Celestial Grimoire Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Celestia whispered, her smile not reaching her eyes as she leaned in toward me. ​The priestess stepped forward, her hands shaking as she held the ceremonial dagger. As she began the chant to bind our souls together, a sudden cloud moved over the sun, plunging the grove into a shadow that felt intentional and heavy. I looked at the dark woods beyond the pack borders, wondering where Elara was. If she was even still alive, and just as the blade touched my skin to draw the binding blood, a sharp pain flared in my chest that felt like a scream in the distance, making me stumble and drop Celestia's hand as the ground beneath us started to tremble with a low, unnatural hum.

“I saw it myself. The moment she stepped out of the shadows my wolf pounced on her and ripped her neck open." “She's a warlock," he states. “Not just a warlock but a top tier level warlock. They do not die by just a scratch to the neck." “So you are telling me I've been carrying this guilt for three years, when in fact I didn't do anything?" He nods. “But that is not the point of focus. If Vivian saw you shift into your wolf, she must know how powerful you are. And she must also that you study here at Arcadia."

And I believed him Even if part of me still wondered If I could keep them safe from me --- But just before dawn, as the sky began to gray, the sigil on my arm flared once more Not gold Not black But violet A blend of both And I heard it A voice that wasn’t mine, wasn’t hers New Unclaimed Elixir, it whispered, you are no longer gate or flame You are becoming something else entirely I opened my eyes And the stars above the Grove blinked out One by one The stars didn’t flicker—they vanished One by one, pinpricks of light were swallowed by an invisible veil above the Grove. There was no wind. No sound. Just the cold hush of something watching from beyond what eyes could see

Out of nowhere, she heard her father's voice in her mind, lecturing her on the difference between a rogue wolf and one associated with dark witches. "As you know, Selene, rogue wolves are not the only evil in the world. They are just as dangerous, but even more dangerous are the evil wolves associated with dark witches. Hybrid wolves that have the blood of dark witches are the descendants of evil wolves associated with dark witches who are cursed to walk this land while their already dead bodies rot and decay. They crave the flesh of corpses, though they abhor their existence. They almost never attack the living, but I've seen them. But when they do, their gaze can freeze a person for as lon

He said, hesitation laced in his voice. I squinted my brows, “How do I find that out? I have no one to tell me” I said. “At the right time the moon goddess will reveal all to you for now you should get ready to meet your destined mate,” He said. My eyes widened at his words “So that he will reject me for being a nobody, I do not want a mate” I snapped. He sighed, his gaze lingering on me “Alpha Damian of Crimson Moon Pack is your mate” He said, a shiver running down my spine at the mention of his name.

Nova's Pov The world tilted as I heard the words fall out of the man that is supposed to be my mate. “I want to redeem you as my concubine.” My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I thought it might crack them. The air in the Moonlit Rose’s private parlor suddenly felt too thick, too sweet with incense and old perfume. I stared at Riven, at the man I had sold my freedom for, the man whose ritual I had paid for with every humiliating night spent dancing under these dim crescent lights.

She wanted to cause him the same amount of pain as he had caused her when he killed her leader so she began to walk over to Micah and Kurt while the other Ginx still hovered over Joe and Lydia. "Micah, she's coming for us. What do we do? What do we do, man?" Kurt asked in a panic as she got closer. "Hold my machete," Micah replied and handed the weapon to Kurt. He took out the codex and flipped through the pages until he stopped at one of them. Micah raised his hands and began to read the contents of the magical book. "Sicut fumus dies ventorum. Sicut sonitus post factum est. mitto te, et impero tibi, ne redeat nam in cantu tacet."

Christos stood by the table and waved Amaris and Lyle over to him. Lyle finally moved from the spot that he had been rooted the entire time. He placed his glass down next to Christos' and walked over to stand next to Amaris across the table from Christos. "This first tapestry depicts the foretelling of you being born. It reads... The daughter of the shadow rulers shall be begotten on the night of the brightest moon and shall be born on the same. A descendent of the gods, it will not be known to her what she is, but she will have many wishes for the lycan. With a power unknown to her she will lead them all together into one." Christos paused there to let what he had just read

I quickly replied to her. Both my mom and dad vanished like tiny dust particles soon after I finished speaking. "Those were scenes based on your own imaginations, Celestina. I was never in contact with your parents, and you should be the one who knows best that it was a hoax... a scheme to set you up to get what I want," Celeste explained the immediate disappearance of my parents. "I'll be giving you approximately thirty days, a whole damn month, to be someone's mate. I'm guessing that the moon goddess didn't necessarily require you to be Siege's mate, the Crimson Moon Pack's Alpha. I think anyone out there would actually suffice."

I was fast and ample, but I was the biggest fraidy cat ever when it came to dangerous heights. “Walk with me?” Crimson leaned in and whispered into the shell of my ear, lips grazing my lobe before he pulled away. His yellow eyes, changed to a red hue as we locked gazes. His pupils dilating and changing shape. This close I could clearly see the shape of crescent moons. So strange, so ethereal, so magnetic, so mystical like… magic. I nod, letting him take my hand and pull me to my feet. Tingles erupt where our hands touch, spreading upwards through my arm.