Caelus X Himeko Novelas e Histórias

Ace chuckled as if my question, or maybe his answer, amused him, "Fucking come for me before I change my mind about it." My body obeyed, the tension in my muscles springing free like a coil. The orgasm that held me in its clutches was vicious. It rippled through me, wave after wave of pure, unadulterated ecstasy that I had no business feeling. It felt wrong and yet, so God damned right. Ace's name was a chant upon my lips, praising him for the way he used my body and brought pleasure to it.

Her long dark hair was not braided, but fell in soft waves down her back, catching the silver moonlight. Caelum walked out onto the stone terrace with silent, predator grace. He was bare-chested, wearing only his dark trousers, his sculpted torso etched with hard muscle and glowing silver scars. In the center of his collarbone, their shared mating mark glowed with a soft, steady pulse of white-gold and dark silver fire. He stepped close behind her, his large, warm hands settling around her waist, pulling her back flush against his broad chest. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, breathing in her intoxicating scent, pressing a deep, lingering kiss to her pulse point.

The darkness folded around his body until he became smaller. Smaller. Smaller. Until he stood before them as a young boy. He looked about eight years old. Deep brown skin. Long black hair. Silver eyes. A crescent-shaped mark sat in the center of his forehead. Lyra's breath caught. He looked like all of them. A little like Aiden. A little like Orion. A little like Solen. A little like Nero. But there was something older in his eyes. He walked toward Lyra. My name is Caelus.

Like they were being controlled by her, being called forth by her. A wild storm raged above us with lightening striking the ground and thunder rattling the very air around us. The static from the storm combined with the electricity from Jenevive caused tiny balls of light to begin racing through the room. The tension had boiled to the point of exploding, which it did out of her mouth. She let out an echoing blood curling scream that bounced off the wall and swirled around and around. If I had thought the Soul Eater's scream was high pitched and ear splitting it was nothing compared to Jenevive's.

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.

"And you... are not what you think you are." Sena blinked, confused. His words didn’t make sense, but there was an undeniable conviction in his tone. "I don’t understand," she said, her voice still a soft whisper. Caelum sighed, stepping closer to her. He removed his hood, revealing a face that was sharp, pale, with striking silver eyes that seemed to see straight through her. His features were worn, but not from age—there was something else there, something that spoke of battles fought and lost. Beneath the calm exterior, there was an intensity that stirred something deep within her.

His aura is suffocating, radiating malice and overwhelming power. Caelum fights with every ounce of strength he has, alternating between physical blows and powerful spells. He shifts into his hybrid form—half human, half lycan—growing to twice his size, an imposing and beastly figure. His muscles ripple under dark fur, and razor-sharp claws gleam in the dim light of the battle. He is fierce, but Malakar’s power is immense, and their clash is so violent that each blow shakes the ground beneath them. I realize there’s no time to wait for Caelum to break free from Malakar. I do what he asked me to if I ever found myself in danger. I shift.

COMPLETED | Full Story Available Lyra Darkfur has always believed the fated mate bond is a blessing, until it becomes her curse. On the night of the Blood Moon, she discovers her mate is Kael Stormrunner, the ruthless Alpha of the most feared pack. Instead of claiming her, he publicly rejects her, driven by a prophecy from the Moon Goddess that names Lyra as the cause of his pack’s destruction. But rejection doesn’t break their bond. It awakens something far more dangerous. Cast among rogues, Lyra uncovers a rare power tied to the Moon Goddess herself and is forced to fight, survive, and rise beyond the weak omega she was raised to be. As war threatens the packs and secrets unravel, Ka

' 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

The blonde, Sarah, starts before the dark haired girl, Mariah, nudges her and she immediately shuts up. "Took over?" Rei latches on to the blonde slip up. "Indeed, perhaps this Calista took on the Alpha's role fully for her father. No wonder she's causing difficulties already, she must think I'm taking her position." I reply to Rei, watching as the group in front of me shift nervously, clearly mindlinking one another. Something I won't be able to do until the new Alpha ceremony during the next full moon.