Blue Heart Celeste Novels & Stories

I ripped my eyes away from Celeste before I did something stupid like run my hands over the velvety fabric hugging her waist. “How careless of me.” She said with a graceful laugh. “I just came inside from taking a phone call and was so surprised to see my assistant that I forgot to introduce myself.” Before she could continue, Robert’s eyes narrowed. “Your assistant?” My eyes darted furtively between Celeste and the Hughes. How was I supposed to explain why an heir to Crown Luxe was working as an assistant in a small studio without exposing my identity or jeopardizing my father’s contract? “Yes–he’s an invaluable part of my design team.” My boss responded cordially and held out a hand. “Cele

Celeste stopped talking when the man pointed a gun at her. "Don't fool us because we've known for a long time who Maximus' girlfriend is. You're Mr. Logan Marquez's daughter, the CEO of Celestial Elegance and Maximus' girlfriend." "Wrong!" Celeste immediately replied. Her head was aching because why was she involved in Hannah's mess? "I just came back from France, I'm just a designer for Celestial Elegance and I'm definitely not Maximus' girlfriend because the CEO of Celestial Elegance and Maximus' girlfriend you're referring to is Hannah, the woman who looks like me, my sister! I'm not Hannah, I'm Celeste Marquez!" she said angrily to the man.

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.

Walking over to the jewelries which sparkled even brighter than her does of excitement, she assessed them, looking for something she thought would suit Zillon. She didn't want a necklace, not a watch, not a ring, not a— Perhaps a bracelet? Celeste's eyes ran over all the one's she saw, leaning in when one caught her eyes. It was gold, she wasn't sure if it was real gold, but it was pretty, blue, diamond hearts were engraved around it and it could be worn by both men and women —according to her—. She looked up at the only person standing behind the glass walls and smiled, pointing down at the bracelet. "How much is this?"

Aurora’s eyes landed on a shimmering icy-blue gown, its fabric threaded with silver crystal that caught the candlelight like frost. “I like this one, let me try this first.” Celeste chuckled a little. “Okay go on dear.” She went behind the dressing curtains. Moments later, she stepped out wearing the gown. The sight made Celeste’s breath catch. The dress hugged Aurora’s body perfectly, the high slit revealing a glimpse of smooth legs, the icy blue fabric making her glow like moonlight itself. Celeste clasped her hands together, her eyes gleaming with approval. “Oh, Moon Goddess… You look radiant! I always knew you were meant to be my son’s true Luna from the very first day I met you.”

Which, from the way everyone reacts, she probably does. "What's wrong?" I ask, walking over to her. She glances around nervously, making sure no one is listening. "There's something you need to know." The way she says it sends ice through my veins. "What?" "Celeste is back." The name means nothing to me. I wait for more explanation. "Celeste Hartwell," Luna continues. "The Beta's daughter. She's been in Switzerland for the past two months." "Okay." I still don't understand why this matters to me.

We were a picture of united strength. Then Celeste arrived on Alistair’s arm. She wore shocking blue, a violent splash in a sea of muted tones. She moved through the crowd like she owned it, Alistair leaning on her more than his cane. They made a beeline for us. “Ethan, darling,” Celeste cooed, ignoring me completely. “You look so handsome. Doesn’t he look tired, Alistair? So much strain.” She finally flicked her eyes to me. “Rora. That color is… brave. For your condition.”

Celeste also saw David crush Blue to death when she rushed over. As an elder of the Iridescent Sect, she had long sensed that something important was happening here. Then she received news from the head of the sect, Nova. After telling Celia and the others not to go out, she came here. She saw Blue, a strange middle-aged man, arrogantly saying that he would trample all of Star Kingdom to force David to come out. Just when Celeste was worried about David and was about to ask the disciples of the Iridescent Sect to find out what had happened to him, David appeared with unbelievable momentum and killed Blue in seconds.

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

I’m not going to let Celeste chase me out of my own space. With a deep breath, I push the door open. The first thing I hear is screaming. That sounds like... "WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO MY FACE?!" I blink. Celeste is standing in front of the full-length mirror, hands clawing at her cheeks. Her face is… Oh. Blue. Covered in large, angry boils. I blink again, resisting the urge to laugh. Karma has a funny sense of timing. Cali is lounging on her bed, arms folded behind her head like she’s watching N*****x. A sly, catlike smile curls her lips.