Celestial Island Eternals Novels & Stories

I haven’t introduced myself yet. “My name’s Celine Hathaway, and… I don’t know a thing about Celestia. All I know is my mother is already dead that’s why I live alone with my father. He never told me anything about this so I’m really confused. I can’t even remember what my mother’s name is and if she’s really here in Celestia.” Odette stood up and went on the other side of the bed where the big window was. She stared at the scenery for a few seconds after facing us again, ready to say something.

May you enjoy your new eternity. The one without me.

he says coldly. Griselda and Jeneva was beheaded without even calling out for Finesia's name—no, rather they didn't want to call her because they didn't want her to go back and see the devil. At the same time in the northwest part of the mountain, Finesia was in her deep sleep lying on the arms of Mathias who was naked. He shifted back to his human form when Finesia suddenly fell asleep. He felt the electricity flowing inside him, the connection with Griselda and Jake as his parents was already gone, he knows, they already died.

Isabelle pleaded, desperately trying to mask her irritation. “Fine, we’ll talk after I get settled in,” Her mom said and got into the car while the young women loaded up her luggage. “This is going to be the longest week ever,” Gwen whispered to Isabelle. “It truly is, Gwenie. It truly is,” Isabelle sighed. They loaded up the entire luggage and got in the car themselves and drove away from the airport. . . . Time in the celestial world worked differently from time in the physical world. Two days had passed on Earth but in Hell, only an hour had gone by and Gentel’s punishment was just rounding off.

Anything that could not be proven by science was not real. "Though the lovers from the name basically means love in your life it is also a sexual card." I choked again. My cheeks reddened at the mention of sex. " I realised from your reaction that you are...Et intacta pura ?" "Ate what?" "Et intacta pura. Pure and untouched. A deep burning desire will fill you. Your body shall awaken and you will thirst for only that person. Only he can put out the fire...he whose soul is bound to yours."

Not just from the wounds, but from the sheer weight of betrayal. She closed her eyes, expecting oblivion. But then— A pull. A strange, almost celestial force tugging at her soul. The darkness gave way to a sea of stars, the moon glowing impossibly bright. Golden tendrils wrapped around her lifeless body, warmth spreading through her cold limbs. The last thing she felt was a deep, soothing hum, like the universe itself was whispering a secret meant only for her. And then—nothing. Seraphina gasped, jolting upright in bed.

As they approached the sacred grounds, the air seemed to hum with a palpable energy—an anticipation of the discussions that would shape the future of their kind. The entrance to the elders' sanctum loomed before them, adorned with intricate carvings that told the tales of generations past. Seraphina, her scarlet eyes glinting with a mix of reverence and determination, led the way. Adrian, his werewolf features a testament to the unity forged in recent battles, followed closely, while the hybrid child walked beside them, a living symbol of the prophecies that had unfolded.

"Faeries are not said to be dead. They vanished..." I thought about what he said. Stefano has a point. But even Elijah isn't sure what happened to the faeries and why they disappeared. "I heard what Agape said about Hibernation. If that's true, the faeries were put into eternal sleep. I read something about that in one of the books but I didn't believe it. A heavenly being will be in eternal sleep and will never be awakened. But because of the seed, they woke up. The eternal sleep was broken and turned into hibernation instead." I'm not sure if I'm thinking right. But I can't think of anything else. The tree of life cannot bring back the dead. The person who will eat it must be at least brea

"I don't see how that has to do with anything." Slowly, I sit on the bed, beside her. So this is the reason she called me here. I guess that I was right. David is her mate after all. Suddenly, she is staring at me like I've lost my mind or worst... "Don't you get it, Isabella! He doesn't feel the bond like I do and he..." She pauses and looks down at her fingers. With a small whisper, she tells me. "He isn't immortal as I am. I'll live forever while he'll grow old and die. I can't live like that, I can't! So it's better you tell me how to reject him without feeling pain and I'll do it."

The incantation written in the arcane scroll had become red like it was written in blood with an image of a lily of the valley and grain had intertwined. “Let them die the death of the upright and may their end be like they had become the stars in the heavens, like a spirit that had not fallen…Sunt stellae in caelo.” Then the heavens stirred, thunder crashed amid a whirlwind, lightning lit up the world, the earth shook and trembled. Daydreams, they flew away and they were gone, no one knows where. The dreamer awakened. The earth mourned and withered. The sound of a crash and a woman shouting shook her as one does to wake another from sleep.