Noctis Caelum Novels & Stories

Sophie The moon hangs high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the fairgrounds. The usual joyous atmosphere twists into an eerie tension as Damian's secret unravels before my eyes. I stand frozen for a moment, my fascination momentarily overpowering the fear that should consume me. The tales of werewolves have always been distant echoes, whispered warnings from from my grandmother to keep curious minds like mine at bay. Yet, here I am, on the front lines of a supernatural battle, witnessing the transformation of humans into majestic, fearsome creatures.

She opened the laptop and started to present. “As per your wishes, it will be held at the next full moon, which will be about three weeks from now. I plan to hold it outside on the clearing, but I will place some tents and heaters in case of rain. In terms of colors, I will go with natural and for food, I will scout the local caterers in the coming days.”, Enora presented calmly, while the men were watching the pictures. Sebastian’s expression was unreadable, Lucas didn’t look too interested in what she had to say, but Adam looked relieved. “Good, it won’t be too fancy.”, he muttered.

he said, nodding toward a group of dark, star-shaped flowers glowing faintly. I looked at the flowers, brushing my fingers over a petal gently. “They’re beautiful.” “They’re called Noctis Tears,” he said. “They only grow in places soaked in old magic, like this castle.” I nodded slowly, gazing at the flowers with amazement. He didn’t say anything after that, and neither did I. We just walked through the garden in silence. When I glanced at him, he had a contented smile on his face. ‘I hope you know that we'll be coming back here to check out whatever the hell that was.’ Jade murmured.

A golden light seeped on over the edge of a stone lip that wouldn’t denote what lay beyond. “What . . . what is this place?” Flavius asked, knuckles white around the shaft of his lance. “I think we found what we were looking for.” August shot a look back. “Douse those torches, I see lights up ahead!” Reaching out to give him a cautious touch, Flavius hissed, “What do you see up there?” August held up the index finger of his left hand and waved behind himself with his gladius. “Silently.” He then unstrapped and removed his helmet. “Stay low. I’m going take a look.”

The flower that blooms in the middle of the night sky is also soaked in the white petals by the dew drops, a little soft and gentle makes people's hearts move. In the room, the weak light emanating from the bedside lamp, the floor was littered with men's and women's clothing, the sparse light trail was not enough to make the scene appear clearly. But the sound of men's gasps and women's soft breaths were continuous and endless. Tinh Ngoc doesn't know how much “love” this is tonight. Perhaps because they were about to be apart, Dinh Quan was especially intense tonight. All over her body were traces left by him, but the deepest part of her was also invaded and disturbed by him.

"We should know what it looks like; now it's the time to give us the details." Jippies share the look at his siblings, and they nod in agreement. "Hexia's pet's name is Noke, and...I think it's better we wait until nightfall. The sun doesn't do any good for it. It's probably hiding underground where the sun doesn't shine." "Is this creature that scary?" I scoff a bit of chuckle. "Remember, I've dealt with the ferals, and let's just say they aren't that scary looking."

Luna, attuned to the ebb and flow of celestial energies, recognized that the night held a special resonance—one that echoed the celestial transformation that had unfolded. Agreeing to stay the night, Luna became a guest in the Blackmoon palace. The Blackmoon chambers, adorned with celestial elegance, welcomed her with a sense of cosmic hospitality. As night descended upon Blackmoon, Luna and her hosts gathered under the luminous glow of the moon, sharing stories and reflections on the transformative events that had transpired.

No wonder Maura was finesse; she was probably royalty. We decided to introduce ourselves individually to the Calma household staff. Amid the exchange of pleasantries, we were interrupted by a strong gust of wind that felt heavy in the heart. A figure appeared before us; it was a huge shadow in a shape of a cloaked man with no identifiable facial feature. It whispered in a gravelly, eerie voice, "Darkness has risen. Soon, hell shall rise; the dawn of darkness approaches." Then, it vanished in a cloud of smoke, leaving all of us coughing. Noah was yelling, "Moros, you coward! Face me!"

‘Come back to me, please. The next day, the people stayed their vigil outside the palace and kept wait for news about the emperor. Some were losing hope thinking that Hadrian is long dead. Some rose to their feet and turned around. Catherine fell asleep where she sat that night, still holding Hadrian's hand. Hadrian stirred as the sunshine glared at his face, he sleepily opened his eyes and looked around. He looked at the window and winced at the sunlight in his face, he tried to raise his hand to shield his hand over his eyes, but it felt heavy and when he glanced to his side, he saw Catherine, still fully dressed, sleeping while seated holding his hand. And by the door, Anton was sleeping

Even children learned to recognize it from history books and whispered adult conversations. Noctis Academy. The name alone was enough to make powerful nobles straighten their backs. It was the most prestigious supernatural academy in existence, a place where only the most gifted elites were admitted. Future rulers studied there. Monster prodigies trained there. The strongest supernatural bloodlines in the world gathered there. It was a place revered by many and feared by even more. It was also the one place I had spent years praying to avoid. Aunt Mira studied my face before speaking. “You don’t have to accept it,” she said softly, though both of us knew life was rarely that simple. I stared