Celeste Chapter 3 Novels & Stories

CELESTE I woke up with an aching head and I felt weak. My body is weak. I roamed around my eyes but I didn’t see Elias in my room. No one is inside but I can sense that there are guards outside of my chamber I tried to get up but my body is weak and I couldn’t move. I caressed my womb and I still could feel my little bean on it. I tried to pull myself up but I really can’t. ‘Elias. . . .’ I called him.

She tried to focus, smiling politely as Luna Elara spoke of Asheville’s healing traditions, but her mind kept drifting. The evening stretched on, the discussion turning to logistics for the coming days. When the Asheville delegation finally retired for the night, Kaelan walked Celeste back toward her chambers, his hand resting possessively at the small of her back. The corridors were quiet, the bond between them humming warmly. As they reached her door, Celeste turned to him, the words she had been holding back rising to her lips. “Kaelan, I—” A vision slammed into her without warning.

She hoped that this year she would be able to breed and bring forth a new generation to protect the forest. But she could not believe her own ears when she could hear the beat of the hoofs of her own sister. How was that even possible? Celeste was dead…she had long gone in body and soul to the Moon Goddess….then how now?? Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;

Chapter 12: The Bedroom Change CELESTE With Dmitri gone and it being way past my bedtime. I decided to head into my suite that was located on the opposite end of the hallway from Xenois's master bedroom, my mind still going over everything that had happened. I pushed open the bedroom door and froze at the doorway blinking my eyes repeatedly as I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I had to rub them to make sure that I wasn't dreaming because what the fuck was happening here.

Chapter One ​~ MIRA ~ ​The world was beginning to tilt. I watched through a golden haze as I drained the second glass of champagne Freya had bought. I didn’t care about the burn or the way the room hummed, I needed the numbness. I needed something, anything, to patch the broken parts of me. My father was deliberately tearing apart. ​I refilled the glass for a third time. I held it up like a trophy, watching the bubbles dance before pressing it to my lips. One small sip to tease myself, then I tilted my head back and let the rest burn its way down.

Everyone was getting further away from me so I picked up my pace to catch up. Celeste had entered a grand bedroom after walking down a set of spiral stairs. Little Helia bounced on the bed way bigger than any king bed I’d seen. I wondered what we were doing in here for a moment but chose not to ask. Celeste ran her fingers along the mahogany wall. There didn’t seem to be anything on it but she paused with her fingertips on something. She pushed on it and the wall caved in. the walls expanded and opened. Celeste walked into it and when she came back she had a sleeping black haired baby girl in her arms.

Selene asked in a hushed tone, taking in the massacre around her. The husks of once-regal celestials lay sprawled on the cold obsidian floor, golden blood forming small streams down the few stairs to the raised platform of thrones. The dead bodies of the celestials who were unfortunate enough to get attacked by either me or Anubis before eventually being killed by Eva looked more mauled than others, since our wolves too had been driven by vengeance and resentment during the fight. If it was this bad here, I could only imagine how bad it must be outside where the mass battle took place. Judging by the appearance of the two worried celestials and the few who followed them behind, it shouldn't

I can kind of understand why he finds it hard to believe , from being a queen to living in the wild is something unfathomable. “Yes , well it was not really hard – I adapt quickly and my powers really assist…” she states after taking a bite of her food. I look down at my bowl and disappointed at the emptiness of it. I had been so hungry that I ate the soup so quickly. “Rosey , want a refill?” My mother asks me , I think her mother instincts were kicking in. My cheeks blushed a light pink before nodding yes. “May I ask something?” Xavier speaks after a long while.

LYSARA “I was wondering why the air suddenly smells like trash!" Helen's voice hits me before I even fully make it out of the car. The driver opens the boot and I collect my luggage before he drives off. Jessica is already with her little fan club, smiling as they fawn over her like she's the reincarnation of the moon goddess.

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.