Celestia Ludenberg Quotes Novels & Stories

Ethan uttered, his eyes shining with awe, “Celeste, you’re truly awesome!” Vera stood and hurried around the table to Celeste’s side, “Oh my future daughter-in-law is such a genius!” She squealed happily, “Who would have thought?!” “Miss Moore, truly, you always exceed expectations!” Peter Langford uttered with a loud guffaw, “You’re my son’s saviour and still the great medicine god, Seraph?! Imagine what this would do to our Langford family?! It will elevate us to the stars!” “Oh, is that so?!” Aurora uttered as she pushed her chair back and walked up to the happy group, with slow, measured steps

139 Celene’s POV “What are you saying, Celene?” Christoffer's shocked voice cut through my next words, his hands gripping the edge of the table as his eyes darted through the dispirited crowd. “I'm telling you to join hands with me to overthrow the Luna, Christoff—” He placed his hands on my lips before I could finish my sentence his eyes widened, and he shushed me, “Are you crazy?” He asked leaning towards me, his voice barely above a whisper, “Lower your voice damn it someone could hear you!”

As we stepped inside, a figure emerged from the shadows—Eldress Liana, the oldest and wisest in Celestia. "Seekers," she greeted, her voice gentle yet commanding. "You've come in search of truth, but be prepared, for truth can be both a blessing and a burden." Jerome, always curious, asked, "What is this place? Why is it so protected?" Liana smiled, "The Nexus is the heart and soul of Celestia. It holds our history, our prophecies, and the essence of our existence." As she spoke, images began to form around us—whispers of the past, echoes of the future. We saw battles fought, sacrifices made, and glimpses of a future not yet written.

said Mother Celine then hugged me. “Mother, I'm just so happy. Everything is a dream come true.” I replied and also responded with a hug. “Daughter, Klara. You, honey, when do you plan to have a family?” a nun asked Klara. “Yeah, daughter. You know . . . I vote for Logan for you. I think he is a kind, orderly and responsible man.” said another nun. “I agree with you, Mother Lourdes. Logan is kind, and like you Mother Belen, I voted for Logan for her." I agreed with them.

“You can cut whatever you want.” She nodded, cursor already highlighting a problematic phrase. “I will.” Paul leaned against the counter, arms crossed, watching her work. “You’re becoming a menace.” She didn’t look up, striking through another line. “I prefer guardian.” Brett grinned, clearly pleased with the metaphor. “She’s like a bouncer for our souls.” Celeste scratched out a question that drifted too close to personal history and replaced it with one about design influences. She flagged another that asked about future ambitions and added a note: Keep present-focused.

"Are you serious? Wasn't what those old geezers said a joke? I thought you were just going to pick a few people. Are you out of your mind? Why did you choose so many? "Are you okay, Liesel? If you're really out of your head and have nothing else to spend your money on, send it to me!" Frowning, Liesel replied, "I've always believed that good deeds will be repaid." "You're being superstitious again?" Howard couldn't help but laugh in frustration. "What? Meeting all those messed-up people was you getting lucky?" "I met Elijah," Liesel replied calmly. This love-struck idiot! She was really delusional!

"A chance? After what she did?" "After what Lilith made her do." Lena looked at Celeste, huddled in her temporary cell. "She's a victim too, Mira. Just like we were. Just like all of us." Mira was quiet for a long moment. Then: "You really believe that? That anyone can change?" "I have to." Lena met her eyes. "Because if I stop believing that, then Lilith wins." --- That night, Lena visited Celeste's cell. "Why?" Celeste whispered through the bars. "Why didn't you kill me?"

But his gaze sharpened. Celeste nodded slowly, letting the thought settle. “Then perhaps the real question,” she said, “is whether a leader’s silence is strategic—or just afraid to speak.” A few murmurs of agreement rippled through the crowd, but the moderator at the back gave the time signal—session end. Celeste turned toward her audience with that calibrated grace that made her so captivating. “Well, we’re officially out of runway,” she said, clasping her hands together. “Thank you for keeping the conversation sharp and generous. I don’t do podiums, but I do appreciate good company.”

I inquired, having doubts about her words. "What do you take me for? I'm the most powerful creature in this realm. I can do whatever I want, and I wouldn't gain anything from tricking you, Celestina," she answered with a straight face. "So, what do you say? Are you up for my deal?" I held my chin for a minute before I gave her my response: "Yes. I'll become Siege's Luna no matter what."

After waking up from a dream that she reckoned was something she can die from, it was impossible for her to ever want to sleep again. "Thank you..." she said, almost like a whisper but Lander heard it clear. He glanced at Celestine and find her looking outside the window. He took a deep breath and turned his eyes back to the road. "It's nothing," he murmured. "It's a good day to die," Celestine unconsciously said as she was staring at the peaceful road that they're taking. "There's no such thing as a good day to die." "What do you mean?" She looked at him.