Novel & Cerita Caelus X Himeko

The feeling of that curly hair on my fingers and the thin satin covering my eyes made me gasped as I was suddenly showered with kisses, my mind in a disarray, “Be mine, forever. Be mine, mon reve.” The bed from beneath me shifted and I found myself lying on the floor. My breathing ragged as though I have run a thousand miles. I force my eyes to open, realizing that Caelum is actually looking down at me, the arrow protruding from my chest. But something else was different – this version of Caelum has beautiful locks of hair, almost touching his shoulders, looking at me with such a forlorn expression, much serious than my Caelum, yet equally as sad. He is wearing medieval clothes and he has be

I saw Caius give his usual tight smile. “Alpha Caius,” she said. Her voice was strong, clear. “Alpha Aela,” Caius replied. His voice was smooth, but I could feel the edge. Caius turned his head a little. “This is Senna. Our pack healer.” Aela looked at me. Really looked. Her eyes, they were deep green, like leaves after rain. And when our eyes met, something weird happened. It was like the air got thick, or thin, or something. My breath hitched. It wasn’t a bad feeling, not really. Just a… big feeling. Like when you know something is about to happen, but you don’t know what.

K•E•L•S•I:::: I used all my will power to focus my attention on the teacher as i overheard soft mumurs from every corner. "Ah! There you are, can you please tell me and the class your name? He encouraged. "My name is Kelsi Itohan" I tried to be audible as I could. "I'm a new student here" my voice slightly shaking. He nodded "Welcome, Kelsi the teacher replied with a smile that soothe my feeling.

Sinful doesn’t seem too impressed by his reasoning. I shiver as Sinful’s soft fingertips run gently down the side of my cheek before wrapping a strand of my hair around his finger. “No, I think I want her to come.” Kael gritted his teeth. I can see the shift in his eyes, as he realises he doesn’t have another choice. Sinful’s hand drifts down to my lower back, and I shiver. I can feel his power, and no just what is streaming through my veins right now. He isn’t like any other immortal. There is something more to him.

"To your mother. On a staircase." "She's very good." "Yes." "She's been teaching me." Soren lifted the wooden sword from the table. "Do you want to see?" "I would," said Caelum, and I retreated from the doorway before either of them noticed me. What followed, over the next several days, was not a friendship exactly—Caelum was four centuries old and had been Malachar's most feared instrument and operated in register several octaves below the ordinary frequency of social connection. But it was something. An interest, on both sides, that expressed itself in questions asked and answered and the occasional demonstration.

Apollo shifted his stance, dragging Adelaide’s trembling body into a different angle, positioning her with a precision that made Caelum’s teeth clench. Then he saw it. Their connection. Her glistening, trembling core—slick, stretched, pulsing as she tried to take the force of him—and the Devil’s monstrous body driving into her without restraint. The long, black, scaled, beastly dick disappearing into her in powerful, rhythmic thrusts. Caelum’s breath hitched. His hand braced hard against the stone wall to keep himself steady when his knees threatened to loosen. Heat pounded behind his eyes, turning the edges of his vision too bright.

Torches flickering weakly against stone walls. And in the center— A figure. Kneeling. Bound. Head lowered. Blood on the floor. Marcus stood nearby. Still. Silent. Watching. Kael stopped. Slowly. Dangerously. “Look at me,” he said. The figure didn’t move. Didn’t respond. The air tightened. Something felt off. Very off. “Kael…” I whispered. He stepped closer. One step. Then another. The bond pulsed. Sharp. Warning. “Look. At. Me.”

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

' Gabriele thoughtfully glance at the guy who finally came in front of him and stopped, keeping a little bit of distance from him. His looks were ordinary but the sharp grey and shallow eyes stood out of this ordinary features and the expensive clothing he wore. He smiled and offered his hands covered with white cloth. Gabrielle stared at it before finally reaching out for it to shake with a reluctant expression even though that expression can’t be seen. The guy in front of him as if noticing his reluctance at shaking hands on him, take back his hands immediately after a brief contact of Gabriel skin. He smiled once again and offered to introduce himself, "I'm Cuzo. Clone and Kuro Young Mast

My eyes widened, a gasp escaping my lips, even as I recognized him. Caelum. He leaned against the wall as if he belonged there, an intrinsic part of the room’s architecture. His arms were crossed, his posture relaxed, almost casual, yet the air around him crackled with an undeniable intensity. His silver eyes, like polished moonlight, roamed over me with an expression I couldn't decipher. It wasn’t lustful, not soft, not even overtly threatening in the way I might have expected. It was something far more unsettling: intense. Focused. Dangerous. He saw me, truly saw me, in a way that felt invasive and unnerving.