March 7th X Caelus Novels & Stories

Purpose. “What does it want?” she whispered. Theoden didn’t answer. Because the truth was: part of him wanted to listen. — By midday, Cassiel returned. They hadn’t seen him since the last cryptic warning about the eclipse. He stepped into the kitchen with that same unreadable calm. “It’s begun,” he said. Selene turned. “What has?” “The alignment. The blood moon. The seal is responding. And it’s responding to him.” He nodded to Theoden.

They positioned themselves like shields, Jonah to her left, Rowan to her right, daring anyone to step closer. But it was Kael who stilled the tide. He didn’t move quickly, didn’t shove or bark orders. He simply appeared, tall and imposing at the edge of the crowd, his posture radiating something deeper than authority. A primal dominance that went beyond human. Even the most furious whispers faltered when his gaze swept the townsfolk, glowing faintly with a gold that caught the lantern light. The murmurs died into uneasy silence. “The howls,” Kael said, his voice carrying with a strange resonance, “are not wolves. And they will not stop. Not now. Not while the moon waxes full.”

"You stay quiet, while a war happens within you" ~Unknown Carina's POV: 6 years ago.... (Alpha Theodore's 18th birthday ceremony) : I'm so happy! Finally, Celeste and Theodore will be destined as true mates today. Well, their relationship is not anything less than of true mates but to have it confirmed by the moon goddess herself is another thing. I just visited Celeste and my girl looked so happy and pretty. Celeste and I share such a deep bond that I can practically sense all of her feelings within me, whether it being happiness, anger or sadness.

I was. “You'll have access to the island,” I finally said. “You can bring the people you trust. But the rules are mine.” Harris took a deep breath, thought about my words for a moment before extending his hand forward again, “Then, we have a deal.” I looked down at his hand for a moment before looking up at him. Then, I smiled and shook his hand, “We have a deal.” His grip tightened around mine, and for the first time since I had woken up seven days before the apocalypse, I felt like I wasn't carrying everything alone.

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

A few days had passed since Miss Eliot and Casandra had introduced me to the great Flaring Cerulean Moon Pack. I had already started with my work. It was not daunting; all I had to do was serve food to the noble family, elderly Alpha Mario and his luna, Carol Black. The family was not as enormous as I had imagined. Miss Eliot did mention a son, the only heir, who was away on an important business trip. Today, the 3rd of March, is said to be a day when the son comes back; unfortunately, I was not paying attention when she said what his name was.

"It is the living blood of the original Sun Queen—the pristine, uncorrupted solar flame passed down through our lineage. Valerius doesn't just want to destroy Obsidian Ridge. He wants you. He will use every forbidden weapon in the Capital's arsenal to strip Caelum away from you and force you into the Crucible." Before Lyra could process the chilling realization, the heavy iron doors of the medical wing swung open. Caelum entered the room, his long black cloak trailing behind him like a wave of physical darkness. His dark linen shirt was open at the collar, revealing the glowing silver-gold lines of their shared mating mark, and his striking gold-and-silver eyes burned with absolute, cold aut

She spent her days walking back and forth in her room, cursing Lyra’s name over and over again. "Are your men ready, Xavier?" Emily asked in a cold, bitter voice, stepping over to the table. "I do not want to wait another month! Every day that Lyra sits in that castle acting like a queen makes my blood boil!" "Calm down, Emily!" Xavier snapped back, glaring at her. "We cannot rush this! If we attack too early without preparation, Kael's guards will cut our men to pieces!" "Xavier is right for once, girl," Marcus growled, looking at Emily with cold contempt. "We strike on the night of the Winter Solstice Festival."

“And he’s… just as I remember. Soft. Inviting.” Kael paced, a restless energy emanating from him. “He ran. He left us. He thought he could escape.” His voice was a low growl, a rumble of thunder before a storm. “He did, didn’t he?” Damon’s eyes were cold, calculating. “But he returned. Unwittingly, perhaps. But he’s here now. And this time, he won’t be leaving.” Elias leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, his gaze intense. “So, what’s the plan, brother? We reclaim what’s ours?”

The blonde, Sarah, starts before the dark haired girl, Mariah, nudges her and she immediately shuts up. "Took over?" Rei latches on to the blonde slip up. "Indeed, perhaps this Calista took on the Alpha's role fully for her father. No wonder she's causing difficulties already, she must think I'm taking her position." I reply to Rei, watching as the group in front of me shift nervously, clearly mindlinking one another. Something I won't be able to do until the new Alpha ceremony during the next full moon.