Caelus X Himeko Novels & Stories

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

she asked when she replied, "No, I have him tied." "Have you killed the dear sister?" she asked and he yelled, "No!" "Okay, bring her here. We can gift both of the siblings to Pistol Pete." "P-Pistol Pete?" Blaze stuttered hesitantly when she heard such a strong name and Pablo replied, "he's the godfather." "Means, you have one more monster other than these monsters?" Jade asked Blair and she chuckled hysterically saying, "He is the merciless satan." Soon Guiseppe, Giovanni and Pablo reached to the place where Blair was... they slammed the door and barged in seeing Cliterella eating pastries with her full focus.

--- K Whatever NEXT ARC: Leng, The Garden Master UPCOMING TITLE: Eliminate The Emperor's Crown

"You look stronger. The sickness has started?" I looked at him in shock, my hand unknowingly reaching over to cover my belly. “You knew? You knew that this would happen?” A thin smile spread on his face. It wasn't evil, just full of a wild certainty. "It was always a possibility. A very welcome one." “Who are you?” I managed to say, voicing out the words from my mouth loud, my voice shaking with anger and fear. “My name is Kael. I am the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack,” he said.

The flap opened and Caelum walked in, looking as hot as he did the first day we met in that cage, he wore a black sleeveless shirt with a hood and black ripped leather pants. “Done checking me out?" The edge of his lips curled upwards into an amused smirk. My cheeks turned red. “I'm allowed. Besides, would you rather I check out other males instead?” I teased. An angry growl came from deep in his chest and his eyes darkened in anger. He prowled towards me, his posture lazy and confident but not hiding the tension from his anger. “I would strip them off their various body parts and I would make you watch.” He said low, his fingers coming up to find their way through my hair.

Everyone was waiting for my answer, eager to see me humiliate myself. Right on cue, the grand doors flew open, and a suffocating, terrifying pressure swept through the entire hall like a tidal wave. Cael had arrived. He stood nearly six-foot-seven, with broad shoulders and a tapered waist, his custom suit barely containing his explosive muscle mass. But his crimson eyes were swimming with a dark, barely restrained urge for violence and slaughter. Just by standing there, his chaotic, raw magical aura made everyone's primal instincts scream run.

The serpent throne pulsed. I am Cael Varrow, last heir of the line that guarded the first gate. The water remained dark. A second voice whispered beneath the first. TRUE. Cael looked at me. Your turn. The silver band tightened around my wrist. Pain cut into my skin. Blood fell. The pool flashed white. I raised my head. I am Ayame Rivers. The water stirred. FALSE. The word struck the walls. Kiyomi stared at me. I forced air into my lungs.

With a swift motion, he unleashed his technique, an invisible chain that materialized from the ether, piercing through Kai's body in an instant. A gasp escaped Kai's lips as he stumbled back, his eyes widening in shock. The Crescent Claws had confirmed their suspicions: Kai was an alpheno, the wielder of the twelve-tailed supreme god, a being of immense power and potential. Realizing the implications of their discovery, the Crescent Claws made a swift retreat. Their mission was clear: find the other alpheno, the one who had also participated in the werewolf competition. Their senses told them that there were five alphenos in the arena, one of them being Alex, a prominent leader of the werewo

But because of the spell, that was impossible. “Arcanios exist in three kinds,” Alistair explained, sipping his coffee in the dim glow of the room where we had first spoken. The curtains were drawn shut, allowing no sunlight to filter in, leaving only the flickering candlelight to cast shadows against the walls. “The Caelites bear snowflake-shaped marks on their nape. The Ardorium have an infinite symbol on their arms. And the Hexling carry a crescent moon mark along the pulse of their neck.”