Novels by Celestia

Ivan's POVTwenty minutes later, we're seated in one of the stronghold's smaller meeting rooms. Avalon sits across from us, still dripping from the snow outside. Captain Kael stands guard by the door."What do you want, Avalon?" I ask directly.Avalon looks between Jason and me, his expression serious. "Kaelen is being forced into an arranged marriage."Jason stiffens beside me. "What?""To a woman named Elena. From a pack up north. His father arranged it as part of his rehabilitation." Avalon's voice is quiet. "The wedding is supposed to happen soon."I feel Jason's shock through our bond. Despite everything that happened between them, this news clearly affects him."Why are you telling us this?" Jason asks."Because I thought you should know. And because..." Avalon hesitates. "I owe you an apology. For everything that happened. For not stopping it when I could have."Jason's jaw tightens. "I haven't forgiven you.""I know.""I don't know if I ever will."Avalon nods, accepting this.

Jason and I follow Captain Kael through the winding stone halls of the palace, each step tightening the knot in my stomach. The snow has thickened outside, the wind howling through the towering trees that frame the Lycan border like sentinels.When we finally reach the front gates, I spot the figure immediately.Avalon stands just beyond the iron boundary, dressed in thin clothing wholly unfit for this kind of cold. His hair is damp, clinging to his forehead, and his lips are tinged blue from exposure. Snow has gathered at his boots and shoulders, yet he stands unmoving, arms crossed tightly over his chest like it’s the only thing holding him together.Jason lets out a quiet, anguished sound and moves to open the gate, but I stop him with a firm hand.“I’ll do it,” I say.I step into the snow-laden night, the cold biting at my skin instantly. Avalon’s head lifts at the sound of my approach. His eyes—so similar to Jason’s in color but dulled with something broken—meet mine.“Avalon,” I

Ivan's POVI find Jason in the blue suite, standing by the massive stone window that overlooks the Lycan forests. He's silhouetted against the fading daylight, his shoulders tense with barely contained emotion. Even from across the room, I can feel his distress through our bond—a mixture of hurt, uncertainty, and something that might be resignation."Jason," I say softly, closing the door behind me.He doesn't turn around immediately, just continues staring out at the darkening landscape. "It's beautiful here," he says quietly. "I can see why you love it."I cross the room to stand behind him, my hands settling gently on his shoulders. "Are you alright? I know that conversation with my mother was—""Brutal?" Jason turns in my arms, and I can see the careful composure he's been maintaining starting to crack. "Ivan, she hates me. Actually hates me, and she doesn't even know me.""She doesn't hate you," I say, though the words feel hollow even to me. "She's just... protective of the pack

Ivan's POVThe Lycan Territory spreads out before us as our transport crests the final hill, and I feel Jason's sharp intake of breath beside me."It's... incredible," Jason whispers, his eyes wide as he takes in the sheer scale of the fortress. "I've never seen anything like it.""Wait until you see the inside," I tell him, squeezing his hand reassuringly. "My father will want to meet you properly. He's heard about what happened at the academy."Jason tenses slightly at the mention of recent events. The trauma is still fresh, still raw, despite the justice that was served. I can feel his anxiety through our bond, the way he's second-guessing himself about coming here with me."Hey," I say softly, turning to face him fully. "You belong here. With me. Don't let anyone make you think otherwise."The massive gates of the stronghold swing open as our transport approaches, guards in traditional Lycan armor snapping to attention. The sight of the banners—a silver moon over crossed swords o

Elena's POVI'm sitting in my father's study when he tells me about the arrangement, and I have to grip the arms of my chair to keep from showing how the news affects me."Kaelen Hillson?" I repeat, keeping my voice carefully neutral. "The one who was arrested for falsifying evidence?""The very same," my father says, settling back in his leather chair with a satisfied expression. "His father came to me with a proposal. The boy needs rehabilitation, needs to prove he can be a productive member of society. Marriage to you would accomplish that while also strengthening our pack's political position."I nod slowly, as if I'm considering this revelation for the first time instead of having spent sleepless nights thinking about it since Thomas Hillson first approached our family."He's... damaged goods, isn't he?" I ask carefully. "I mean, what he did to that omega was pretty horrible. Are you sure this is wise?""Damaged goods can be repaired with the right guidance," my father replies. "

Kaelen's POVThe supernatural detention facility is nothing like the human prisons I'd imagined from movies. The walls themselves seem to pulse with containment magic, designed specifically to suppress supernatural abilities and prevent escape. I've been here for three weeks now, and every day feels like a year.My cell is small, sterile, and utterly silent except for the hum of magical barriers. No windows, no contact with the outside world except for the guards who bring meals and escort me to the shower block. The isolation is driving me slowly insane, giving me nothing to do but replay every terrible decision that led me here.Jason's face haunts me—the way he looked at me with such disgust and betrayal, the sound of those three slaps echoing in my mind like thunder. Each one deserved, each one a small payment toward a debt I'll never be able to fully repay.The mate bond is still there, a constant ache in my chest that reminds me of what I've lost. I can feel Jason's emotions som

Story 5: Private Tutor With My Professor 4ANNAI love it! And what do I love? The way he pushed me to the wall, raised my leg and slammed his huge dick inside my wet pussy, the way he shows no mercy while fucking me, the way his hand choked my neck and pounded his dick deep inside me, and the way he excites me, makes me scream and crave for more from him.“Fuck! Yes! Faster…Mhm~ “ screaming, my fingers scratch the wall deeply, my eyes rolling to the back of my head sweetly, and my butt rolling and rocking to meet his strokes.So crazy, so intense, so big and full…“Arghhh! Fuck! You’re so tight…” His loud groan turned me on and made me tighten my walls holding back his dick and squeezing it. I could feel him stiffen, his breathing heavy and his groans choked in his throat.Having had enough, I relaxed my pussy and allowed him to continue hitting my right spots and he didn't disappoint, fucking my pussy, letting his curvy dick graze some corners which I never knew existed. My scre

Story 5: Private Tutor With My Professor 3MARKMy lips move gently on hers, sucking and nibbling on her lips sweetly, swallowing her moans and making her unable to think anymore. I didn't want to hear one more word from her.. I don't need her to talk, I want action and as long as I know she has interest in this too, then I will go for it. The truth is that I have been secretly watching her for months. Anna is shy and studious but I could see something wild in her eyes, the interest to explore the world, the cravings that she had hidden deeply inside her. I have always wanted to unleash it, make her go wild on me, spreading her legs and make her moan and scream for me to fuck her while overcoming her shyness. I wasn't expecting her to come into my office yesterday and meet me in that position., but when I saw that yearning in her eyes as she watched me fuck that girl yesterday, it brought out a desire in me, the obsession to be the one who brings out the wildness and craziness in h

Story 5: Private Tutor With My Professor 2ANNA With my face resting on my palm, I watched the man explain a question to a student who had asked. My face blushed red, embarrassed by how I had used his image to relieve my urges, I had immediately cleaned up before my roommates comes back, and too embarrassed to see him, i had stayed indoor, but i know i couldn't continue to hide myself as i had to attend classes, I picked up my courage to attend classes today but how shocking it is when i saw him walk into the lecture room.His sexy lips moved as he gently and elegantly explained the question and the thought of those lips on mine appeared in my mind and I found myself getting lost in the thought without knowing I had been staring at him all the while, until I suddenly felt something strange. Looking up, I realised he was next to me, his hands in his pocket and his deep gaze fixed on me like he wanted to see through my soul. “Proffessor Mark..?!” standing up in shock, i swallowed har

Story 5: private tutor with Professor 1ANNA I have always had a big crush on my young professor, and I don't find it odd or disgusting. My professor who is young and handsome, sexy and well-muscled is every woman's dream and it isn't strange for me to have thought about him I want him, and I wouldn't deny that but I know it's impossible between us. He is everyone's favourite and can get any woman he wants and I know he wouldn't be interested in a shy person like me. Holding the assignments of my court mates, I take a deep breath, before raising my hand to knock on his private office, but hearing no sound inside makes things strange. Frowning, I decided to drop the assignment in his office and just leave, which I did, but…“Master Mark.. oh my goodness! You’re so big.. Mhmm~”My body stiffened up in shock, my eyes flying to the open door of the washroom in his office and what I saw stunned the hell out of me. My crush could be seen banging a girl whose hands were on her toes as he

Story 4: Dared To Make Him Cum 4LEOI watched her put on a condom on my dick, her fingers grazing my sensitive skin as she did, making me tremble in excitement.Wetting my lips with my eyes watching her every movement, the way she swayed her hips as she walked towards me, the way she raised her dress, then stocked her hand in to slide her panty to the side, and the way she separated her legs, climb on my lap and slowingly swallow up my dick into her wet, warm pussy hole.Gasp! This is darn fucking crazy! So tight and warm… and fuck it! “Relax…” I groaned, holding her waist and caressing the skin on her hip which made her loosen up, freeing me from her clenched pussy.Then she moved. Slow, torturing, gentle and pleasurable as she gets used to my size.Her eyes contracted, her hand moving to hold my shoulders while aching her back and lifting her butt, she then increased her pace, throwing back her head and taking my dick inside her hungry pussy.“Fuck! Nghh…So big….” she cried out,

Story 4: Dared To Make Him Cum 3SANDRAThe the amount of shock I had when he made his proposal was too much, but I didn't mind and having this exchange as it’s also beneficial to me.With my eyes still fixed on his, IStretched out my hand to caress his toned legs. With my naughty fingers creeping up, I also rise, leaning forward to capture his lower lip. Our eyes still connected as I licked and sucked his lower lip sweetly while he stayed still without moving.Nibbling on his lower lips, my palm caressed his thighs, moving in and out of his inner thighs, then suddenly I bite his lips making him jolt and frown from the pain and with his attention on his pain, my sleeky hands were already on his bulge rubbing and massaging it.Taking in a sharp breath, his eyes closing to rest his head on the couch, his breath shaky and erratic making his adams-apple which I had been attracted to move.My hands kept on caressing his bulge while my other finger caressed his face then trailed my fingers