Kaeya X Diluc Novels & Stories

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.

The pull to her was stronger than that of gravity. Lucian rose to the surface further wanting to join in the moment as he knew her to be his true mate now. My teeth elongated scratching at her lip by mistake. She winced, causing me to pull away, seeing her wipe her lip with her thumb. A small amount of blood smeared on her thumb, but she didn't seem frightened. In fact, I could feel her excitement. My innocent Raya wanted more than I had been giving her. She wanted me to rough and I quickly accepted that role.

replied Luna Reina. Arlcia shook her head slowly, she opened her palm and took out something shaped like a sky and its contents. There were many stars, clouds, and the full moon shining on them. Soon, the sound of thunder rumbled. The sky which had been bright was now overcast and made things even darker. The wind blows gently, blowing strands of Cia's hair seductively. "I'm not an ordinary human, you guys are wrong. My name is Arlcia, I am Del Luna."

She silently thanks her father for teaching her discipline. At the training field today, the soldiers are practicing their sword skills and Kayola watches as usual. Suddenly, Devilio calls her name. “Kayola, why don’t you have a sword-off with Marcus?” he suggests. “No….I don’t think…” she objects. “I insist, please,” Devilio pleads and she agrees. She gets into position and the duel starts. Kayola skillfully dodges Marcus’ sword and the soldiers cheer her. Before they know it, Kayola already has Marcus on the floor, her sword pointing at him.

“This isn’t over.” After the duel, the hall was silent again. Lyra let her shadows relax, letting them settle on the floor like ink spreading in water. She sank to her knees, trying to calm the adrenaline still thrumming through her veins. She glanced at Kaelen, and for a moment, the world outside the training hall seemed to vanish. His blue eyes met hers, steady, unwavering, and something unspoken passed between them—a quiet acknowledgment that they were stronger together, in every sense.

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.”

After I hugged Nay Aurelia, I also hugged Kuya Kali, Kuya Lucian, and Xavier tightly. When I let go of Xavier's hug as the last time he hugged me, I immediately went back to Kuya Kali because I remembered that I had something to say to him. "Hey brother, I just remembered I have something to tell you. About Xavier and Kuya Lucian." I whispered as I approached him. "What, that Xavier is courting Kuya Lucian?" Kuya Kali promised with a smirk. "Like how did you know." I have an intriguing question for Kuya Kali...

“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.

He swiftly shifts into his human form and disappears into the foliage. Delilah assumes a hunting stance, her movements graceful yet cautious as she approaches the tall grass. Visenya trails behind, her heart swelling with fondness as she observes the familiar game unfolding before her. Suddenly, Delilah springs into action, bounding into a thicket of grass, her playful growls echoing through the air as she lands on Lucian’s chest, pinning him to the ground. Affectionate licks rain down upon him as her tail wags enthusiastically, a testament to her sheer joy.

Her hand touched his arm, the silver glow of her tattoo intensifying, emotions raw: vulnerability in her plea, love compelling trust. Kael's breath hitched, his gray eyes meeting hers, emotions exploding: guilt making his voice tremble, love surging to confess. "Alya... the ally was a mentor, not a friend," he began, his gravelly voice low, drawing her closer, the starlight illuminating his face. "In Dusk, he trained me in combat, but his cult ties twisted him. I rejected him when he demanded blood oaths—exiled for it. He was like a father, but corrupt. I hid it fearing you'd see me as tainted. But you're my light—no more shadows." His hand cupped her cheek, the blue glow of his tattoo flari