Caelus X Herta Novels & Stories

His face contorted in rage, making me take a step back. “You’re right, I didn’t, because the Alpha did,” Axel snaps. He turns, looking at Ace who innocently stands a few steps away, trying not to make is seem like he is listening into the conversation. “Hear the Ace? Did you know Jada and Kael are mates?” Ace doesn’t say anything, just looks down at his feet. “You listened in on our conversation you jealous creep,” I growl. I have to refrain from yelling at him in case kael and Grayson hear, as they aren’t too far away.

She asked with excitement. I leaned on the wall and touched my sigil burned in my arm. It is still hot and it looks like a curve using fire in my right arm. I feel so tired of what happened to me, and I was surprised that I saw it all. I tried to remember everything that I saw while Michael was waiting for me to tell her. “I saw a battle between humans and the giants” I started and looked at her while touching my sigil. “It’s titans” She corrected me, while still waiting for me to say more.

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

Kael and Raisa, most of all looked at me with joy and, dare I say it, love. "Because of you, Gemma Brooks," continued Helie, "we were freed of prisons, abusers, and fake lovers. You saved the futures of three growing pups. You reunited Raisa and Bryn and saved Kael, Moonwake's last hope. You found your other half in him, making him and yourself immeasurably happy, which you both more than deserve. "And maybe biggest of all, you proved to more than just us that Connor Herrick isn't invincible. He can be hurt. We've weakened him. Great job, Ferio. I like the mental image of the Beast picking glass shards out of his ass."

"I heard of a visitor today...would you mind telling me her name?" "That is confidential information, you should know that." Valeria replied, concentrating on what she was writing. "I really need to confirm something, I am a staff. Am I not?" She asked hoping to get a positive answer. "Her name is Dana Hamilton, and she is from Hamilton's enterprise." Valeria said, "Is that all you want to know, or do you want to bombard me with more questions?" "That is all I want to know...thank you." She said and left the office. Valeria sighed and looked up from her paper. She knew that Dana was Clara's mother because it was very clear from the looks of the woman. Clara looked more like her mother than h

"The Luna is an uptight woman. She doesn’t break rules, so I'm merely trying to point out that it's tricky to keep on approaching her using different ways." Caius frowns at him. "You're making sense, so how am I supposed to make her break the rules in her own will?" "Perhaps, seperating her from the Alpha King would be your first step." Beau's sense of hearing heightened. "He might completely own her this time." Before Caius could react, his gut feeling got to him like an electric shock paralyzing his whole body. His senses went dull, and all he could feel was the wrenching pain itching its way in his chest.

Kurt looked up when he heard that. His eyes were filled with shock and despair because Henry's excellent strength really frightened him. However, he still had a ray of hope. Kurt still had a final hope with him. No matter how terrifying and powerful Cesar was, he was not an Earthly Immortal. Only Earthly Immortals were truly terrifying yet powerful. There was a powerful Earthly Immortal, Herwig, in the Heartless Clan. There would be hope to overturn the situation with Herwig around.

Tall. Motionless. Cloaked in armor that shimmered silver and bone-white, no insignia, only that blank, perfect sun of the Circle. No weapon in hand. Because he didn’t need one. Altheya and Liora arrived seconds later. The earth trembled beneath their steps, not from magic, But from recognition. Altheya stopped cold. “Gods,” she breathed. “They perfected him.” Liora said nothing. Just stepped forward. Eyes on his. “You’re Caelen.” He nodded once. No sound. She studied his face. He was beautiful the way ice is beautiful, flawless, sharp, deadly if touched too long. “Why are you here?”

That pushes the thought of marriage to me, am I going to be burdened to fixing a marriage for him, goddess how could I forget the fact that he’s an omega, good luck to the deranged lucky person who gets him. We splitted up to end this people once and for shit. My time is way too precious to be wasted on stupid fucks. Heriel kept digging out hearts to listen to the beating of it and smashing them after its last beat, a motion caelyn has also seemed to find fun in, this two will be the end of me. Having one Heriel is enough, these two will kill me earlier than blue balls would. Caelyn went near his next target before his whole body went still on the spot.

Who is this stalking weirdo with the audacity to interrogate me? He lets out a low, amused chuckle. “Listen, Hana. Name’s Cael. So now we aren’t strangers.” He leans in, and danger lingers in the air. “Thing is, little witch, I’m an alpha. A rogue. I don’t trust witches. To be frank, I hate them. I have my reasons.” He moves in until the brick digs into my back and panic flares. “If you interfere with my plans or stand in my way, I’ll find out why.” His eyes flicker between icy blue and dark ocean blue, shifting too quickly to be a trick of the light.