Celestia X Sombra Novels & Stories

CELESTE “Let’s just get this over with.” Soraya said finally in a choked up voice like she had been sobbing incessantly before or was trying her hardest to suppress a fresh batch of tears. I couldn’t tell exactly which it was, she had put on dark sunglasses to mask her eyes but the point was that she was in pain and it was music to my ears. We quickly took our seats as Xaden reached into a black briefcase before pulling out a relatively thick folder of documents. He placed them on the table and held his hands over them.

One by one, the folders opened. Lines of data appeared, endless lists, numbers, and names scrolling across the screen. Weapons manifests. Assault rifles, crates of explosives, heavy artillery—enough to supply an army. Shipping logs followed, showing routes masked through shell companies. Every road pointed back to Sombra’s network. Next came bank transfers. Millions of dollars wired through offshore accounts, clean on the outside but dirty underneath. Each trail ended with Hector’s name. Then we opened a set of emails. Hector’s signature was there, tying him to Project Phoenix. Contracts signed under false corporations, research funneled through hidden labs.

hard to stay. Her voice is faint. It sounds like she is speaking through a long tunnel. It cuts in and out, but the relief that floods my system is so strong I almost cry. Most shifters have their wolves inside them at all times. They don't have to deal with this distance. But Sombra can take her own form. She can be a physical wolf, separate from me. That gift comes with a price, and right now, the price is this fading connection. "Are you coming back?" I ask.

"Xavier found his mate and it turns out that...that it's my twin sister...she's stronger, faster, she'll be a better Luna than I could ever be. She has the blood of a beta too, unlike me who's just an omega. She'll protect you guys, do more than I ever could." Gabriel looked over at Celia, then back at Celeste. "Nobody can ever replace you, she might be your twin, but I know she's not anything like you." "Gabrie—" "Go...my mate's resting, you'll wake her if you speak anymore." Celeste shook her head. "I'm not going anywhere Gabriel. I came down here to let you guys out, Zillon gave me permission." "Don't bother, we'll go when Xavier's ready."

“Of course I am. I have no reason to lie. You have my brother in your dungeon. You have to let him go.” “Do I?” the vampire murmured. My stomach tightened. “Your brother stole from us,” he continued. “And we don’t tolerate that.” “What did he steal?” I blurted. “I’ll pay you back.” He smiled fully, fangs gleaming. “No amount of money could pay for it. And payment isn’t the point. It is the principle.” My heart sank. “And who are you?” I asked quietly. “We are the Penumbra Syndicate,” he said. “I am Xavier Nero. This is Kaelen Frost.” He motioned to the scarred Fae. “And Lysander Hale.”

Ebu pressed his thumb against the center of the crystal, channeling his intent into the stone, allowing his inner wolf to flood the communication with absolute urgency. I have uncovered the primary point of contact from the summer solstice of 2022. Nightshade Capital Group. The silver transfer is small, but the concealment is absolute. There is a corresponding manifest in the rogue ledger from the Darkwater Freight Dominion. It is a direct match to Black's shadow-bounties. He paused, his chest rising and falling as he fought the protective instinct that demanded he run directly to the tavern to tear Ifu away from the northern elders himself. He pressed harder against the crystal, imprinting

Xyla replied, “Yes, I’m the Snow of Stoermers from the Stoermers of Michigan, Xyla Stoermer.” The middle-aged shareholder was stunned, with his mouth wide agape. He could not utter a word for a long time. Alex and Waltz did not understand about the greatness of the Snow of Stoermers, but when they saw the middle-aged shareholder’s reaction, they could understand something. Soon after, Xyla went into a luxurious room in Hell’s Angels. She was looking at the data on the laptop while giving commands remotely. She even called the people from the Stoermers of Michigan to request for a powerful backup.

“Circe, I know you're out there; you can hear me. I don’t know what happened to you, but I promise to find out after all this—after I’ve found my mate. Please, I need you to help me for just a moment and guide me to him.” Blake walked beside her and patted her shoulder. “It’s going to be okay, sis. I’m sure Circe won’t fail you. She’s a loyal, strong wolf. Just believe in her,” she communicated through their mind link, and Lydia shot her a grateful look. Sean observed the exchange, aware that the two sisters had just mentally communicated. He couldn’t hear them, but he sensed they were sharing a little secret.

Skye had told me that I wasn’t able to tell anyone and I had to keep it hidden. When I was around anyone, she would disappear so others couldn’t sense her. She was a beautiful wolf, I don’t understand why she wanted to hide. But I hadn’t questioned her reasons. Skye was a large black wolf with vibrant blue eyes and she had a white crescent moon on her left hip.

Soon there was an opening and like a deck of dominoes, it was downhill from there. Salesman Vega burst out laughing while he watched the walls melt. He saw Xasha standing there confidently with the three orbs behind him and said, "it seems we had the same idea, tell you what. Let's see which of our orbs is more powerful. Let me show you the difference between the Thorium and the Diamond Realm." Salesman Vega tossed the orb at Xasha without care. If he was hit with that much power he would surely die. But Salesman did not care, he had to kill that kid, or his pride as a man would mean nothing.