Caelus X Himeko の小説・ストーリー

The joy and fear that passed through khalys was unmistakn, his eyes moved around for where to keep Ez without the omega noticing but knowing how quick witted that omega is, Ez shut khalys and his thoughts off with a side eye. Over twenty people were starting to cough out blood from slitted throat or gouged out eyeballs. Goddess caelyn is my replica of the brutal person I was when I was at that age. “You just got yourself your own apartment”, Jamiel shouts at caelyn before pushing out his shadow to walk through the guys kneeling, anyone of them Jamiel shadow passes through gets their last life drained and their soul sucked out of them, caelyn mothered something about Jamiel being cool and I t

he whispered, skimming his nose up the length of alec’s nose. “Thank you for giving me three beautiful babies, I love you,” Allen said, gazing into his Alpha’s eyes. He smiled when Monika came into view and lifted the spell Rose had placed on him. His whole body tingled when the feeling came back to it. His heart sank a little when he felt a hollow space where his children should be but that space was soon filled up as Claire and Rose stepped forward with two of his babies. He sat up gingerly, feeling tired but in no pain and smiled up at Sebestian when he placed a big V-shaped pillow in his lap and propped the end of his bed up before the children were placed in his lap. He stared down at t

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

Caelum began his plea. He explained how he had run into Sebastian the berserker at the market area the other day and what had transpired between them. Helsinger was surprised and asked how certain he was that it was the lycan he saw, and Caelum answered that he was a hundred percent affirmative because he had been the one to mention Mara’s name. “And who is Mara?” Helsinger asked “My sister,” Caelum answered. Helsinger muttered something under his breath angrily, jealous of the guts their mother had to go about

For a second, I thought I saw something the old Callista flash in her eyes. But it vanished. “Good,” she said, her smile cruel. “Now you’re fighting like me.” Behind her, Caelum leaned casually against the wall, watching as though this were some private entertainment staged just for him. His icy blue eyes glittered with fascination. “Keep going,” he murmured. “Show me which of you deserves to live.” I wanted to rip that smug expression off his face, but Callista demanded all of me. Her claws met mine again, the clash ringing in my ears.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.

They overheard him fall to the ground. “Aw!” Cael complains. “Cael, are you okay?” Kyra shouted. “I’m fine...” Cael shouted. “My limbs are still intact.” Kyra and Damon enter the door. They looked around, and there was nobody in the corridor. “Who threw Cael?” Damon asked. “Not who. The proper word is what,” said Kyra. “Demon serpent,” Damon looked at what Kyra was looking at. In front of them was a demon with a long snake-like scaled body with an arrow-shaped head spread out like a cobra. It also has yellow, serrated spiky teeth and black eyes.

Although she was right before him, his Divine Sense detected nothing. At the same time, she gave off a very strange aura. It was one that James had sensed while he was in the Ancient Realm. The creature that oversaw the death match had the same aura as her. ‘Could Xezal be a Caelum Acmean?’ thought James. James quickly shook his head and cleared his thoughts. It was impossible for her to be a Caelum Acmean. If Xezal were a Caelum Acmean, the Human Race would have suffered more greatly during the battle in the Primordial Realm, and the Greater Realms would not have paid such a great price.

The water rose up to her shoulders. Kael crouched at the edge. “Close your eyes.” “You love telling me to do that,” Alessia muttered. “Because you overthink everything.” She glared Kael but, obeyed. “Feel your core,” Kael said. “Lux on the right. Caligo on the left.” Warm pulse. Cold pulse. Her dual core flickered in response. “Now imagine Aqua as another pulse,” Kael continued. “Near your ribs. Soft. Fluid. Not dangerous unless you pull too hard or push too fast.”