Fairy Tail Caelum Novels & Stories

Caelum said, tightening his grip on her neck making her struggle to breathe. “I know.” I replied. “But I can’t let you kill her. She’s not the cause of this. I’ll train well and will make sure I’m ready if whatever is causing her to be like this comes back.” “As you wish.” Caelum said and dropped Sylara to the floor. She gasped for breath as she hit the floor. Caelum squatted next to her and whispered something into her ear. Something I couldn’t hear because of their distance from me. After that he placed two of his fingers on her forehead. His eyes glowed white and so did Sylara’s. After a while, I saw black mist remove from her body through her mouth and shoot into the sky.

Caelum stood in the void, his small body glowing faintly—half gold, half black. “Mama?” His voice was innocent. But his blackened eye gleamed with something cold.

"You've been zoning out since we sat down. Don't tell me work's already calling your brain back?" Caliste blinked and forced a small smile. "No, just… thinking." "About?" Caliste didn't answer. Leina's grin turned sly as she slid a glossy magazine across the table. The latest society issue — The Vellaria Chronicle — with a headline sprawled in elegant print: > "Caelum Vellaria Announces His Intent to Pursue Caliste Winslow — The Woman Who Captured His Heart." Below it was a candid photo of Caelum smiling at a charity gala, his arm slightly extended toward Caliste, who looked politely surprised in the frame.

Tall. Motionless. Cloaked in armor that shimmered silver and bone-white, no insignia, only that blank, perfect sun of the Circle. No weapon in hand. Because he didn’t need one. Altheya and Liora arrived seconds later. The earth trembled beneath their steps, not from magic, But from recognition. Altheya stopped cold. “Gods,” she breathed. “They perfected him.” Liora said nothing. Just stepped forward. Eyes on his. “You’re Caelen.” He nodded once. No sound. She studied his face. He was beautiful the way ice is beautiful, flawless, sharp, deadly if touched too long. “Why are you here?”

For a second, I thought I saw something the old Callista flash in her eyes. But it vanished. “Good,” she said, her smile cruel. “Now you’re fighting like me.” Behind her, Caelum leaned casually against the wall, watching as though this were some private entertainment staged just for him. His icy blue eyes glittered with fascination. “Keep going,” he murmured. “Show me which of you deserves to live.” I wanted to rip that smug expression off his face, but Callista demanded all of me. Her claws met mine again, the clash ringing in my ears.

Caelum said. “We don’t need to read your mind. You wear your intentions like a second skin. And right now, it’s screaming guilt.” Lucien added. “I wasn’t going to do anything.” “Yet,” Caelum said, quietly. I lifted my eyes, about to snap something defensive, when I froze. Caelum’s eyes… they weren’t their usual color. They shimmered like silver, glowing faintly in the light of the room. "You’re part of us now, Elara. Whether you like it or not."

"And you... are not what you think you are." Sena blinked, confused. His words didn’t make sense, but there was an undeniable conviction in his tone. "I don’t understand," she said, her voice still a soft whisper. Caelum sighed, stepping closer to her. He removed his hood, revealing a face that was sharp, pale, with striking silver eyes that seemed to see straight through her. His features were worn, but not from age—there was something else there, something that spoke of battles fought and lost. Beneath the calm exterior, there was an intensity that stirred something deep within her.

Benny and Alliance Master Yarn looked at the small Caelum Sword in Philip's hand. “Is that Caelum Sword?” Alliance Master Yarn was a little agitated yet doubtful. Why was Caelum Sword so small? Philip smiled and made a tossing motion. The small Caelum Sword hovered in the air, and the former said, “Miss Caelum, please get bigger.” Swish! Caelum Sword instantly returned to its original appearance, which made Benny and Alliance Master Yarn widen their eyes in shock.

She replied almost immediately. “Cut that crap. We both know your name isn't Mia. I need your real name.” Angelo stated, his face going red with built-up frustration “Well, that is a top-tier secret that I wouldn't wanna uncover, but since we're working together, you can call me Cie.” Cielo's tone was calm and her face gave away no emotions. “Cie, as in C, the alphabet?” he asked, staring at her suspiciously. “Ya. That is a big clue to my name,” she replied.

Caelum counted about thirty of them and though he could easily take them down, he was more concerned about what Noah might do to Astraea should he miss to keep an eye on her. “You see… I invited you here for a show. I believe my men already told you before you killed them.” “Fuck you, Noah,” Caelum spat. “Fuck you and your fucked-up games.” Caelum’s eyes darkened as he channeled Chase’s energy. Power surged through him, his canines elongated, and his nails lengthened to form razor-sharp claws. “LAST TIME!” he roared, in a deep terrifying voice that sounded more like a beast than a human.