Calamardo Novels & Stories

Selene is still not looking at him like she suddenly finds the floor very interesting. “Well then, if you need my help, you’ll find me here. You are so much welcome.” The man placed a small card on the table beside Selene, she was just about to say something but when she looked up he was nowhere to be seen. Selene picked the card. It was a plain black card with just two words written in gold ink. DOMUS MALUM.

Fetching out a tumbler, he brought a bottle of whiskey and filled half glass for himself. He took a sip just as his phone dinged and he brought it out to see that he has been credited, he dropped the phone and took another sip but the ringtone started blaring and he picked up the phone again to see an unknown caller. Answering it, he heard from the other end, “El Diablo, can we see tonight? I have a business proposal for you.”

His narcotics line had made him a wealthy man and catered to the bored Merfolk who ventured upon the land. Kalder's ambition for wealth was all that had motivated him—until now. Now, a confused fisheri beauty had piqued his curiosity. Kalder stretched and flicked his tail, turning towards land. The flash of purple took him off guard, and he had no time to prepare. An enemy slammed into his side, and he spiraled into a rocky shelf. His shoulder tore on the rough surface, and blue blood tainted the water. A flash of a tail had him rolling and bolting out of range. Like a missile, the shadowed adversary swept close, and Kalder lunged. He missed grabbing flesh, but he caught hair in his fist. He

The gemstones join together to create one big gemstone and from that gemstone, a huge Daemon boar with a larger tusk standing on its two hoofs was formed. It glared down at them and growled. “ it grew bigger ” Teresa mumbled to herself. “ Yes, we can see that ” Dove replied, sarcastically. It glanced at Amaria, anger flashed through its eyes as it became more aggressive and charged toward her. ' why is it coming towards me? ' Amaria mentally screamed. She turned sharply and began to run.

She had heard about his father before, so if he had learnt from his father, why wasn’t he recruited by her father? She shrugged. Her father did things his own way. VVVVV “So you just turn the canister like this” Takashi showed her. And the thing was actually making a small beeping noise. She refused to be impressed. “Then wait three seconds before you throw it” and he did that, and a gas cloud filled the area he threw it to. “What does it do?” “It stuns your opponent for a while. Temporary blindness just like multiple camera flashes”. “Okay, but I’ll still choose brass knuckles over this any day”.

Rademos surprised himself with his outburst. "We are one! We are the demon known as Astraldon." "Demon?" Rademos repeated, sounding surprised. "Is this a joke?" "Yes, you are a demon! You are an incubus. You are the demon of destruction." "I- I don't understand," Rademos replied, feeling a deepening sense of confusion. "In due time, you will!" "What do you-"

After that, he followed every tip I gave him. Human servants brought food and wine, keeping us comfortable. The night went on and I wasn't bored, because I was too busy following the play. "Damn, Bastian, your bride has given you the luck of the gods," Tahr said with clear disgust, throwing his cards on the table. A laugh barked from Bastian's throat. "Only half the night is gone. Are you giving up?" "I will play until I have nothing left to bid, you demon spawn." They all laughed. I saw Calista's head nodding to the side, tiredness claiming her. I was sure it was due to age. Sarn did the last thing I expected. He picked her up and placed her in his lap, tucking her against his chest.

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

“Figures. She’s just like you.” I blinked, startled by the comment. “What’s that supposed to mean?” His lips twitched, not quite a smirk, but something close. “Stubborn.” A soft laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “She’s barely a week old.” Damon shrugged, his gaze settling on Isla, watching as her tiny fingers curled and uncurled. “Still. She seems to be the kind that would give me a fuss in the future. If this is how she is at one week old.”

She untied the crimson sash at her waist and let the ceremonial robe fall away, revealing her bare skin—flushed, powerful, and glistening with heat. Kael swallowed hard. The fire responded to her, flames dancing along her curves without burning. She was divine. Kael removed his own robe, revealing the chiseled lines of his body, etched with the symbols of his lineage and the fresh scars from the Trial. As he stepped onto the altar, the flame licked at his skin, leaving warmth in its wake but no pain. Their bodies pressed together, heat rolling off them in waves. Kael traced the mark the flame had left on Luna’s lower back—a glowing sigil that pulsed with each breath.