Caelus X Kafka Novels & Stories

"By now, they will know that I'm not an easy target for them." He collected, the letter from Xer, fondling with it slowly. "Do you think they will know, that the man they captured isn't the one doing the killing?" Xer muttered. The scarred man, raised his eyes from the letter to him, he smirked. "They aren't dump, of course they will know. While Kael is the first twin, he prefers to take action giving no room for calmness, he gets what he wants by force. On the other hand, Cain is calm, yet no less dangerous. He studies thing, calculative and a wide thinker."

It's finally happening. Kael's beast is returning from dormancy

It bled, and luckily, Cael’s claws were only a few inches away from her neck; if Kyra hadn’t dodged it, he has beheaded her. Kyra grinned. That was what she expected Cael to do. Kyra grasped her neck, which stung. Cael rushed again, which Kyra quickly evaded. Cael is powerful since he has previously used his werewolf abilities. Kyra instantly grasped both of Cael’s claws and yanked them away from her face. “You’re not Kyra, therefore I’m ready to murder you...” Cael raged. Kyra smiled. “You’re exactly what I’m looking forward to in this situation, Cael.”

said, “my legs forgot how.” Honesty, raw as winter bone. It hurt to hold. I exhaled shakily. “So we’re shackled.” “For now.” A howl drifted from the distant trees, different pitch from the wind roughened, deliberate. Then another answered, higher, eager. Kael’s head lifted, nostrils flaring. The color that had returned to his cheeks drained again. “They’re testing the perimeter,” he murmured. “Closer than yesterday.” I felt the sound crawl under my skin, a warning vibration. My power stirred, restless. “You have sentries?” “Not enough.” He turned to me fully, decision hardening his features. “I need every blade. That includes the one the moon tethered to my ribs.” I flinched at the image. “

His gaze rests on my lips and the vague memory of our kiss at the bar appears in my mind. How can I hate him so much, and at the same time feel so bad to kiss him? A few steps interrupt our conversation, which I don't even know where it was going to end. -Well, well ... Who would say that the bad guy Azael Grimm was involved with the geek Lailah Gozt? -Cara Styles enters through the door of the changing rooms with a denim mini skirt and a long-sleeved top that reveals her navel piercing.- What an illusion the poor thing- she murmurs looking at me. Without a doubt, if Cara were an animal, she would be a viper.- She thinks you're caught by her. -This time look at Azael. Then he lets out a pois

Kaelin snapped, her voice cutting through the silence like a whip. Kaelin was the pack’s lead beta warrior, a woman made of iron, scar tissue, and pure spite. For the last hour, she had used me as a literal punching bag under the guise of 'assessment.' Every time I found my footing, she sent me back into the dirt with a strike that felt like being hit by a freight train.

"Tade, please... stop, I beg you..." But Tade is far from finished. "You have systematically ruined every single alliance we had!" he screams, his chest expanding as his wolf rumbles. "I warned you about Rapha's sharp mind. He carries the exact same dangerous brilliance as Nyara. But you dismissed him as a useless, plain rogue and convinced me to throw him to the wolves! Look what happened! Rapha is Kaelum! He is the most powerful black-market weapon designer in the world, and we did not even know it!"

My fist connected with bone. The priest fell before his scream fully formed. Another came. Then another. My movements were not wild. Not reckless. They were precise. Each strike is deliberate. Each fall, a message. I am Kael. I am king. And I will not bow. Through the chaos, my gaze found Elara again. Her eyes widened, shock, yes, but also something deeper. Understanding. She did not step back. Good. She never did. A flicker pulsed through the bond again.

Then, with impressive dignity considering the situation, Kaelos crawled out from under the desk and stood up, straightening his shirt. "Hi, Callista," he said in a tone as if this were a perfectly normal situation. Callista stared at us both with her mouth agape. "What... why... what were you doing under Seraphina's desk?!" Kaelos and I looked at each other, both of us scrambling for a reasonable explanation. "Uh..." I started. "He was..." I tried again. "Looking for your flash drive," Kaelos finally said with an impressively straight face.