Caelus X Sparkle Novels & Stories

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

"Luna, I know you're sad, but my colleagues and I already tried our best to save him." My brother-in-law passed a blood-stained talisman into my hand, with a pained expression on his face. "My brother must have loved you a lot… This was in his breast pocket when the accident happened, but he was wounded too greatly…" A chill ran down my spine as the fog in my brain cleared. I had obtained this lucky charm from a mountaintop, going through the rites of kneeling all the way there, and it was exactly because of this talisman that I've never questioned the love between Louis and me.

The child’s spark was her own, a fragment of that heart, corrupted by Malric to curse her love, while Rylan, revived by the nexus’s shadow, was its final blade, accusing her of cheating Kade’s heart. Jessica’s hollowness roared, the star’s truth a fire in her soul. “We are the nexus!” she screamed, charging the loom—a vortex of crimson threads—at the abyss’s core. Her hands tore at the threads, her glow sparking, gold clashing with blood-red chaos. Kade fought beside her, his claws ripping through Aethra’s origin, his blood mixing with hers, his love a vow. Selene’s spells burned Nihil’s collapse, her cry fierce. Lucas smashed Eternis’s void, his fists bloody. Bryan’s glow pulsed, disrupting

CHAPTER 45 BELLA Athena had started to cry for attention, and I rushed off to her. Once I had calmed her down, I brought her out, and Gabriel who’s face automatically lit up at the sight of her, reached out to take her in his arms. She was full of smiles as she went to him. Her tiny hands made its way to his cheeks as he spoke to her lovingly and waltzed around the room with her. While father and daughter were having their bonding session, I excused myself and went to my room and called up Erica. She, too, was just as worked up as me about what had happened earlier. Neo did explain his side of the story to her after we had left. He told her that the reason why he didn’t bother defending hims

“All right enough. He’ll be fine once I get Lydia back. Dad, is there anything you can tell me about Sparkles and her demon? Where they are? How to take them on?” My father eyed me, his expression very grave. He looked down at the boy perched on his lap. He met my eyes again, and for the first time, he closed the book. “Sparkles has aligned herself with a very powerful demon. It’s higher in rank than those you usually come in contact with. More stealthy, more seductive.” “More seductive? Have you seen that monster with its demonicy tendrils sliding their way up Sparkle’s nose? What can possibly be seductive about that freak?”

It was frustrating. Just when I thought of giving up, Alessia Winters pops up in front of the screen. And I knew it had to be her instantly. Alessia Winters. I clicked on her profile and alas,the image of this woman on the displayed picture. She had her brown hairs in a a ponytail,her shirt bearing the design of horizontal black and white strips,it's ends tucking into a pale blue jeans rim. She has a smile on her perfectly pink lips,her eyes seeming much smaller as she smiled into the camera. At the corner end of her lip was a deepening point,like a little dimple. She stood behind a beach,her eyes glistening.

Choose wisely. She gives us one last look. —Alea jacta est!- exclaims the Sorceress, closing her eyes. The star stone emits a blinding white glow and I hold Yolie's body before she falls unconsciously to the ground. Yolie: I wake up under the freezing bathtub water. I screech, bolting upright, my is body shaking convulsively. I clench my jaw so my chin doesn't shake, the last thing I want right now is for my teeth to sound like castanets.

“Because she is still learning control.” Camille looked up at Selene. “I know how.” Selene smiled. “You're learning.” Camille considered that answer before nodding. She had learned to recognize the silver sparks now. They appeared when she was excited, curious, or sometimes when something magical caught her attention. She could not always make them appear, and she certainly could not control them perfectly. Kaelen insisted that was normal. He had also insisted that there was no need to rush. The ancient blood in her veins was part of her history.

Allistair, who had been staring at him intently, began to walk toward him. His movements were slow but deliberate. As he approached, his eyes gradually shifted, that familiar crimson-black glow spreading through his irises. The air around him thickened with power. Kaelen’s aura, as if reacting instinctively to Allistair’s presence, grew stronger and more volatile. The silver-blue light around him intensified, darkening at the edges, trembling with unstable force. Without hesitation, Kaelen stepped forward as well, escaping from his lover’s soft grip as though drawn by something deeper than thought or emotion.

The door exploded inward. Wood shattered across the stone floor. Three figures stepped through the dust. Not fully human. Not fully wolf. Something twisted in between. Their eyes locked onto me. Not Kael. Me. One of them grinned. Too wide. Too wrong. “There she is,” it rasped. My power surged. This time, I didn’t try to stop it. Sparks snapped across my skin, lighting the hall in sharp blue flashes. Kael didn’t look at them. He looked at me. “Now,” he said. I didn’t hesitate. I stepped forward. And let the storm loose.