Noctis Lucis Caelum X Reader Novels & Stories

His hand splayed low across my stomach, heat searing through fabric as he held me tight to him. Elias’s lips brushed the shell of my ear, softer, steadier. “Starlight,” he whispered, the word reverent, almost breaking. His fingers traced down my spine, leaving glowing sigils like kisses across my skin. Piece by piece, they stripped me. Lucien’s hands claimed what his mouth couldn’t, his shadows teasing across my thighs. Caelum tugged the last of my clothes from me with a low snarl, his chest pressed to my bare back, hard length digging into me as his teeth traced my shoulder. Elias guided me toward the bed with steady palms, his runes warming the small of my back like a brand.

The ground beneath it shook as it passed, everything in its path bending under its force. It was destruction… direct and unavoidable. Lucien didn’t move. His head remained tilted. His gaze locked onto hers. Then… He moved, barely. A single hand rising slowly… almost lazily. There was no urgency, no tension. Not even a sign that he even acknowledged the threat rushing toward him. And through it all… His eyes never left hers. His lips parted. And when he spoke, it wasn’t in any language known to man. “Solvaris… Nocthra Vey.”

Clara’s POV “You know what I don’t understand, Alpha?” I said, rolling onto my stomach in Lucan’s bed with nothing but his T-shirt covering my body. I drew my finger across the sheets and smiled at him standing in the doorway with dark circles under his eyes that somehow made him look sexier. “Why you’re not between my legs.” Lucan stared at me with those hazel eyes, pulled on his collar to loosen it, and chuckled, shutting the door behind him as he walked into the room closer and closer to me. The moonlight flooded into the room, glinting against his face so perfectly.

Visenya's heart skipped a beat as she saw a figure descending from above, gracefully gliding through the clouds. Lucian’s wings beat in perfect harmony with the powerful rhythm of Visenya's heart, captivating her as she laid her eyes upon his iridescent scales that shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight. Before he could touch the ground and take his natural form, Visenya jumped to her feet and ran towards Lucian. Their eyes locked in an electric current that surged between them, igniting a fire that had been smoldering in their souls.

He twitched and I could have sworn I saw a ghost of a smile. The moment I tasted his blood, I couldn’t get enough of it. It tasted like sunshine and warmth. It tasted like power and darkness. It tasted like storms. By the time I was done, every single wound in my body was completely and thoroughly healed. His glowing eyes never left mine and when we stopped, he asked my name and I told him. Then he went ahead and uttered words that rocked my entire being and left me absolutely dumbfounded. “I, Nox Rider, King of lycans and ruler of werewolves choose you Zora Sparks to be my mate and queen.” He said and then smirked so dangerously. “You’re mine now.”

The moonlight shining down on the pages illuminated the words in a way that made them seem to come alive. Without thinking, Verena sat down in the nook by the window and used the full moon as her light. She began to read from the book. "Seriona," she read the name written as the title of the first chapter. The story was captivating, and she was drawn in by the tale of werewolves. It was about a pack, led by their king, Lucas, who were cursed by a powerful witch named Seriona to only be alive inside the book. They were inside their own world where they could no longer harm humans, and the world was called Lunaria. The tale sent shivers down her spine; it was so wonderfully written, and the em

PROLOGUE "I, Derek, the future Alpha of this pack, officially reject you, Heidi Artemis, as my destined mate and my future Luna. I sever the bond between us right now, and I banish you from ever seeking a place by my side." Derek nodded with glee as he straightened his posture. He grabbed the microphone tightly with his right hand and cleared his throat.

“You still don’t understand how this works.” I met his gaze. “I understand more than you think.” His eyes searched mine, something unreadable passing through them before his mouth curved into a slow, unsettling smile. “You know, Lucia, it's been a long time since you were in my bed.”

The stranger laughed. “That was the story you chose to believe.” “I watched you fall.” “You watched me disappear.” “There is a difference.” The laughter echoed beneath the crystal ceiling. Lucian stepped forward, placing himself between the stranger and everyone else. “Who are you?” The man’s smile widened. “So much like him.” “So eager to stand between danger and the people you love.” He slowly placed a hand over his heart and bowed with mocking elegance. “My name…” He raised his head. “…is Aurelius Noctis.”

Chapter Eight “Would you like me to make you something to eat?” Lucas slips his arms around me and pulls me to his chest. The builders just left, and we’re sitting on the couch in the living room. “Maybe in a little bit.” I pull my legs up and wiggle closer to him. “Can we just sit here first?” He nods and presses his lips to mine before laying us down. My eyes fall shut and exhaustion takes over. And then I remember the zombie in the attic.