Sunday X Caelus Novels & Stories

And Kael's grip on his weapon loosened, a silent acknowledgment of her strength. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the Sacred Nexus, Elysia and her companions knew that this was only the beginning. The essence of power had been harnessed, a unity between warrior and elements forged. And with the premonition of a looming conflict still lingering, they braced themselves for the challenges that lay ahead, ready to face whatever destiny had in store for them.

He was perfectly symmetrical, perfectly poised, and utterly Empty. "Greetings, Moon-Apex," the stranger said. His voice wasn't a roar or a hiss. It was a Perfectly Synthesized Resonance, a frequency so clear it made my teeth ache. "My name is Caelum. I am the Secondary Protocol for Asset Recovery." I stepped forward, my fur bristling, the "Too Much" energy flaring in a protective arc around me. "The High Council is dead, Caelum. Valerius is ash. You have no contract here."

No mother-in-law from hell, no cruel husband, and at worst, maybe a jealous ex-lover that attempted to kill me and failed. Selene gently takes my hand and I understand that Seth is right. I'm a child. I've been wrong all along. "If you need anything, let me guide you," Selene offers. I nod and blush, and now it is I that cannot look anyone in the eyes at this new court. No longer am I Dawn, the young and proud whom those feared, the Cursed Child, but now I am Simply Dawn. Simply Dawn is not feared nor hated, back at home, where she is the Cursed Child, and mayeb that is a good thing.

Uriah’s pov ; As the warm rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, I opened my eyes to the sight of my beloved husband, Xavier, lying beside me. A gentle smile played on his lips as he leaned in to peck me on the cheek, causing a rosy blush to spread across my cheeks. "Good morning, my love," he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness. "Happy Sunday." I returned his affectionate gesture with a loving gaze. Sundays held a special place in my heart, as they were devoted to worship and spiritual nourishment. The values of faith and devotion had been instilled in me by my late father, and I cherished the opportunity to share them with Xavier.

Selene asked in a hushed tone, taking in the massacre around her. The husks of once-regal celestials lay sprawled on the cold obsidian floor, golden blood forming small streams down the few stairs to the raised platform of thrones. The dead bodies of the celestials who were unfortunate enough to get attacked by either me or Anubis before eventually being killed by Eva looked more mauled than others, since our wolves too had been driven by vengeance and resentment during the fight. If it was this bad here, I could only imagine how bad it must be outside where the mass battle took place. Judging by the appearance of the two worried celestials and the few who followed them behind, it shouldn't

I said, “do we have enough to strike the Star Raiders head-on?” Kael didn’t answer right away. He looked out the narrow window slit beside us, watching the White Snow men sparring just outside. “Enough to start,” he said at last. “But not enough for a guaranteed win.” I turned to him, eyes narrowing. “You doubt the strength of what we’ve built?” “No,” Kael said evenly. “I doubt the certainty of war.” That earned him a thin smile from me. “Then we prepare for more than war. We prepare for total domination, we don't know what Ryan might have up his sleeves.”

"We don't cage her. We guide her." Xavier finally stopped pacing. "Then tomorrow... she hears the truth." The Black Sun's Final Pulse They thought it was over when the eclipse began to pass. The sun peeked out once more—weak, pale, but visible. Until it pulsed. Ceres looked up. "That's not light." "No," Maera whispered. "That's fire. Someone's casting a beacon." Over the ruins of the Flame Temple, a dark-red flare shot into the sky. The clouds twisted. Flame symbols etched into the sky.

For a moment, the only sound was the crackling fire consuming the forests around them. “We don’t have time for this,” Caelum finally said. “Solis has shown himself. That means war is coming—not just between light and shadow, but sun and moon.” --- Scene Five: Solis’s Manifestation Above them, the rift in the sky widened. From within, a golden hand reached through—a clawed, fiery appendage larger than a mountain. The air shimmered, distorting with heat waves. Wolves fell to their bellies in terror. “The Sun God! He’s coming!” one cried.

"The Luna is an uptight woman. She doesn’t break rules, so I'm merely trying to point out that it's tricky to keep on approaching her using different ways." Caius frowns at him. "You're making sense, so how am I supposed to make her break the rules in her own will?" "Perhaps, seperating her from the Alpha King would be your first step." Beau's sense of hearing heightened. "He might completely own her this time." Before Caius could react, his gut feeling got to him like an electric shock paralyzing his whole body. His senses went dull, and all he could feel was the wrenching pain itching its way in his chest.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?