Blue Heart Celeste Novels & Stories

Celeste said, making herself comfortable on Baltasar’s lap. Celeste was wearing a black & silver one piece bikini. It exposed her back and had lacey straps around her neck and at her hips. Baltasar wore some chocolate brown and orange swim trunks that came down past his knees. I was wearing a cream, red and beige bikini. The top was strapless with beige flowers on it, while the bottom was barely considered a skirt with a built in panty and tied at my hips. Lio’s swim trunks were a solid navy blue.

The trim and accents in her private offices were her signature sapphire blue. Her hellhound, Teuf was currently in his German shepherd form as he entered the room and went to lay on his overstuffed bed. Before he settled, his eyes flashed red, and smoke billowed from his snout. With his warning issued, he lay down for a nap. Celeste motioned for the four parents to sit down in her guest chairs. Once again, she was grateful to have such a thoughtful and organized Omega as her assistant. Instead of her usual two, there were four chairs. Her standard two were cherry wood and blue padding and two with padded arms that were pulled from the conference room.

“Miss Elaine.” The voice at the doorway drew her back. Celeste Valencia stood there, one hand resting against the glass frame, a tablet tucked beneath the other arm. Her sharp navy suit remained immaculate despite the long day, and her expression carried the same composed impatience it always seemed to wear. “If you’re done winning private battles,” Celeste said dryly, “we have a hotel project on life support.” Yesha blinked, then laughed softly before she could stop herself. The sound surprised even her.

"I can give him to you." Celeste laughed bitterly. "Impossible." "Nothing is impossible." "Remove the obstacles." "And Kael will have no one left." Celeste looked away. "I won't kill Kiara." "I didn't ask you to." "Then what?" "There is someone I need." "Who?" "Olivia." Celeste frowned. "Kael's mother?" "Yes." "What do you want with her?" "That isn't your concern." Silence stretched between them. Finally Seraphine reached into her cloak and removed a tiny glass vial filled with shimmering blue liquid.

“We’re going somewhere more private. I don’t trust anyone here. We’ll have you practise Sei for a bit. Learn what she was like. I’m going to hire a different driver because I don’t trust the previous one, for now I’ll be driving.” Once again, she just nodded her head before pulling her phone out once they got into the elevator and just searched on her phone what popped into her mind. ‘CEO at this age as well? What are with these rich people doing nowadays?’ she thought to herself, coming across Theo Valencia’s profile as Krister was taking a peek at what she was doing. “She trusts him, I think.” he finally broke the silence when they got out of the elevator, him having a hand on her back to

Being young and beautiful, Celeste is the only daughter of the Marcon Family and was raised by Don Andres Marcon and Dona Saffira Marcon in their province. She was known to be an in-demand event stylist and a successful event planner. Everything is fine with her life, but she doesn’t remember anything about her childhood to her adolescence. She always felt that something was always missing in her life –not until she found out the truth when an unknown man came named Allastair and he claimed that she was his.

I adjusted myself and immediately addressed them. When I looked at Celeste her eyes were just black. It is not mixed with white or red. I'm starting to get scared again because her aura is different now. Add to that the fact that she's wearing a black hoodie and shorts. But when you look at her whole being it is as if you saw a Demon ascend to earth because of her frightening Aura.

Have a great day lovelots. Celeste ✨❤️

She hands the bag to me and I open it to see a black box with red ribbon on it. "What is it?" I ask her. "It's for you." Alex says. "Open it." Aurora says. I look at Aunt Sara for her opinion and she shrugs. I open the box and see a pair of loubotin heels. It is of black colour with gemstones adjourning it and a red massive bow at the ankle that will totally go with the dress I bought. It is the most dazzling pair heels have ever seen. I close the box and look at Alex.

Celeste messaged him after he accepted the request. “Aren’t you asleep?” he asked. “Hmm, did you get her to talk? What’s going on?” Celeste's WhatsApp name was her real name, and her profile picture was of a Russian blue cat looking up with slanted eyes and a pointed chin. The expression of the cat was aloof. Around its neck hung an emerald and pearl necklace. The emerald’s quality seemed so good it shimmered while complementing the cat's green eyes. The cat seemed aloof yet beautiful, just like her.