Novel & Cerita Lucis Caelum

” “Celeste—“ My words die in my throat as sounds of heavy boot echo in the corridor. Lucian walks into the room, he has returned to his terrifying perfection — a charcoal suite, a dark tie, his jaw freshly shaven and completely rigid. He doesn’t spare me a glance, his eyes are fixed completely on Celeste. “You have your instructions,” Lucian says, his deep baritone cutting through the room like winter ice. Celeste’s shoulders square slightly, her features seeming like something much colder, much older. She turns her head to look at Lucian, nodding in silent understanding before taking slow steps toward me. I stare at her, my mind spinning in panic. “Celeste… what’s going on? What is he tryin

Lucien slowly stood up, his bloodlust was retreating and his eyes looked clear. He got up but he didn't look at Alpha Hawthorne or the rest of us. Instead, he looked at the sky and we all followed after his gaze. The sun had set and the moon was rising. Shit! This was the worst-case scenario. “There's no time, the moon will get to its peak soon and anyone still on this mountain, especially this high up will freeze to death. everyone should go grab some equipment, there should be enough.” Lucien spoke, his gaze still directed towards the moon.

replied Maxim as he was. Maxim looked up, stared at Lisa's bedroom ceiling, then smiled as if getting an answer from above the same. "The empty piece of the puzzle turned out to be her... Maxine," Maxim said with a smile as his eyes met Lisa's warm-looking blue iris. Maxim then sat cross-legged facing Lisa, looking straight into the blue eyes in front of him with an exciting look, like wanting to tell her something really interesting and need to know his older sister right then and there.

“Mom.” “Yes, dear?” “Can you tell me a little bit more about the Lothians? Why am I so important to have? Why they took Alexandria.” I asked. I could see the shock on her face when I asked. “Well. It is a bit difficult to explain. Ledges have it that the Luna, also known as you. Are the only ones that can wipe out their existence. This is why they are they killed your sister. Before she could transform.” She said placing her hands on her lap.

Lucas placed his hand on the necklace she gave him as he whispered "I don't know" "What about the spell you used?" “I don’t know, all I know is that I made a deal with the vampire titans to let me enter the Holy Land to save her.” Irene looked at him cautiously, waiting for him to continue his words, while it was clear to Lucas that he was reluctant to tell him what happened. "We'll talk about this later." He said as he turned to leave, after he caught his last look at Lucien, who was carrying Emilia as he left for the palace.

The garden was unrecognizable beneath the silvery gaze of the full Hunter’s Moon. Once vibrant flowers now drooped and curled as though wilting under the weight of Erika’s apprehension. Clouds rolled sluggishly across the sky, dimming the moonlight. Rows of darkly clad Lycans gathered, their golden eyes gleaming like embers in the shadows. The air was thick with expectation, and Erika’s skin prickled with an uneasy awareness of every gaze trained on her.

He had barely even reached the elevator when a the message he’s been waiting for finally came through made his heart. ‘ Alpha, there’s a young girl of about 18 with an extremely weird color running in the direction of the Blood lake. She matches the description Beta Raphael had given perfectly' The hunter said making Lucious quickly connect to this particular hunter’s eye sight. Apart from communicating through the mind link, Lucious could also connect to his pack members and be able to see whatever it was they were viewing. He only used this when he there was an emergency and he needed to see things for himself. And right now, the emergency was an extremely huge one.

But it was his eyes that had Rebecca’s hand locked firmly onto the hilt of her dagger. Lucian’s silver irises had bled into a blinding, solid white light, completely devoid of pupils, radiating a profound, cosmic power that illuminated the dark corners of the bedroom. He was staring straight ahead into nothingness, his breathing shallow and rhythmic, his entire anatomy acting as a living lightning rod for a psychic current that was vibrating through the stone floorboards.

The only remaining sounds were the distant, wailing sirens of the facility's emergency vehicles and the steady lashing of the rain against Lucian’s helmet microphone. Lucian let out a ragged, deep breath, the sound heavy, dark, and thick with an intense physical release. Through the helmet-mounted camera feed, she watched him slowly step back from the melted bulkhead door, his massive six-foot-four frame silhouetted against the emerald strobe lights of the companionway. He reached up, wiping a mixture of freezing rain, sweat, and soot from his sharp jawline with the back of his forearm. His obsidian eyes, visible for a brief second as he checked the status screen on his personal interface, b