Novel & Cerita Lucis Caelum

That was pure suffering. I had never imagined he'd do this to poor Kael, our friend. “…Why Lucian again?” I asked, more to myself than him, but Kael’s eyes didn’t leave mine. “Why is it always him when violence is mentioned? Why is he always… right there?” Though Kael was silent, his jaw tightened slightly. “I've heard of the ruthless things Lucian did. Those things were…awful. He was the leader of the phantom order. Those beasts.”

I don’t know why I can’t get Lady out of my head. I feel like I am mesmerized by her smile, by her face, and by the way, she talks, the simplicity that shows her real beauty captures my attention and I can’t forget the beauty of her face no matter what I do. It makes me want to see her and I really want to see her now because I can’t concentrate on my work. I am facing my monitor and physically present at work but my mind is with her and I don’t know why. I put my phone inside my pocket and brought it inside the production floor to check for her reply to my message. I am checking my phone from time to time and she is not accepting my friend request, she is not replying to my messages either

His skin radiated heat beneath her touch, and the instant she connected with his energy, a violent flood of visions crashed into her mind. A temple illuminated in red light. A fractured stone altar. Blood pooling at its base. And a pair of glowing violet eyes staring at her—hungry, ancient, and awakened. Aria recoiled with a gasp. Lucian instantly shifted back to his human form, gripping her arms. “What did you see?” “A presence,” she whispered, trembling. “Something tied to the Moon Temple… and it’s awakened. It’s reaching out to those sensitive enough to perceive it.” Lucian's jaw clenched. “And it's only growing stronger.”

If I am fated to be this pack’s Luna, then Lucian will be my Gamma. “Lucian, this is Elaine, High Priestess of the Sacred Oak Coven. She arrived this morning to assist Seren with her healing and to share information. Please take her to the large conference room and get her settled. Seren, Gideon, and I need to have a small meeting before we join you,” Duncan said. Lucian nodded, then held his arm out, showing the way to the conference room. “It’s nice to meet you as well, High Priestess. If you would come with me?” He led her away, down a long corridor to the left.

His voice was low, deliberate, edged with something Evelyn had rarely heard in him: caution. “The beast we saw,” he said, eyes narrowing in thought. “It is no ordinary lycan. Not even a rogue.” Rowan frowned. “You mean the crimson eyes? I’ve read of such a thing in fragments… but I thought it was only myth.” Kael shook his head. “Not myth. Memory. That creature is the Hollow Beast—the remnant of the first betrayal.” Evelyn froze where she stood in the next room, the boards creaking beneath her as she lingered at the edge of their conversation.

“Wren did say that the amount of wolfsbane in your body was lethal.” My baby almost died. Just thinking about it made me so fucking angry. I was ready to tear the world apart. “That’s weird.” Emma mumbled. “Not for you.” Drake smiled. “You are the True Luna. You can do what most wolves can’t.” Emma looked up at him and gave him a small smile. Jealousy burned inside of me. She shouldn’t be smiling at him. But what pissed me off even more was the way he was looking at her.

In his penthouse that night, Lucian pours himself a drink. He doesn't check his phone. He doesn't call Elias. He doesn't move. Only his reflection in the window betrays the truth ...a flicker of pain that tightens his chest, then fades beneath the weight of his pride. He whispers into the quiet, "Caelum will find you… not me." Then he raises the glass to his lips, drinks deeply, and drowns the last piece of himself that still wanted to care. ----- Caliste stirred weakly in the cold chair, wrists bound, head throbbing from the blow she'd received. Her vision blurred before it cleared just enough to see the outline of grimy walls and the shadow of two men standing near the door.

Lucien’s army. Wolves with burning eyes and ashen fur prowled in unnatural coordination. Witches draped in tattered cloaks murmured dark incantations that caused the air to shiver. Tower-mounted catapults stood ready, loaded with flaming tar. Lucien himself sat atop an obsidian war-steed, its nostrils leaking black smoke. His silver eyes glowed like twin moons, eerily calm as he surveyed Crescent territory. Kaelen let out a low growl. “He wants a spectacle.”

I crossed one of my leg over. "Welcome everyone to the black auction. We have pretty good items today so please enjoy. The first item. One of Lala-land's finest diamond. This diamond is also one of the rarest diamond in the world. The silver has been extinct and this is the last of its kind. It can cut through anything and projects bright light. This diamond is one of a kind. There's no other of it in the world. We will start the bidding at 3 million dollars." The person said.

"Wait, you mean to say that the Great War from 500 years ago ended because of you!" The look of determination on my mother's face confessed the truth. I was stunned as Demir was because everyone said the savior wore a white cloak but saw silver hair. I wasn't confirmed that the Brotherhood of Lucia's savior is their Moon Goddess. I close my eyes and try to recollect all the details of the Great War. I reread in my head every word that I had missed. Then there was one name that the Fae Queen and Werewolf Queen mentioned - Lucinda. Lucinda can also be short for Lucia.