 24/7 protection! Thereafter, the focus was back to me. “What do you want in return for my whore? Take

"You should be rotting in those woods." Kaelen, his opponent, was a brute of the first order. He stood a head taller than Zane, his core resonance a muddy, aggressive brown that smelled of dust and dry earth. Kaelen cracked his knuckles one by one, a predatory grin stretching across his scarred face as he sized up the "human" hybrid. The contempt in his eyes was palpable. To him, this would be an easy victory. "Match start!"

Cael wheezed, a dark, oily liquid beginning to leak from his eyes. Scarlett’s heart plummeted. She recognized that liquid—it was the same miasma she had seen during Caleb’s soul-coma. She rushed forward, her jade brush already out. “Caleb, let him go! He’s a vessel!” Before Caleb could react, Cael’s body contorted in a way that defied biology. A black, spectral vapor erupted from his mouth, forming a silhouette that looked disturbingly like the Silver Wolf—but twisted, rotting, and crowned with thorns.