Romans & histoires Celeste And Dominic

Luna Celeste stood frozen in the doorway, her hands clasped over her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her gaze met mine, raw with fear. We had failed. We had failed Star. We had failed our son. We had failed our pack. We had failed, spectacularly, in every sense. A choked sob wrenched from Celeste’s throat as she stumbled to Helios’ side, pressing a trembling hand against his burning forehead. “My boy,” she whispered. “My sweet boy, please hold on…” A sharp intake of breath from Elysia the mystic healer made us both whip around. Standing at the entrance of the infirmary was the mystic healer. The same one who had warned us before.

He didn’t want to hurt anyone ever again. The end of DOMINATED BY HIM, Check out my other book (Lost In Lust). Thank you awesome readers.

Liam plays his cards close, and Nathan is just another pawn in his meticulous game. Still, every pawn has its limits. Celeste is standing at the curb now, laughing at something Nathan said. The sound is soft, light, so painfully out of place in a world like ours. She has no idea the storm she’s standing in the middle of. She’s oblivious, a delicate flower in the middle of a battlefield. And I’ll admit—there’s something almost amusing about it.

It was almost as if I were just a stranger in the room, an audience member to the unraveling of something I didn’t realize had still been holding me up. “Do I know her?” Grandfather asked, finally sitting back down. Dominic gave a small nod. “You do. Her name is Marissa Kellan. CEO of the Kellan Group. Our merger was finalized months ago, and—” Merger. Of course. I nearly scoffed, the sound catching in my throat. Love had nothing to do with it. It was business. It was always business with Dominic. Power, leverage, Even marriage. And yet here I stood, mother of his daughter, the woman who had completely fell for him now irrelevant in his world again.

"A conversation. The three of us if necessary. I understand that Jade is involved in how you are thinking about your response." The three of us. The acknowledgment of Jade by name was deliberate and Dominic felt the edges of it. Celeste was signalling that she knew more about their dynamic than a formal complaint should have required her to know. She was also, by including Jade rather than working around her, assessing whether Jade was a vulnerability she could exploit directly. "I will think about it," he said. "Do not think too long," Celeste said. The warmth was entirely gone now, just the precision. "Tuesday is very close."

"I was beginning to think you’d abandoned us for the common folk. And who is this... delightful little thing?" Dominic didn't even blink. "Celeste. This is Avery Evans. My fiancée." The word hung in the air, landing like a physical blow. A collective gasp seemed to ripple through the nearby crowd. Celeste’s smile faltered for a microsecond before hardening into a mask of polite disdain.

“I’m sorry about all of this. Truly. I know it’s a lot.” I tell her it is fine. Because that is the correct response, and because I want her to believe it. The porter finishes and leaves. Dominic is not home — a meeting, he said, before he changed and left at ten. It is just the two of us, and after a moment Celeste follows me into the kitchen the way people do when they want a conversation to feel casual. She accepts the glass of water I offer without hesitation. She leans against the counter. She is very good at this, I notice — at occupying space like it already belongs to her.

It was the dom voice, the one that made my toes curl and goosebumps rise along my skin. “You’re late.” He said, as Louis stepped into the room. “It was Amelia’s fault.” “Tattle-tale.” I grumbled, sticking my tongue out at him as he climbed onto the bed beside me. Holding the phone out so that we could see Marcus. Sin wasn’t in the picture, but I could hear him and what he was doing to our mate. The wet sounds of him taking Marcus into his mouth, forcing himself to gag. Were his hands bound behind his back or was he touching him?

Celeste Harrington thought she had everything—until the man she built her life with traded her for corporate status, leaving her bankrupt and locking her out of her own bakery on his wedding night. Enter Dominic Reynaud, a ruthless real estate tycoon desperate to escape an arranged marriage orchestrated by his ambitious family. When their paths cross in the rain, their shared hatred for the people who betrayed them leads to an outrageous proposition: a legally binding marriage of convenience. Dominic needs a shield against his demanding relatives, while Celeste needs financial support to rebuild her empire from the ashes. Together, they strike a deal that could give them both what they

He replied. It explained and cleared everything. Their wolves were trying to with each other. Their souls are bound since the moment Cassius was created. Fortunately, his wolf is still in developing age otherwise it’d be impossible for me to hide him from Dominic forever. “Cass, I think you watch rom coms. Don’t let me find out again, okay. There is nothing going on between Dominic and me. So, give rest to your brain.” I poked my finger on his forehead. “Mom, I didn’t say it like that and why you became tensed when you saw a lady’s name on Dominic’s phone screen?” He raised his brow.