Caelus X Robin Novels & Stories

"No, Robin, far from it. It's a marriage of convenience." The frown creased deeper on his face. "That won't be acceptable, Skye. An enemy from the crescents cannot and will not be a part of the blood moons," he said pertinaciously. Robin has been my companion for over thirteen years now since the death of my mother. He was my advisor and beta. He was more than a friend practically a brother. His hatred for the crescents had grown stronger ever since he lost his father in the battle that took place ten years ago.

The bond flared hot, bright, undeniable. He took a step toward me. Just one. Enough. Then came the sound of footsteps. From behind the Council. Caleb emerged from the shadows, holding something in his hands. A second scroll. “My apologies,” he said calmly, “but I believe this belongs in the record.” He passed it to the silver-robed woman. She unrolled it and her face paled. “This can’t be verified,” she said. “Actually, it can,” Caleb replied. “I cross-checked it with the hidden registry. Adelina’s father Callen of the Hollow Moon is listed. And he was mated to a human.”

Robyn and Eoin were two such examples, and both had been killed by Severin. Robyn was a celestial lord from the ancient imperial court, but he remained stuck at the level of a true immortal—albeit measured against the standards of times past. His combat strength was on the level of a quasi-royal celestial, but that did not make him a royal celestial. Eoin was the same, for he was stuck as quasi-royal celestial for many epochs without ever making a breakthrough. Their examples demonstrated that becoming a royal celestial was oftentimes a matter of luck.

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.

Especially not when he was stood with a rogue himself. "You can't exactly judge," I replied as I pointed to the guy. "He was part of Moon Shadow prior to their downfall. He just hasn't been fully accepted into the pack," Luca said. I could see his fists clenched at his side and I could hear the way in which he was controlling his breathing which only served to make me smile to myself.

Not only does she have the power to do those things, she could also get away with it. “She is just the beta’s daughter and you are the future Luna of the pack, the Alpha’s true mate. Why should I be afraid of going against Celia when I am doing the future Luna a favor in doing so?” Robin spoke confidently even though the main reason why she wanted to help Raven was only because she was her friend and nothing else.

He fell onto Elion, dragging them both to the ground. "Cale!" Elion scrambled out from under him. He grabbed Cale’s face. Cale’s eyes were rolling back. He was convulsing. "Did it hit you?" Elion cried. "Are you okay?" Cale blinked. He focused on Elion. "Target... secure," Cale whispered. "You idiot! You stupid, wonderful robot!" Elion kissed him. He didn't care about the cameras. He didn't care about the blood. He kissed him hard, tasting the salt and the rain.

The faintest trace of her scent still lingered in the air—pine, steel, and the undercurrent of the bond she didn’t yet understand. The bond Cael was too afraid to claim. Hale’s lips curled. “Let Cael hesitate. Let him break her trust. Every moment he waits, she moves closer to me.” They started to make their way back through the woods, the other rogues flanking him like shadows. “What about Shadowclaw?” one of them asked after a moment. “They won’t ignore the alliance talks for long.” “They’ll hold their ground,” Hale said. “Cael’s too proud to back down and too stubborn to act. He’ll hold onto his precious caution while everything else unravels around him.”

"Innovative? Perhaps. But also... risky. Robin's company, while showing promise, is relatively young. Their experience in projects of this scale is limited." "I am aware of that, Your Majesty," Kaelen replied calmly. "But I believe in fostering new talent and providing opportunities for growth. Robin's company presented a comprehensive plan, and they demonstrated a clear understanding of the project's complexities. Furthermore, their proposed timeline was significantly shorter than that of the other firms, minimizing the disruption of activity in the board."

It’s face is shadowy, but its eyes burn like molten gold. The forest behind it smolders. Not with destruction, but rebirth. Green things are curling from ash. Roots threading through bone. The creature looks down at me, and I feel no fear, only certainty. Caelan is beside me. Not quite the same Caelan. His face is harder and older. Or younger. I can’t be sure. His hair is longer. He’s dressed in silver and black, and there’s blood on his knuckles. He’s kneeling too.