Noctis Lucis Caelum X Reader Novels & Stories

When I finally lifted my head to look at him, he stepped back instinctively, like my presence startled him. “What... happened to you?” he asked. No more teasing, no playful grin only seriousness. Damien only got like this when things were truly serious. “What are you talking about?” I asked in a low voice. “There’s so much darkness around you, Lucian.” “What?” “I feel it. It’s so strong.” His face twisted like just looking at me was physically painful. I stood up slowly from the edge of the bed. He was right. Something wasn’t right inside me—not since that night in the forest.

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.

Orion POV The morning light crept across the bedroom rug, warming the space between us. Lucian lay beneath me, his dark hair spread out like silk. His breathing was a rhythm, his green eyes wide and fixed on my face. The energy of our kiss began to slow down, turning into a warm feeling that settled deep inside my chest.

"Nothing to worry about, they were unfortunate human victims. They will be handed over to the cops. Probably, murdered by someone crazy. They were dumped in our shipyard." "That's so terrible, poor humans." "Evil exists! You know it. Don't ponder on it." He said while tracing my face with his knuckles. Lucian scented my neck deeply and once he calmed down he leaned back to look deep into my eyes which were fluttering open and shut as I struggled to stay awake. His hand gently tucked stray strands of hair before moving down to caress my cheek as he whispered, "I love you." "You should, I'm fabulous," I whispered as I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

He crossed the room in long strides, capturing Caelan’s mouth in a deep, devouring kiss that tasted of cold wind and barely leashed need. Lucien’s large hands roamed with urgent possession, shedding cloaks and tunics until bare skin met bare skin. He lifted Caelan onto the sturdy wooden table, stepping between his legs as their joining turned fierce and consuming. Every deep thrust carried the weight of protection and raw desire, every shared moan a defiance against the northern whispers that sought to undermine them. Moonlight threads danced visibly around their bodies, weaving silver light that amplified every sensation until pleasure crashed over them in powerful, shuddering waves, leavin

Lucian gestured to her. "What are you reading?" Clarissa manages to ask. "It's a fantasy novel, werewolf bond, I never knew this world had a little knowledge about us, " Lucian said with a frown. "Humans like to romanticize everything," Clarissa said. "I can see that" Lucian pointed to the book in his hand. The two had a little awkward laughter. "I'm sorry about earlier, " she said. Lucian knitted his brow at her, " Earlier?" he asked confused.

Lucian's presence embodied the duality of danger and allure, a captivating enigma that beckoned me to explore the uncharted territory of my own desires. With an imperceptible nod, Lucian acknowledged my presence, silently inviting me to join him on this transformative night. It was a silent agreement, a mutual understanding that defied the constraints of words. In his gaze, I glimpsed the flicker of an unspoken promise—that together, we would navigate the uncharted depths of the lunar festival, and perhaps, find solace within each other's company.

All he saw was darkness to the end corners, there was a broken window that was letting the darkroom light up a bit only to make it darkly dim. The wooden furniture that was laying all over and was tried to hide with white dusty clothes gave the room another haunted feeling, but the spiders still found their home in it. He very cautiously moved ahead and what he saw made his brows curl up in confusion. He saw a Lucious lying on the floor, in the middle of the room, window's light directing his white skin against the sandy floor. He was having his back to him, only in his shorts, his figure was lean like a girl, but as Noah's eyes noticed that his back was filled with scars he felt an urge to

The mating bond hummed between her and the twin alphas, an electric current that seemed to draw her back toward the bedroom where they waited. Lucia turned, her expression softening as she gazed upon Aiden and Declan. They lay on the bed, waiting for her to take her place in between them. The intensity of their gaze on her made Lucia's breath catch. Without a word, she crossed the room, sinking into their embrace as the first golden rays of dawn spilled through the window.

(POV: Third Person's Limited — Lucien) Lucien hadn’t moved for a while. He just sat on the edge of the bed, one hand gently brushing his fingers through Noah’s hair while the boy lay there, curled beneath the blanket like something fragile and too beautiful for this brutal world. Noah shifted slightly, eyes soft but determined. “Lucien?” The man turned his head. “Can you… stay with me tonight?” There was no hesitation. Lucien stood, pulled back the comforter, and slid beneath it without a word. He reached out and Noah immediately found his place against his chest, one arm slung across Lucien’s waist, his cheek resting over the man’s heartbeat.