Genshin Impact Diluc X Kaeya Novels & Stories

Dylan “Fuck, Kaiya! You terrified me! I thought I broke you!” Malleus cries, wrapping our little mate in his embrace. “I’m the conduit of the moon goddess on this planet. I am not so easy to break,” Kaiya replies with a warm smile. “But we have two mates to impregnate.” “We?” Malleus asks.

A guard rose up to the stage and announced in the mic, "Today, we are all gathered here to witness the duel between Lycan King, Xander Stoneheart, and rogue leader, Ryan Hooper. The latter had challenged the former to a duel which was accepted by the King. To ensure the fair results, we have Council members here with us. According to the terms and conditions, the one who'll win this duel will get to have Delilah Dimitri as his mate." I squirmed in my seat as every set of eyes turned to me. The guard asked the participants to stay in position as the duel was about to start. Xee's eyes found me. A small smile appeared on his lips and he opened the mind link, "I am gonna end this trouble once a

“However, let’s find out if you can endure it once more.” The vortex widened, pulling in air and scattered debris. I anchored my feet, fighting to maintain my balance. “Wait a moment!” Kai yelled, seizing a rock nearby for stability. Lucian drew his sword, his gaze fixed on Dahlia. "We mustn't allow her to drag us along." I locked eyes with Dahlia, a blend of fury and resolve rising within me. “If you desire me, you’ll need to pull me yourself!” Dahlia chuckled, her laughter sounding like breaking glass. “Willingly.”

So alike were they in appearance that Keyla wondered if perhaps they were in fact twins. Their guides stepped up and bowed, then spoke softly to their ruler. The Ja’saal looked at the Na’Himara appraisingly before dismissing the pair. He motioned Keyla and Luceya forward. They bowed respectfully and Luceya said, “Greetings, Ja’saal of the Jivanaar.”

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.

Delilah (Aviva) was lost when she recalled her night with Kai. “Bisexual!.” He replied to her and then turned to Lucifer. “May i?!.” He asked.

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

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.”

Today, I was a spectacle. “Eyes forward.” The command cracked like a whip. My gaze snapped up to the female instructor striding across the ring—a tall, sinewy wolf with scars etched into her bronze skin like battle maps. Liora. Kael’s third-in-command, and apparently the one tasked with hammering me into something resembling a Luna. “If you think rank excuses weakness, you’re wrong,” she said, her voice smooth as broken glass. “Strength is survival, no matter what bed you share.”

"My mate..." Delilah whispered against Lucian's ear. Her hands glided over Lucian's broad shoulders, tracing the contours of his muscular chest. With a swift movement, she tore open his shirt, revealing his distinctive marking. As her fingers delicately traced the intricate patterns, each touch ignited a spark, illuminating his marking like a radiant fleck of sunlight. Delilah locked eyes with Lucian, a seductive gaze that sent a shiver down his spine, and a titillating smirk that fueled his longing.