Castorice X Caelus Novels & Stories

I whimper into the kiss, my bound hands straining against the unforgiving metal as I fight the urge to bury my fingers in his thick, dark hair. He plunders the depths of my mouth with his tongue, staking his claim. I can taste the faint tang of whiskey on him, the wild, earthy essence that is pure Callum. My whimpers are becoming desperate now, my hips arching wantonly against his weight pinning me down. There's nothing in this world except the exquisite feeling of Callum's mouth devouring mine, his big hands shaping the curves of my body like I'm some priceless sculpture. We're two forces of nature colliding in a maelstrom of desire so strong it's terrifying.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

A few minutes passed as I continued tosquirm around, whilst also studying the current restraintsI was in. Hearing Alex walk back into the room, I forced my head up to look at him. In one hand, he held a glass of ice. In the other, a burning candle. “Fuck!” An amusing smirk played across his face as he brought the candle to his nose. Getting a whiff of the familiar scent, I soon realized that it was reminiscent of Alex's cologne. Amber, musk, leather, and traces of citrus-the sensual aroma lingered throughout the room.

The royal chambers felt charged with tension that had nothing to do with peace. Moonlight poured through the tall windows, but the air was thick with the scent of jasmine oil, sweat, and the sharp edge of unresolved anger. Caelan stood by the massive bed, robe hanging loosely off one shoulder, exposing the prominent mating bite on his neck. His silver eyes burned with a mixture of fury and raw desire as he watched Lucien pace like a caged predator. Elara Voss’s words from the archives still echoed between them — her claim that Caelan’s awakened power was fracturing the realm and that only a second ritual with her as the vessel could restore balance.

“Mind link Xavier, have him know Celeste is retracting her powers, they'd have to protect the pack with everything they have. Eros turned to Kay. “Yes Alpha” he nodded, his pupils glowed yellow instantly, passing the message across. “I can't use Lilith, she needs her powers for the sister, but using the power from the portal and channeling at least one third of the energy of everyone here, I should be able to cast the spell” Celeste. “Do it.” We all chorused without hesitation. “Alright.” She nodded, “Aella, you have twenty before they get here.” Aragon's voice came through again.

Astraea whispered to herself “Strange, why is she hiding her face?!!..” She was looking lost when Alpheus and Caesar approached her. And when they had come before her, they knelt, bowing their heads, and when they raised her for the first time, she scrutinized their features, that they were exceedingly handsome, for Alpheus had very beautiful blue eyes, And Cesar has green eyes No, wait, his eyes are also blue, and his face is delicately sculpted.. but despite their overpowering handsomeness, Xavier is the most handsome of them all..

"You're weird. You make me have to come to this place, then you bite my neck. You're a human but you bite my neck like an animal. Who are you, sir?" "I told you that you were my mate and not to call me that. I am Castor Melucci, Alpha of the Moonstone Pack." Of course I knew he was a Melucci. I could see and read his name from the order paper Mauricio gave me. One question I was curious about, how could this Melucci guy do this animal-like 'biting' thing? I saw that Castor had already stood up from the chair. He walked with his mysterious charm towards me. Just like at the beginning of our meeting, I remained motionless and could not avoid him. His intimidating aura seemed to nail my feet to

I am yanked into Caelan’s hard, solid chest. “Ashton?” Osric stammers. “She is my mate,” Caelan growls, his voice vibrating against me. “I will finish her debt.” He drains the glass in one go. Isolde’s face turns ashen, her eyes glowing red with jealousy. I am trapped in his arms, the scent of him overwhelming my senses. My head spins, the room blurring into a haze of gold and shadow. “Take me home,” Isolde suddenly snaps at Osric, her voice dripping with venom. “I am finished here!”

“Please come upstairs with me. We have not only excellent celestial plants but also elixirs suitable for your level and many high-grade mysterious artifacts there," the shopkeeper said, sensing a potential big spender and getting friendly with Adrian. Upstairs, Adrian noticed a peculiar-looking celestial plant seedling and asked the shopkeeper about it. The shopkeeper noted Adrian's interest and gladly explained. The seedling was from the Celestisorb Tree, a useful celestial plant specializing in absorbing celestial veins. When planted, it could release celestial veins, making it essential for immortals above level nine.

I remained unaffected by her insults and removed the bracelet, tossing it into the trash. "This and Ethan are nothing more than trash in my eyes, and I don't want them anymore. If you do, they're yours. I'll consider it as recycling my waste," I said calmly. Mandy trembled with anger, moving closer to me. "Amelia, who do you think you are? What right do you have to talk like that? Look at yourself—you're just a bitter, unwanted woman. How dare you act so high and mighty?"