Celeste Chapter Novels & Stories

Anton’s voice brought me back to reality, sounds of scraping chairs among the floor following, and I blinked a few times only to realize I had zoned out the last ten minutes of the meeting. Looking over to my breathtaking mate, I saw her close her journal that was full of meeting notes and before standing up, she said goodbye to a few of our friends; I couldn’t help the small smile that graced my lips just by her pure beauty of both her looks and her intelligence. Celeste was on her way to becoming a war field doctor and she still has yet to let anyone know… “Alright,” Celeste smiled up towards me as I stood, capping her pen. “I’m off to meet with Emily, Ostana, and gather a few ladies in wa

she instructed in the steadiest voice she could muster. This situation had no grey area. Once they had done it, they were almost finished. Celeste, proud of her identity and always upholding fairness, found all that meaningless now. All she could do was execute every possible remedial action and then leave the rest to fate. Celeste conducted the meeting while continuously refreshing the news pages with her mouse. "Opulent Prowl Model is part of the Brightstar Council Member" Another bomb exploded on the internet. Celeste quickly typed "Brightstar Council" into the search engine.

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;

With shaky steps I enter the empty inside the empty floor, but I know their is someone on the upper floor in the bedroom. Tears roll down my eyes as I take in the scent of Theo, sex and.. "Celeste" a panicked Theo descends the stairs zipping his pants, he was in a dishalved state, soon his flushed partner follows behind him with nothing but a sheet wrapped around her naked body. His partner being non other than "Carina" I whisper heartbroken. ____________ Did this revelation surprise you all? how do you guys think Celeste will react? Vote and comment my loves. ❤️

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If it succeeded, I would not need protection. I would be untouchable. Before I could craft a response, a voice broke through the tension. “What ritual?” Both of us turned. Celeste stood in the doorway. Her eyes moved between us slowly. Calculating. “What ritual are you both talking about?” she repeated. Lucien’s jaw tightened. I studied her. Celeste was clever. Observant. Dangerous in a quiet way. This was inconvenient. I wiped the blood from my lip and smiled faintly. “Just a ceremony at the old chapel,” I said smoothly. “A restoration of sorts.”

Celeste looked around the room and then sat on the bed as if she had rented it. “Two minutes before we have to flee,” she said. “Ask smart questions.” “Who’s in charge of the hill?” I asked. “The man you know,” she said. “Is Lucia alive?” Andrew asked. “For now,” she said. There was a pause. “Listen. Does she happen to have the side-effects file?” I asked. Celeste shook her head. “Sure. She has a printer and a stamp,” she said. “She can make any file she likes.”

“No. Send him my official business contact. I’ll handle the communication myself.” Leah nodded. “Understood.” With that, she turned and walked out. Celeste settled into her chair, flipping through the documents. A few minutes later, her phone beeped. She glanced at the screen. A new message had appeared from an unknown number. “I hope this message meets you well, CEO of Orlan Agency. I’m the Alpha of Dawnfall. I believe it would be better if we discussed the details of our partnership directly. I’m currently in the Silvermoon Pack.” Celeste's brows lifted.

Celeste said, her voice lower now, “don’t let them see the sadness. They smell blood faster than wolves.” Liara nodded once. “What if I show them fire instead?” Celeste’s lips curved, approving. “Then burn bright, darling. Just don’t forget who’s watching.” With a final clink of her glass against the marble column, Celeste slipped past her and disappeared down the hall, the scent of jasmine trailing behind her like a secret. The double doors of the council chamber loomed ahead—polished oak carved with the Kane insignia: a serpent curled around a dagger.

* One older woman’s lip curled in open disgust before she schooled her face. Tension coiled tighter in my gut. The temple rose at the city’s highest point, white marble gleaming under the sun. Guards flanked the entrance, but inside it was cool and quiet, incense smoke curling toward vaulted ceilings painted with moon phases. Celeste waited in a circular chamber lit by shafts of colored light. She looked ancient yet ageless, silver hair braided with moonstones, eyes like polished obsidian. Xior’s hand brushed the small of my back as we entered—light, but unmistakably claiming. I shivered.