Kaeya X Diluc Novels & Stories

Kaen" Wait! I'm confused. ... Delirious from her sweet perfume? Or Delirious from captivating beauty?" Kagome and Akari were blushing red from picturing the scene as they smiled at V4. Kagome" Aww! How sweet!" V4" Delirious from blood loss you Brat!" V4 hooks Kaen's neck under his arm. Kaen" Wait! Wait! Ok! I understand now! I'm going to spill my drink. " V4" *laughs* Good that you understand brat!" Akari" Coming back to the matter at hand, what should we do?"

I can't help myself but to burst into tears, too. Caya… I mean, Caya’s altered ego suddenly butted in. She is raging with determination in her eyes. She stepped her right foot on the deck of the arena and placed her two hands at both sides of her lips. “Hey, you coldhearted witch, get your ass off there or I’m going there and kick your ass. Fight if you still want to live and see Celestia’s future. If you die in this match without fighting, I’ll kill you!” Vela shouted with a very stern voice. Her voice is threatening. Her last line sent shivers down my spine.

“You are..?” He seems to catch himself. “Pardon my manners. I’m Lucian, Alpha Kael’s Beta.” “Lucian, I’m Catriona.” I say, extending my hand and he takes it after a pause. “I know.” He replies and there’s something about the dancing light in his eyes that makes me groan. “You witnessed that, didn’t you? My fight with my sister.” I ask as we head back towards the fire. “It was… unexpected.” He replies and when I eye him questioningly, he shrugs. “Are you not close with her?”

Whatever fragment had struck me had struck him as well. Before anyone could process what was happening, another presence crashed into the courtyard like wildfire. The temperature rose so abruptly that several nearby students stepped back with startled cries. Heat rolled across the air in scorching waves, pushing against Lucian’s icy mana with explosive force. I turned just in time to see him descending from the upper terrace as though gravity itself had become optional. Black hair, sharp amber eyes, and a smile far too amused for the chaos unfolding around us. Even without introduction, I knew. Kael. Another Crown King. His presence felt like controlled destruction—beautiful, reckless, and d

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

Lucian said flatly, his voice a blade. Bella’s brows knit. “I was only—” “I wasn’t speaking to you.” Kael’s gaze flicked between them, his storm-gray eyes sharp. Slowly, he set the bucket down, never dropping Lucian’s stare. The silence stretched, heavy as a drawn bowstring. At last, Kael inclined his head slightly — not submission, but acknowledgment — before turning and striding away. Lucian watched him go, his silver eyes narrowed, his wolf still snarling inside him. Mine. She is mine.

Suddenly, I could hear Dali in my mind as she spoke to Kacela, walking her through the marking. That’s perfect. Now lick the wound and seal it, she coached, and Kacela did just that. I opened my eyes to see Kacela smiling down at me, myself still inside her. “Dex is talking to me,” she said excitedly. “He’s very talkative,” she frowned. I laughed. “He is. I ignore him half the time.” She nodded, wonder still on her face. “What now?” she asked. I put my hands behind my head and grinned up at her.

She turned toward the garden doors to escape, but— “The balance is off.” She froze. Kael leaned against the doorway, holding a weighted practice sword. His expression was one of cold, infuriating certainty. “It will get you killed.” He tossed the practice sword. It clattered at her feet. “Try again.” Humiliation burned through her. She kicked the practice blade aside. “This will do.” A slight, dismissive shrug. “Your funeral.” He moved. The duel was a brutal lesson. Elira was a storm of desperation and newfound strength. Kael was an unmovable cliff face. He didn’t attack; he dismantled her. Every lunge was parried, every feint seen through.

he mutters, cracking knuckles, leaning against a pillar. “Then we clean it up,” I say, gripping Raymond’s hand tighter. “You in?” “Hell yeah,” Dante says, shadows twitching. “Like the echo fight?” “Close enough,” I say, nodding. “Akira, you good?” “Born for it,” she says, blade tight, eyes cold but solid. “Like the vampire alliance?” “Damn right,” I say, shadows curling. “Kael, don’t screw us.” “Not today,” Kael says, smirking, wild shadows twitching. “Like the hidden realm?”

they than covered her with their body's protectively from his gaze She then pulled them by the ears " auh, auh, auh" were Draco and Azar exclaiming at the pain caused by Celea " Stop acting childish, this is our guest and I would never live you for a man, you three are my top priority" " really? " they said with a puppy voice and hugged her again " Guys this is Dereus a dragon like you, Dereus this are Draco, Azar and our cute Kai" " Hey, why would you only call Kai cute I'm cute too! " Draco