Bloodstained Celeste Room Novels & Stories

she muttered. “If fear doesn’t separate them…” Her eyes darkened. “Then we destroy something they can’t survive losing.” ***************** Luxury hotel. Top floor. No cameras. No records. The room smelled like expensive wine and old money. Celeste stood by the window when the door opened. Slow footsteps. Measured. Elegant. Selene. Tall. Graceful. Draped in black silk. Her beauty was colder than Celeste’s. Sharper. Like a blade wrapped in velvet.

And on the tallest floor, there was a wall of windows catching the morning sun. “Where am I?” Celeste whispered, stepping out of the SUV when it came to a stop, shielding her eyes and avoiding being dragged again. “Come Inside.” The suited man ordered. She didn’t want to obey. But she was done asking questions no one would answer and she was curious to see for herself. The marble floors beneath her heels clicked as she walked down the corridor. Her lips parted when she saw the staircase. It was back wrought iron curling like lace and Crystal chandeliers dripping from high ceilings. Walls lined with oil paintings and golden candle sconces.

Celeste The hollow echo of my sobs filled the otherwise silent room. The dim light of the moon filtering through the curtains did little to illuminate the dark, bleak space that reflected the turmoil in my heart. I'd barely managed to wipe away the tears when I heard the familiar, almost sinister creak of my bedroom door opening. “You’ve been acting out of character.” Jack’s voice was cold, filled with suspicion. “What's going on with you, Celeste?” I looked up, eyes puffy and red, and swallowed the thick knot of emotions in my throat. “Nothing,” I whispered, avoiding his piercing gaze.

She pressed her lips together and looked around the room, meeting Elias’s gaze. “What are you doing here? I advised you to take a rest.” Celeste enters the room and gently closes the door, fearful of making a disturbing noise. Following that, she confronts Elias, who is standing near her with his arms crossed in front of his chest. She gulped when she noticed his muscles, which were clearly visible beneath his plain black shirt. Before meeting his gaze again, she hemmed to clear her throat. “I… I can’t sleep. I’d like to speak with you. I asked the maid your office—”

Death is like vanishing into thin air, leaving behind nothing but traces of their presence on these pages or our minds. We visit the last floor. The wooden staircase creaks heavily under our weights. This hall smells like old books and dry wood. The ceiling is low here and the temperature is warmer than the bottom floors. I take off my jacket and carry it in my arms. Celeste goes inside a room-like separate area and Ryder observes the visual representation of the flood modeled with ceramic. I look at it too and try to imagine how the dam would have broken, flooding the town to almost death. "Oh my God! Guys, you have to see this," Celeste comes to the two of us in a hurry and drags us in tha

The wall adjacent to it had a wardrobe with much stuff of various sizes to fit anyone. Ruko added, “It is called Crystal Room. This place your so-called burrow is the naturally formed ice-cave, Frozen Crescent. Suite yourself…” handed over the dress to Akshara. Alaso grabbed the dress which was given by Ruko to throw them away and gave the correct size for Akshara, “…this one fits your curves, baby. Try to be hot this eve.” Ruko was irritated by the work of Alaso and turned towards Akshara to help with her dress.

I scoffed, “I’m afraid not, I’ve recently been informed of an affair while my brother was out of reach of the mate bond. Which would explain why she’s having a girl, an alpha’s mate produces a son, we all know that. She’s brought disgrace upon herself now, my brother will need a new Luna, a proper one.” Hunter maintained his expression well, “that is unfortunate.” Caleb returned then with a coffee for me, handing it to me, then going to stand guard against the wall. “Hunter, where is there a restroom I can use? We didn’t stop on the way here,” I flashed him my sweetest smile. “Just down that hall on the other side of the dining room over there, I’ll wait for you here,” he smiled, pointing in

But something in his expression shifted. Upstairs, the bedroom door opened quietly. Celeste stepped inside. Her movements were controlled. Precise. She crossed the room slowly, taking everything in. The empty space. The absence. The timing. Everything exactly as planned. She moved toward the side table. Picked up a glass. Empty. She set it back down. Then reached into her bag. Her fingers closed around a small vial. Clear. Unlabeled. She held it there for a moment. Still. Then exhaled lightly.

Her heart beat only one name. “Celeste” again? The door to the upper chamber was ajar, swinging softly as though waiting for her. She kicked it open. Celeste stood near a wide fireplace, its glow casting golden firelight against the stone walls. She looked calm. Regal, almost. Dressed in blood-red, eyes glinting with venom. “You’re too late,” Celeste said, her voice honeyed, poisonous. “Everything you thought you were protecting is already gone.” Juliette raised her gun without hesitation.

The room looked like a slaughterhouse, and I wondered how we were going to make our way through all of it without getting caught up in the mix of it all. Normally I would run into the mix of it but being pregnant, I was trying to avoid anything that could cause harm to the pup. Celeste squeezed my hand as she looked at the carnage in front of us and I knew she had never been in battle before as I looked at her wide eyes and knew she was scared by what she was seeing. “Is there another way out of here?” I asked her and she looked around the room like she was looking for another way out. “Can you portal us like you did the last time?” I asked her, hoping this was an option.