Caelus X Herta Novels & Stories

Kael shouted. The Apex released his magnetic boots. He pushed himself with his massive legs from Soil and shot like a torpedo directly on the approaching empty weavers. His black claws were completely extended. In the pass he grabbed free-floating, demolished steel strut of the hydroponic gardens, swinging with the centrifugal force around her and rammed his boots against one of the crystalline Stränge. An empty weaver fell on him. Cael froze in the weightlessness among the sharpened claws, grabbed the biomechanical leg of the creature and

She glanced at her right arm which had the emerald glowing hourglass shape of the Okulus strapped to her wrist which had previously merged with Reign but after blasting away the Viper, the Herald seemed to have split away from the ring and back onto her left arm while Reign rested around her middle finger as a jagged metallic ring. She hissed then fisted her right hand, willing the Heralds and unleashing their power which she used against Hermes who was flying towards her, ready to hit her again. Elektris struck out her hand and whacked Hermes hard across the face, a wave of immense energy hitting him back. Elektris grinned and flew at him, whacking him again and another wave of energy was b

“For Elyra.” The Herald’s core surges from crystal depths, claws of shadow slashing, eyes hollow voids, hum rattling bone. Its crystalline heart pulses, shadow-coils writhing within, screech splitting stone. Veyra corners Taryn in a crevice, blade at her throat, voice breaking. “Who’s the master?” Taryn’s twin-star eyes glint cold, jagged runes on her blade dull, hymn grating. Her voice drips scorn. “Beyond your stars, Veyra.” A spark flickers in her eyes, hinting at a deeper power, her hymn shifting. Kalia’s orb flares, aura steady, eyes distant, a vision seizing her—the Herald’s core, crystalline, tied to her orb, its light the key. “Aelys!” she gasps, fingers tightening, voice urgent. “It

Astraea whispered to herself “Strange, why is she hiding her face?!!..” She was looking lost when Alpheus and Caesar approached her. And when they had come before her, they knelt, bowing their heads, and when they raised her for the first time, she scrutinized their features, that they were exceedingly handsome, for Alpheus had very beautiful blue eyes, And Cesar has green eyes No, wait, his eyes are also blue, and his face is delicately sculpted.. but despite their overpowering handsomeness, Xavier is the most handsome of them all..

"I'll fight her." Everyone turned to Cael. Cael's long nail came out. Then he sat down a bit and positioned himself to attack. Josh's eyes grew more prominent as he saw them. He couldn't believe it. "Tyler is Cael a…" Josh said. "Yes," said Tyler. "A hybrid.' " Josh put his hand over his mouth. He couldn't believe it. "He's one of a kind." Tyler didn't answer. Instead, he stood up to watch correctly. Meanwhile, Cael rushed towards the two Kyra. He attacked; first, the Kyra, on the right, moved fast like Kyra.

Knights exchanged quick glances, hands brushing against sword hilts. “Tell us, Priestess,” another said, voice firm but cautious. Helena drew in a deep breath, steadying herself. “The apostle of the God of Lust, Heron… his essence, his power, it is unparalleled. It flows with the ability to heal and replenish life itself. The Goddess has shown me that, should I unite with him, even once, my powers will be magnified beyond what we now can comprehend.” A murmur rippled through the room. One knight cleared his throat. “You mean… you must…?”

“Herneith said we are the same. We are mated to two alphas and we have the same ability to heal.” “Herneith is an oracle healer in our kingdom,” Lady Kasa answered. “Her name means ‘The First One’ and the ‘Consort of Two Lords.’ You possess the same healing ability as her and because of this, you also live longer than normal humans.” “My memories told me I met Axel and Eros when we were young.” Rayna glanced at me and Axel, giving us a reserved smile. “This means I had lived for what a thousand years already?” “Eight hundred and fifty years, to be exact, Rayna,” Axel answered. We had the same age. All three of us. What are the odds?

The battle raged on around him, a whirlwind of violence and chaos, but all he could focus on was Rhea, her silhouette growing clearer with each passing second. “Rhea!” he shouted again, his voice rising above the tumult. He could see the moment she hesitated, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her features as she turned to look back at him. For a heartbeat, their eyes locked, and Kaelan saw the struggle within her. She was torn between the lure of the dark magic and the bond they shared—a bond forged in trials, trust, and a deeper understanding of one another.

It doesn't take any longer, his hands, finds it's way into her loose shirt, rubbing her bare skin, meanwhile Alexandra moans in response. Alexandra eyes suddenly gets open, immediately she felt a pull, before she could comprehend what just happened. She could see Raphael's fist getting in contact with Gerald face. Meanwhile, Gerald who was taken off guard, doesn't react at first, but when Raphael launches another attack, he tries to defend himself, thereby punching him in response.

It blossomed and grew and raged with passion. Then a high glad yelling cry split the air. It was a cry that any god recognized - Hermes's keen herald shout. This meant that he was coming with news, good or bad but worthy of high attention. The two goddesses broke apart from each other. The sweet miraculous moment they just shared had abruptly ended. Now Persephone was enthralled. Her undying hope to leave the Underworld had returned, filling her heart to the brim with uncontrollable joy. "Hermes!" she cried.