Castorice X Caelus Novels & Stories

Theodore asked waving a hand infront of him. "Y..yes. What did you say? Whom did you see?" He asked, voice growing desperate now. "A girl. She was a girl, Callix. And she looked exactly like Celestaa. Same face, same nose, same eyes, except her midnight black hair. I could not take my eyes off her. It looked surreal. It was like I went back in time..." He continued his rambling. But what caught his attention was that he said she looked exactly like his wife. Her eyes too? No, it could not be. Because she had a unique pair of eyes unlike both of her parents. It xould not be her then. But what if...

, Kavinsky said sternly and waited for a while before turning around to walk away Vanessa gripped his hand immediately she realized what he had just said "But I love you. I love you, Kavinsky. I always have", Vanessa said with teary eyes. Oh, but Kavinsky was done with her already. He wasn't going to fall for her little fake crocodile tears. "Can't you see? That Kaylee girl is a witch! She has bewitched you, Kavinsky. You are not thinking straight", Vanessa quickly said as she pulled his hand. "Stay out of my life, Vanessa!", he shouted as he jerked her hand off which shook Vanessa a lot. He walked away after.

He lifted a finger to his lips, signaling me to be quiet, before he dropped his other hand from my mouth. I turned back around and listened to what Cain and his parents were saying. "Cain, we don't love you any differently because of it." his mother said earnestly. "I just wish you would let us help you. Dr. Zosak said that you were trying to fast." "Fasting is a stupid idea for someone in your shoes," Cain's father said sternly, crossing his arms. "If you go too long without blood, with as much strength as you have, you'll kill everyone in this castle when you finally snap." Cain froze just as he was about to say something. He turned around and looked around the room, looking for something.

'' I AM Stella you know me already though '' said the fairy she was short with brunett hair and blue eyes . '' I am Noir '' said one tiny girl with white hair , shining like the moon , along with purple eyes . '' Albert , will you come already ?'' the master grunted . '' Okay okay '' said one boy with light brown hair curly at the tips , along with deep blue eyes . '' I am albert , spell caster'' he said with a annoying face . '' Celia is a witch , Stella is fairy , Adam is Swordsman , Albert is spell caster '' the master said .

“Her scent is overpowering everything. It’s all I can do not to—” I cut myself off. Didn’t need to say the rest. Didn’t need to admit just how close to the edge Zey was riding. Crowley’s smile turned faintly amused, but he didn’t push. “If Terrence says it’s strong,” he said carefully, selecting a deep violet vial, “I would start here. Violet wolfsbane is the most likely culprit.” My fingers tightened around the edge of the table. “And if it’s silver?” Crowley paused. That was not a pause I liked.

He wondered if Castor was truly impenetrable. "Haha! My earth elemental power ensures my defense remains impenetrable!" Castor boasted confidently, leveraging his formidable resilience to weather Alexander's storm of attacks. In a short time, Alexander was unable to break through Castor's defense. Simultaneously, he had to contend with surprise attacks from Joven and Rattlesnake. "This is frustrating!" Enraged by Castor's resilience, Alexander unleashed a devastating barrage, forcing Castor to retreat momentarily. Seizing the opportunity, Alexander redirected his focus to Joven and Rattlesnake. With a flurry of decisive blows, he grievously injured Joven, leaving him incapacitated.

Elion whispered. Cale sat in the chair. He looked small. The black coat swallowed him, hiding the cast, hiding the bruises. But his eyes were blazing with a terrifying, cold resolve. He looked at his wrist. Four marks. Four white lines glowing faintly against the pale skin. He raised his arm. He looked at Elion. He tapped his lips. The Kiss. "I know," Elion said, his voice trembling. "It's the price. I hate it." Cale shook his head. He reached out and touched Elion’s mouth. His thumb traced the curve of Elion’s lower lip.

Vessa is across from me, at the long central table, taking great care to grind the stabilized lily extract into a dark powder as Kael makes annotated notes to himself, scribbling away at formula changes next to him like he never thought about food again. Cassian is the first to see it. You’ve been up eighteen hours,” he says, looking to one side. Kael flips a page. “Eighteen and a half,” he replied. “It's not better.” It is much more precise mathematically.” Petra, who is tucked somewhere behind us in the shelves, responds instantly, "I wholeheartedly agree with Kael. “You assist intellectual murder as a way of living,” Cassian answers. “Yes.” Vessa doesn't look up at the mortar in her hands

Elian shuddered, overwhelmed, his scent flaring anew in the confined space—calm yet intoxicating, drawing Kael deeper into the dangerous web of thei r connection. Outside, the distant voices grew fainter, the castle's chaos forgotten in this hidden sanctuary where the bond wove them tighter, possessive and unrelenting

"And the answer is still NO! I have let you on your own for years already, now that I am back, I will never let you out of my sight! Especially that a threat is attached to you!" I almost wanted to slap her but I restrained myself from doing so. I am so sick of people calling me a "human" as if they aren't and looking down on me. First, Alicia, and now, his mother? Honestly? How many women do I have to fight off just to be with Cyrus Steele? "Celene, watch your words! Carmela is not a threat to me or to anyone, she is my woman!" I looked up at Cyrus who is now standing next to me as his arm snaked around my waist.