Diluc X Kaeya Novels & Stories

Silas announced. Even though I felt happy since I was close to my win, I didn’t openly smile or celebrate. The door swings open and Kael steps inside in all glory. He sat at a corner, watching me like a predator after prey. “Final duel,” Silas called out. “Ayla versus Leon.” Leon was a mountain of man with a wide deceiving grin. His hands were wrapped in brass knuckles that had spiked tips. “Stop,” Kael’s voice rang out, cold and commanding. He stood up. “Drop your weapons.”

“We’d bite.” “That’s the hope,” Lucian said. “Just—” he hesitated, choosing his words, “—when you bite, make sure you’re both aiming at the same throats.” Kael considered that, then gave a small, humorless smile. “We have a list,” he said. Lucian’s grin came back, wider this time. “Excellent,” he said. “Try not to start with Veyra. She grows on you.” “I’ll take your word for it,” Kael said.

Kael reacted with instinct, moving fluidly to dodge a strike aimed at his head, countering with a precise kick that sent one shadowy figure sprawling. Lucien moved beside him, and Kael felt the bond flare. Their movements synced naturally, instinctively. Blades met shadows, footsteps avoided pitfalls, reflexes anticipating the opponent’s every move. For the first time, Kael admitted internally that he couldn’t survive this alone. The bond was frightening, but invaluable.

Celea put her fingers on her mouth and smiled mischievously right than the rest of the women came out of the room and Dereus blushed at seeing Kaya he froze not saying or doing anything Celea than hit him lightly with her elbow wich took Dereus out of his trans " I, you look beautiful today, I mean you always look beautiful but you look even better today" everyone was now looking between Dereus and Kaya excitedly * giggle* " you look very handsome yourself if I may say" said Kaya amused at his reaction * sight* Dereus sighted relived that he didn't fucked up just now " thank you my dear mate" he than lead his arm towards her to escort her to wich Kaya gladly took Draco escorted Gina, Andrea

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

COMPLETED | Full Story Available Lyra Darkfur has always believed the fated mate bond is a blessing, until it becomes her curse. On the night of the Blood Moon, she discovers her mate is Kael Stormrunner, the ruthless Alpha of the most feared pack. Instead of claiming her, he publicly rejects her, driven by a prophecy from the Moon Goddess that names Lyra as the cause of his pack’s destruction. But rejection doesn’t break their bond. It awakens something far more dangerous. Cast among rogues, Lyra uncovers a rare power tied to the Moon Goddess herself and is forced to fight, survive, and rise beyond the weak omega she was raised to be. As war threatens the packs and secrets unravel, Ka

Liam raised his crossbow while yelling "Alpha!" Dante yelled "Stand down!" while he spit blood into the sand and forced himself to stand. He wiped his mouth, his golden eyes locking onto the Lycan General. "This matter belongs to him and myself." Kael smirked while cracking his massive knuckles. "A duel of supremacy," he declared. "How quaint. Very well. Let the pup learn his place." Dante roared, his Alpha aura flaring to its absolute maximum limit. He charged again, abandoning the blade and relying on his raw, monstrous strength. He delivered a series of powerful punches to Kael's torso and finished with a knee strike to the General's chin.

Venya began to ask, squinting against the rising sun behind the group to get a better view. “Shit. Dilo, you wanted to get your sword swing on, you’re about to get your chance,” Kealy said, placing a hand on the snake’s face to lean over to speak to Dilo. She squealed in surprise when someone soft and squishy moved under the pressure she placed with her hand, pulling it away like she had been burnt. “You touched its eyeball, that’s so gross,” Venya said, pure disgust on her face shuddering slightly.

I have an intriguing question for Kuya Kali. "Tungeks, isn't it. You've been meditating for six months?" He asked, "and one more thing, it's going to take them two years to turn on, Kuya Lucian already answered Xavier two months ago, and they are legal with Nay Aurelia hahaha." My brother laughed at the story. "It's terrible." Surprised I promise. "This is it. Kuya Lucian informed Nay Aurelia about the two of them, at first I was nervous that Nay Aurelia might object but she didn't object to their love and Nay Aurelia was so happy that she hugged and kissed him Kuya Lucian and Xavier are cheek to cheek." Kuya Kali's long story that shocked me again.

Kael’s silver-black eyes flashed sharply. The temperature in the courtyard dropped almost instantly. Several nearby guards lowered their heads instinctively beneath the pressure of his dominance. Lucien remained perfectly unaffected. If anything, he looked entertained. “You always were territorial,” he murmured. Lyra’s gaze flickered sharply between them. Again. That familiarity. That history. “You know each other,” she said carefully. Lucien smiled faintly before Kael could respond. “We fought together once.” Kael’s expression hardened instantly. “Don’t start.”