Celeste Chapter 3 Novels & Stories

What I knew was I liked this new version of me better. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n Another update, I guess. Figured I have to give a makeup chapter for my lack of updating. So, how did you like this chapter? And Celeste’s anger? What’s that saying… “The silent ones are the most observant,” Guess Celeste depicted this saying by her actions… Stay tuned for the next chapter!

…… “So, this is the high-dimensional information space?” Logo gazed at the dazzling expanse of stars before him, utterly bewildered. Though the starry panorama was undeniably magnificent, he had no clue what to do next. Was there an instruction manual? “And these two lines… what are they for?” He looked down at the black and golden cords entwined around his wrists, puzzled. Tentatively tugging one, a thunderous roar erupted in his ears, and his perspective shifted. The starry expanse vanished, replaced by flowing crimson lava and a terrifying monstrous beast.

The Celestial Realm Selene I peer down at the glass orb on my table. The people of Mysteria are celebrating the solstice in each town. I glide my fingers across the orb to watch other villages. In Garnett Halls, the people have draped large garlands around the horse’s necks. In Bramblemore, I do not see one sober person. I cover my lips with my fingers and giggle as a handsome lad drunkenly falls into the lap of a lady. She looks down at him and hiccups, only for them to both blush and laugh. The beginning of a new romance for sure. I then glide my fingers along the globe until I stop when I see my descendants celebrating not far from Moon Crest Castle.

Celeste stood to her feet, pacing the room. She paused briefly, her gaze fixed on me. “You were the only one who didn't judge me, and I try my best to ignore the other hate. I was managing just fine until he came again. What does he want with me? The mate is pregnant and needs his attention alone, but he is after my life. Why does the goddess punish me so much for things that aren't merely my fault? Perhaps when I die-” “You're not dying,” I cut her off, glaring.

It was the sharing of one breath, one sensation, one timeless and passionate moment. The heat rose in her cheeks as her tongue touched his tongue. It was quick and electric. The delicious canoodle then turned firmer, more determined and more curious in an exploration of each other. The chapter was about the heat that lay within. Seeking to chase down that elusive liquid like lightning it passed through both of them in an iridescent congress. “How are you dad?” That night after finishing her dinner Celeste decided to call her dad and find out if she had any history with Anthony. Also she needs to find out if she has a twin sister with whom he mistakes her or any catastrophe that happened to h

Celeste thought about a lot of things, but as she was faced with the current situation, she had no better solution. Hence, she could only go back to the Iridescent Sect first to see if Master Eira could help her solve her physical problems. Then, she would think about the future. At this moment, a space crack suddenly appeared in her room. Celeste looked over with a serious expression. Human beings and all other creatures in the universe lived in three-dimensional space, and the entire universe was also a three-dimensional space.

Celeste can't stop her tears from flowing while seeing her mother packing her things. It was just early in the morning yet she was already crying. She quietly roamed her eyes around her room that was now empty. Her books are also packed with her because she can't live every day without reading a n***l.

Then I looked at Noah, sitting beside me, breathing slowly, alive. And I realized the shape of the next conflict. Celeste had moved from paperwork to people. We had answered with paper again. So now she would do the one thing paper can’t block quickly enough: She would bring the crowd to our door. —End Chapter 58

FBL CHAPTER 11 CELESTE P.O.V. I woke up gasping. For a moment, I had absolutely no idea where I was. My heart pounded violently against my ribs as I stared up at the unfamiliar ceiling. Then memories came rushing back. The mansion. The marriage. Alessandro. The escape. The forest. I sat upright too quickly and immediately regretted it. My head throbbed. My entire body ached. Like I'd run a marathon while being repeatedly hit with a truck. Fantastic.

“And watch as others take what is ours because you fear to act? No. We will begin the rites. We will do it tonight. If she dies, so be it. The Goddess will see a worthy blood on her altar. You will live, Malach. You will survive to hold the power.” My chest tightened so hard it hurt. The argument tapered into murmurs and then silence, and for a second I thought I had dreamt it. Then the heavy stone door at the far end of the chamber opened and a scent filled the air that made the world tilt — roses, ash, and iron. A presence stepped into the candlelight and everything else seemed to fall away. Celeste. She moved like someone who owned the room before she walked in, like she’d set the walls a