Caelus X March 7th Novels & Stories

I said, “do we have enough to strike the Star Raiders head-on?” Kael didn’t answer right away. He looked out the narrow window slit beside us, watching the White Snow men sparring just outside. “Enough to start,” he said at last. “But not enough for a guaranteed win.” I turned to him, eyes narrowing. “You doubt the strength of what we’ve built?” “No,” Kael said evenly. “I doubt the certainty of war.” That earned him a thin smile from me. “Then we prepare for more than war. We prepare for total domination, we don't know what Ryan might have up his sleeves.”

CHAPTER 4 BELLA Amber and Brie have been trying so hard to get me to socialize more and also to start dating. I have made a few friends, but I just wasn't ready for the dating part. There are a few young men who regularly attempt to get my attention, but I just ignore it. The thing is, I put on a brave and happy face for the public, but on the inside, I am still fighting hard against my demons. I am too scared to allow myself to trust any guy. When I am alone, memories of my past life flood my thoughts, and I cry buckets of loads of tears. But then, I remind myself of all the things that I am now thankful for and forcefully pull myself together. Amber's niece Pearl had set me up on a date wi

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Force her to deliver the key to my glorious destiny. But before my fingers can brush her fevered skin, a blur of silver fur blindsides me. I go down hard, my skull cracking against the rocky ground. Stars explode across my vision, my thoughts scattering like windblown leaves. When the world stops spinning, I find myself pinned beneath a pair of snapping jaws. Razor-sharp fangs hover a mere inch from my exposed throat, ready to tear and rend. "That's enough, Callum," Elijah growls, his voice guttural and thick with rage. "It's over. You've lost."

he added, resting his other hand on my hip. We danced under the candle chandelier; he twirled me away from him and lifted me up and back into his steel arms until the music finally came to a close. Everyone clapped, and I let out a breath I didn’t realize I had been holding when the prince released my hand from his gentle grip. I quickened my steps in search of Valerian. “Can we talk?” I heard Deucalion’s voice ask from behind me.

Selene showed up. “When did you get back?” “About two minutes ago,” she responded after sitting next to me. I thought about asking her if she knew why Alpha Kellan might have acted strangely, but I ended up discarding the thought because I thought I already knew why he did. “The full moon is tonight,” Selene mentioned. “Okay.” “We have to leave before it is out,” she said. “Leave? Why are we leaving? Where are we leaving for?” “The woods of course,” she said.

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

Let him⁠ lift i‍t​ over my head‍. The air was cold on my skin. I stood there​ in my br‍a and jeans. Al⁠l thre‍e of them looking at me.‍ “You‍’re beautiful,” Caelan said. H​i‌s finger traced one of the bond marks on my‍ arm. Following the black pat⁠tern up to my shoulder. “These mar‌ks pr‌ove you’re o‍urs.” Daxen’s hands went⁠ t⁠o my‌ bra.‌ Unh‍ooke‍d it. Let it dro‌p.

You’ll see. A crash—Kael landed beside him, shoulder bleeding, breathing hard. “You good?” Ezra asked, scanning his face. Kael just growled, eyes locked on Raen. “Stay close.” Then—stillness. Raen walked into the middle of the fight, arms up. His wolves froze. “This isn’t war,” he said again. “Just a message.” He turned to Ezra, eyes glowing now. “The next moon, you won’t have a choice. The mark will open. And you’ll come.”

Callista said as we walked in, “Alex is inside. He came this morning for a meeting with Kaelos about coordinating joint patrols.” My heart warmed at the news. Alex—Alpha of the Greenfield Pack and Callista's mate—had indeed been a very supportive ally since their relationship became official. In the living room, Alex stood up from the sofa when he saw us come in. “Seraphina, Kaelos. Welcome back.” “Alex,” Kaelos shook his hand firmly. “Thank you for coming. I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the meeting earlier.” “No problem,” Alex smiled. “How was the trip to Moonwhisper?”