Novel & Cerita Celeste O'connor Parents

“My mother was a part of the coven.” “Yes, she was. We only have journals from our parents to go off of, but her name was Celeste. Celeste Hawthorne.” “Wait, a second.” I scowled, “You said you guys only have journals. Why? Where are your—our parents?” “I was getting to that part.” She said with a weak laugh. It was an obvious attempt to lighten the mood, but the tension in the air caused her efforts to fall flat. She cleared her throat and started again.

Carson said in glee. “What's it, dad?” After suffering mishaps one after the other Saul was eagerly waiting for something good to happen. Carson’s call boosted his morale. “I think we traced back your sister. You might have surely heard of Rodriguez Industries, right? Celeste is soon to be the daughter-in-law of that family.” “What?” Carson’s declaration brought the news like lightning to Saul.

The response comes immediately. Unknown: Someone who knows the truth about you, Celeste. Unknown: Meet me. I'll send you an address. Me: Why would I do that? Unknown: Because you want answers. Right? My breath catches. He's right. Unknown: Besides, it's not like you'll be missed. The words shouldn't hurt, but they do, because he's right about that too. A new message pops up. An address. Some warehouse district on the east side. I look around the ballroom. Father is still surrounded by admirers. Mother is networking with the wives of board members. Vivienne and Christopher are posing for photos, her hand on her belly, his arm around her shoulders.

They could have simply found one of the daughters of their other acquaintances or business partners instead of…this woman. I don’t like Celeste and I didn’t even know she existed until two months ago when my mum sat me down and practically ordered me to marry this woman. To make matters more frustrating, Celeste is throwing baby like tantrums that I do not have the patience or desire to deal with. Which was why I needed her parents to step up and put her in her place because I have a lot riding on this arranged marriage. "She doesn't seem to be on board," I said to them as I tilted my head at the elderly couple and I saw them visibly shudder and shake in fear.

She tried to stay calm because she knew that when she panicked, everyone else probably does the same and she doesn't want any more trouble to happen. "I am Celestine Oakmont. The daughter of Fernando Oakmont," she said, introducing herself as she walked towards Vincent's direction. Vincent's face darkened. "Where is your father?" "I don't know. He's not going home for two weeks now." "And you think I will believe you?" Celestine shook her head. "No, I don't." "Oh damn, what that woman is trying to do is a suicide," Nicholas said that both Sebastian and Carter agreed.

Celeste delivers her statement without Adrian beside her. That is the first decision that matters. Michael’s office suggests a joint appearance. Her father proposes a written release approved by both families. Martin Hale sends language about enduring respect, shared priorities, and the continued strength of the Blackwell-Carrington relationship. Celeste rejects all three. She stands alone in the small press room at the Carrington Foundation with her own adviser several feet behind her and a single page resting on the lectern. She wears charcoal gray, with no engagement ring and no attempt to hide the pale mark it left behind.

“Sorry. I’m just… excited. I’ve never had a roommate before. I went to high school in the Swiss Alps. Kind of.” “Kind of?” “It was a boarding school, but on a mountain. Close enough.” Of course it was. She sat cross-legged on my bed. I couldn’t stop looking at her. She had the kind of face that made people believe in angels and plastic surgeons. “So… Ever-Morne?” I asked, perching on my bed. “That sounds very… elite vampire name. I kinda like it.” Celeste smiled like she’d heard that before. “My dad’s American—from New Hampshire. My mom’s Russian.”

out of place. "The Quintaña's is one of the major sponsors of the Sunny Orphanage. Every vacation breaks, her family drives back to the orphanage to bond with the kids. And that's where I met her. Celeste's parents are the ones who sent me to school." Maeve was staring at the lady in red as she listened to September's introduction. "Unfortunately, I'm his only friend aside from his butler." Celeste butted in before popping in another set of sweets inside her mouth.

“Celeste. She seems like she keeps a lot to herself, huh?” I feel my stomach twist. “I guess,” I say carefully. Trevor tilts his head, watching me too closely. “She doesn’t really post much online. No recent pictures, no updates. Kinda hard to keep track of her.” I laugh, but it’s forced. “Yeah, Celeste has always been private.” He hums, drumming his fingers against his glass. “What about her family? Her mom, dad?” I freeze for a second before setting my fork down. “Her dad passed away,” I say, a little sharper than I meant to.