Celestial Island Eternals Novels & Stories

In fact, the aura essence at the island leader’s residence was so dense it turned into rainwater, which was why Celesta Rain Island was named as such. Furthermore, the aura essence from the high-grade celestial vein extended beyond the island, functioning like a smaller celestial vein. This was why immortals typically didn’t stay on Celesta Rain Island unless they were ordinary people or merchants who paid high rents. Most immortals either moved to other smaller islands or became part of Celesta Rain Island’s community. They could also stay on the island for ten years at the cost of six thousand low-grade essence stones, though they wouldn’t have a permanent residence.

The women looked at each other. They had no idea that there would be a catastrophe for Eternals. They always thought that as long as they reached Eternal Realm, they could live forever. It seemed that trying to become an Eternal and staying by David's side forever sounded a little whimsical now. “Celeste, how long is an epoch?” “One epoch is 129600 years!” ‘129600 years?’ Except for Celeste, everyone's eyes widened, and they were frozen on the spot. ‘An epoch is actually 129600 years?

As we ventured forth, determined and resolute, we knew that every decision we made and every memory we uncovered would be woven into the ever-expanding tapestry of our destiny. Our quest to find the Celestial Scribe had led us to a realm unlike any we had encountered before. The landscape was a tapestry of floating islands, each suspended in a sea of celestial energy. A myriad of colors swirled and danced in the sky, creating a mesmerizing display. As we stepped onto one of the floating islands, the Hourglass of Eternity guided us towards the heart of this realm. We knew that the Celestial Scribe held the knowledge we needed to restore the balance of time and mend the rift.

The blue light of the moon cause a big uproar, and this is so noticeable in the area far away from the village Eterfinite currently resides. This area is distorted by some force, and the blue light cause the people there to exclaim the excitement, “The blue moon goddess bless the world!”

Celeste POV Ryan presented me to the elders without ceremony, and that alone told me everything I needed to know. There was no dramatic announcement, no raised voice demanding recognition. He simply stood at Alpha Ryker’s side during the council session, waited for the murmurs to fade, and said, “From this day forward, Celeste will serve as Golden Sky Pack’s Diplomatic Ambassador.” That was it. No applause. No immediate resistance. Just a subtle shift in the air, like a chessboard rearranging itself while pretending nothing had changed.

Blackmailed into wearing another woman's face, Isla Virelli, an elite con artist, agrees to impersonate Celeste Voss, the missing fiancée of Elias Hargrove to save her best friend’s life. She never planned to feel anything. She never planned to stay. But on the day she is supposed to walk down the aisle, Cassian Hargrove kidnaps her from the bridal room and marries her himself, because he can’t lose the woman he loves for a second time. Now trapped in the wrong marriage, Isla is caught between two powerful brothers, a collapsing empire built on lies, and the shocking truth that the real Celeste is her long-lost sister. As buried secrets surface and her false identity is exposed to the

"Good, you may now leave." Hopefully this trip to the Crestmoon pack would help me in more ways than one. This meeting between the Crestmoon and my pack was in accordance with our annual mating ceremony but I have other plans. The Crestmoon pack and our pack are great allies, but my main visit would be that of seeing Selene the oracle. The oracle who has been known to have died as I've heard is still alive and resides or currently hides within the sanctuary of the Crestmoon pack. I was able to confirm this with Alpha Killian who is the head of the Crestmoon pack.

Then, suddenly, a beam of celestial light shot upward. It pierced the clouds. The heavens trembled. High above us, hidden among the stars, an enormous island slowly descended. Everyone stared in awe. It floated effortlessly in the sky. Waterfalls poured from its edges into the clouds below. Golden trees sparkled beneath the sunlight. Crystal towers reached toward the heavens. "It can't be..." Orion whispered. "The Astral Kingdom." Aurel smiled. "The home of the final Guardian." A staircase of solid starlight stretched from the sea cliffs to the floating island.

Covered in moss and denied the light of day, it exuded a quiet sorrow toward the world. Camellia was leaving, but these artifacts should not be buried with her. "It's nothing, Felix. Don't worry about me," she said softly. Seeing her unwillingness to elaborate, Felix did not press further. After instructing his assistants to carefully transport the artifacts, he patted her shoulder before leaving. "Take care of yourself," he said as he departed. Once again, she was alone. The once vibrant Eterna Haven now felt hollow and empty. Her phone buzzed with a notification. It was about Valentina's online book signing event for her new illustration collection.