Caelus X Danheng Novels & Stories

“You’ve never aligned yourself with any faction. You’ve never even spoken in open forum.” Rael stepped forward, voice never rising. “Because strength doesn’t come wrapped in bloodline etiquette. You asked for a champion. You wanted strength. You wanted Legacy and power. You didn’t ask or cared about where it came from. I gave you what you wanted,” the side of his cheek curved up into a soft smirk. Murmurs rippled through the chamber like thunder on the horizon. Rael let the silence stretch before he spoke again. “His name is Kaelen Duskthorn. He's an hybrid.”

James said smilingly, “Among the friends I’ve brought in, there’s Taiyi and Yasmina. Additionally, I have the help of Dillon and Mordecai. It shouldn’t be too difficult for them to kill a Caeloros God of Nothingness.” Amos squinted, feeling insulted by his words. Xanthakos pointed at James and laughed, “You must be drunk, James. How can beings from the Haleth Realm defeat a Caeloros…” James retorted smilingly, “Isn’t that Caeloros God of Nothingness behind you also a slave to you, a being from the Haleth Realm?” He turned to Amos, who was fuming but at a loss for words. He waved his hand and laughed, “I won’t argue. Since you’re so confident, how about we make a bet?”

he takes a step closer, his voice calm and almost friendly. Kieran glares at him. “Why the fuck are you doing this?” “My fight is with your father,” Rael retorts smoothly. “Alpha Dagon. He’s the reason I lost someone so close to me. So now, I’m going to return the favor, just that I'm taking the world down with him, so believe me when I say it's nothing personal between us.” He moves behind Cassian, casually resting a hand on the Beta’s shoulder just as he opens his eyes and their eyes instantly meet. Cassian’s eyes dilate, but he doesn't say a word as he rests back in his seat.

He was like a monster. The two collide, Claws against claws, Fangs locking Blood spraying. Draven and Daemon fight toward us, but Selene blocks them with a team of Alphas she brought. The clash is brutal. The ground shakes. Bones crack. Caius bites into Darius’s shoulder, Darius howls I scream— “DARIUS!” He shoves Caius away, panting, bleeding heavily. “Rain—RUN!” “I’m not leaving you!” “GO!” he roars.

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....”

“You found my name. That’s not easy. I’ve been careful.” “We’re good at finding things.” Jamie keeps her hand near the blade. “Stand up. Slowly.” He doesn’t move. “I’m not going to fight you.” “Stand up anyway.” He stands. Hands visible. No weapons drawn. Exactly what Hemston said. Not a fighter’s posture. “Your son is remarkable,” Cael says. “I’ve been observing his development for seventy two hours and he’s already beyond anything the bloodline records document. The empathic reach alone is extraordinary. But it’s the combination with the dragon essence that makes him genuinely unprecedented.”

Caelum began his plea. He explained how he had run into Sebastian the berserker at the market area the other day and what had transpired between them. Helsinger was surprised and asked how certain he was that it was the lycan he saw, and Caelum answered that he was a hundred percent affirmative because he had been the one to mention Mara’s name. “And who is Mara?” Helsinger asked “My sister,” Caelum answered. Helsinger muttered something under his breath angrily, jealous of the guts their mother had to go about

A low, seismic growl rippled across the land. The wind died. Even the flames stilled. Shadows twisted in place—waiting. Even Henry stilled. His corrupted form stiffened. Ears twitching toward the smoke. The ash parted. And something older than the gods began to move. “Not until I make you destroy the one you cherish most, with your own hands,” Cael’s words rippled through the air like a cold, dark wave. “You know what this means, Xavier. You know what he must do...” His eyes glinted with malice, as if daring me to comprehend the fate I had just sealed".

"Cael. It means strong heart. Because he had one even if it only beat for ten seconds and those ten seconds were enough to change his mother into someone she never knew she could be." The sound that came out of Dax was quiet and low and it shook his whole body. His head dropped and his forehead pressed against our joined hands and his shoulders were shaking and I put my free hand on the back of his head and held him there the way I'd held him when he pressed his face against my belly in that room four nights ago. "Cael Vaelorin," he said against our hands, and his voice was cracked open and raw. "We're going to go back. You and me and a chisel. And we're going to carve his first name into th

- The man replied. - Elena. - Demetria mumbled again. - Sorry, what was that? - Cassius looked at her questioningly. - My dragon's name is Elena. - The girl replied louder. - Oh, I am sorry. I should have asked before. - Her uncle apologized. - What is your dragon name then? - Alexander, but he likes to be called Alex. - Cassius replied with a giggle. Demetria found it strange to speak softly about a beast like a dragon.