March 7th X Caelus Novels & Stories

“Like it’s calling my bones.” “It is,” Mara said quietly. She stood by the window, watching the treeline. “It’s older than you think. Older than any of us.” Caleb leaned over the map again, his fingers trembling. “It’s accelerating. The Blood Moon wasn’t supposed to peak for three nights. Now it’s rising early.” Silas looked up sharply. “How early?” Caleb swallowed. “Tomorrow night. Maybe sooner.” Silas’s jaw tightened. He glanced at Ava. “We’re out of time.”

The target's daily routine continued for three days, so for the next four days, Azrael will continue the assassination of his target. The day has come when Azrael will carry out his mission. Azrael had already prepared his guns and knife. Azrael placed the Coharie Arms MP-10 Using a duffle bag, and his pistols were in his pistol holster. He has already left his condo unit. He left all his feelings as he left his home. He knew this mission would not be easy so he needed to be more self-confident. He drove in his black Camaro.

“I chose Zephyria.” Elias snorted softly. “Same thing.” Draven didn’t answer. But the corner of his mouth twitched. ✦ ✦ ✦ Mara’s equipment lit up with the largest core fracture yet. The sanctuary shook. And somewhere in the citadel, Vaelor’s bond flared with sudden, sharp awareness. The war had just changed again.

"It's better than happy. Happy is a spike. Content is a plateau." "I like plateaus. They are flat. Easy to defend." "You're hopeless." "I am yours." "Yeah. You are." Atlas barked. Once. Short. Sharp. "What is it?" Elion asked. "Squirrel?" "No," Cale said. "He is announcing the day." "It's a grey day." "It is a Tuesday," Cale said. "Is it?" "Yes." Cale touched his wrist. Zero marks. "Just a Tuesday," Cale said. And for the first time in three hundred years, he didn't check the exits.

Caelan walked through and stopped a pace inside, looking at the pack house grounds with the careful attention of someone memorising exits and sightlines without making it obvious that was what he was doing. Luca leaned close to my ear. "Ezra is going to want to know about this immediately," he said quietly. "I know." "Victor is going to move the moment he hears this wolf is inside the gates." "I know that too." I looked at Caelan, standing in the morning light on Black Moon Ridge's grounds for the first time, with two days until the Moonfall delegation arrived and everything Victor had spent seventeen years building pointed directly at the moment we were standing inside right now.

When I reached Alpha Caleb, I said, “Alpha Hunter is feeding off the children of the moon. The only way to stop him is with Christopher and Sun Witches.” “We have a Sun Witch here too.” Alpha Caleb said pointing towards Sal and I was happy to see he was here but that was only one Sun Witch. “We need more then one.” I said as I now was being attacked by my own man and I quickly diverted him. “You got to be kidding me.” Alpha Caleb said as he pulled out his phone and dialed a number. All I heard was, “You need to get to Red Moon now and bring as many of your kind as possible.” Before he hung the phone up and we both went back to injuring my men.

"Seven years of border survival means you notice things pack wolves don't. Solaris compounds with unusual security profiles tend to attract attention from people who pay attention to unusual things." I think about how many people have been circling this specific piece of information for years — Duskfall, the Unmarked, my mother fifteen years ago, Kael's father before he died without finishing his theory. A truth this large doesn't stay perfectly hidden even when someone's spent three centuries trying. It just stays unconfirmed. Until tonight, maybe. We finish eating. The afternoon march continues — less talking now, the specific quiet of a group conserving energy for what's ahead. I walk in

"No. Caelum is not meeting with a Frostmarch officer alone." "He's not armed. He's young. Barely older than Caelum." Maren hesitated. "He says his name is Kael. He was the Frostborn's herald. And he doesn't know what to do now." I stood up, and my legs were still shaky, but they held. "Let him in." --- Kael was pale and scarred and young. His blue-white eyes were hollow, and his hands hung at his sides like he didn't know what to do with them. When he saw me, he stopped and dropped to his knees.

I picked up the phone with my eyes still glued to the TV and placed it in my ear. “WHAT are we gonna do now?” my best friend Kathy said into the phone in a hysterical tone. She must have seen the news; the only woman who could break my curse had been murdered. “I don't know, Kathy,” I said to the receiver as I bowed my head in frustration, taking my eyes off the TV. “you're gonna die, Caleb, oh my God,” I could hear her stomping her feet in her house from the phone; she was furiously pacing around.

CHAPTER LXIII: Love Quarrel ONE month had passed already. All the damages in Caelum Academy brought about by the last battle were fixed already. We also fortified the barrier protecting the academy by the grace of our zodiacs. Three weeks ago, we held a meeting in the presence of Archmaster Leonard and Archmistress Demia and we already planned things. Three months from now, we are going to launch a surprise attack to the demons in Celestia. Vela had predictions about the future. She saw in her vision that those demons are already preparing, strengthening their armies and legions, and planning to attack us four months from now on. That alarmed us and decided to make the first move against the