Celeste Chapter 9 Novels & Stories

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“You’re extraordinary as always, Luna.” I couldn’t help but curve my lips into a smile. But it didn’t last long as a chill crept up my stomach. My lips spat out thick red fluid. Instinctively, both my hands clutched his arm, which had pierced my abdomen. “Unfortunately, you must die, Luna Lyara,” Alpha Kaelen whispered.

“Alpha Kieran. Who is he? You kept on muttering his name and pleading with me.” Celeste's eyes widened. “I did?” She gripped her chest, her face had turned pale, and she gasped. “Oh, my goddess, I said that?” she wheezed. Her face had even gotten paler. I wondered if they could be any paler than that. I jumped on the bed, gripping her hand as she struggled to breathe. “Come on, breathe.” I encouraged her. Celeste shook her head. “I shouldn't have said that!”

Maybe it was the endless, petty arguments, or perhaps it was because of everything that had happened in the past. But none of that mattered anymore. Antonio didn't love me, so there was no reason for me to stay. I stubbornly forced my weak body out of bed to leave. As I made my way downstairs, I saw Aurora clinging to Antonio's arm, coyly swinging it and whining, "I did well, didn't I? I'm pregnant with a boy for you, and in seven months, you'll finally have your heir." Antonio smiled. The way he looked at her was soft and gentle—a look he had never given me. He went as far as to drape his coat over her shoulders and meticulously remind her of all the things she should watch out for during p

Even Draven’s smile vanished. The old woman walked toward us, slow and careful. Tears filled her eyes. I stepped back. “W-What’s wrong?” She didn’t answer. When she was only a few feet away, she dropped to her knees. I froze. “W-What are you doing?” Her forehead nearly touched the stone. The courtyard went dead silent. I looked at Kai. His jaw was clenched. At Draven. For the first time, he wasn’t smiling. The old woman lifted her head. Her lips trembled as she whispered, “The Bride of the Ninth Life has returned.”

I look at Celeste. "No," we say together. Then we open the doors. And walk into the fire. End of Chapter 99

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.

The only possibility was that someone had taken her. My blood boiled. “Whoever it was…” My voice was a low snarl. “They won’t get away.” I would burn this city to the ground if I had to. She was mine. And I would get her back. *** Celest’ POV A sharp ache throbbed in my head as I stirred. My entire body felt so heavy and when my eyes fluttered open, they met with darkness. Once in a while, the were interrupted by faint flickering of a light across the room.

Celeste asked as she dragged her bag towards Matthias. “Are you sure that it’s just helping?” “Yeah!” “So, you still have to answer it. I’m not going to do everything, baby.” Celeste pouted. She did not expect Matthias to be cautious. “Oh…” “Then, Uncle Jonathan, help me~” her long eyelashes fluttered as she looked at Jonathan with her doe eyes. She took out her books and placed them on top of Jonathan’s lap. Each book was stacked on top of the other. And lastly, as the cherry on top, she put her cute butterfly pencil case on top of her books.

"She usually asks about the numbers." Celeste looked at him for a moment. She thought about the org chart in her desk drawer — Diana Hale, Board Advisor — and the photograph of a woman she had seen once at age twelve, and a car pulling away from a curb on 47th Street before she could be certain. She said: "That's a change." "Yes," Marcus said. He picked up his pen. "It is." They worked for another forty minutes without speaking. At 9:31 Celeste packed up her materials and said goodnight and walked to the elevator and rode it down and stood in the lobby for a moment before going out into the Friday night.