Caelus X March 7th Novels & Stories

Caelum was deep beyond fathomable and he was absolutely certain that Caelum was more powerful than Adam and Paxton! Paxton and Caelum fought on Mount Roi the other day when he beat the original Southern Highlord Raiden to death. At the time, the match ended when Paxton was defeated. Moreover, Caelum was still in his slightly weaker state seemingly at the time. In other words, Caelum was absolutely much more powerful than Paxton!

He gestured toward Alaric, who stood beside him with that insufferable smirk already playing at his mouth. “This is Alaric Vortemont, top of his year in the House of Noctis. Given his… talent, I’ve chosen him as my aide this term. He will demonstrate techniques, assist in drills, and…” Caelum’s gaze swept the crowd. “…push you beyond your limits when necessary.” The girls around Sera practically squealed. She rolled her eyes, but her pulse quickened anyway. Caelum clapped his hands once. “Today, we begin with control. You’ve all been given power. But power without discipline is chaos.”

No discarded clothes, no note, no trace beyond that maddening, ghost-like scent. The door to the adjoining room, where Elias and Kael had been, stood slightly ajar. He pushed it open, the soft click echoing in the stillness. Elias lay sprawled across the king-sized bed, one arm flung over his face, a dark, abstract tattoo peeking from beneath the silk. Kael was a broad, muscular silhouette against the dawn-streaked window, already awake, his eyes fixed on the city waking below. Kael turned, his jaw tightening as he met Damon’s frantic gaze. “He’s gone,” he stated, the words clipped, devoid of emotion, yet carrying a profound weight.

“Okay. I’ll stay.” I turned back to the crack. The mark tugged harder and I let myself go with it. My feet moved before I decided to walk, just like that first night digging out of the burial ground, not against my will, but with. Like some part of me had waited longer than I’d been alive for this exact step. Vael’s voice rose behind us, sharp and clear. “Kaelis, whatever’s through the door, it’s been waiting at every Bloodmoon waking, for four centuries. It’s not patient anymore. It’s waited long enough.”

Chapter 48: Afterglow ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 22 - 2027 ║ ║ Monday║ (D - 4) Before the Commencement of Olympia's Cup║ Warning : R18+

Her long dark hair was unbraided, falling down her back in soft waves 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.

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Ember We found Caelan near the crumbling remains of an old watchtower, sharpening one of his twin blades beneath the broken moon. He looked up as we approached, his expression hard to read beneath the war paint that never seemed to smudge. “You both look like you’ve seen a ghost,” he said, voice low and even. “Or worse.” “Worse,” Orion muttered, brushing past him to lean against the stones. “Family secrets. Blood curses. Trauma with a side of tomb rot.”

The battlefield erupted into chaos, flashes of light and bursts of shadow creating a strobe-like effect that disoriented everyone watching. Caelum, meanwhile, moved with eerie calmness. His attacks were precise and devastating, tendrils of shadow lashing out like whips, forcing Ellara and the others to split their focus. He directed a surge of dark energy toward Ellara, who countered it with a radiant shield. The impact sent shockwaves across the field, knocking several witches to the ground. “You can’t win this, Ellara,” Caelum snarled, his voice echoing unnaturally. “You’ve grown complacent, hiding behind your rules and traditions. The world is changing, and I’m here to lead it.”

Lucien moved with deep, reverent strokes, eyes locked on Caelan’s face, whispering words of love and possession until they shattered together, clinging tightly in the aftermath. Afterward, they lay tangled in the furs, the bond glowing warmly between them. Lucien traced the mating bite with gentle fingers. “Tomorrow we march south. The war continues. But every night I return to you, I remember why this fight matters.” Caelan pressed a kiss to his chest. “And I will be here. Fighting beside you when I can. Waiting when I must.” A soft knock sounded at the heavy door.