Celestial Spirit Novels & Stories

Lowen was a little bit confused, he said: “Haven’t that captains turned up?” Pure shook her head: “I haven’t seen them yet. I think they will be here soon, we should go to the meeting room first and wait for them.” All agreed. Inside Infinite Space: The sweet and lovely pink clouds like cotton candy, carrying a faint scent, slowly hung in the blue sky. The colorful trees, carrying different shapes, were swaying in the gentle wind. In the endless sky, there were three big stars and a lot of small stars also. The giant Star was like a fire, this is the Sun of Infinite Space

I checked every part of the house but found nothing out of the ordinary. I told my parents about it and they increased the security of the house, hired caretakers to watch the surroundings and that reassured me, but I continued to feel that I was being watched. One night, I dreamt that I was in a place similar to heaven, there were clouds surrounding me and in the distance I heard a man's voice. -Finally we see each other Celeste. A booming voice came, I looked around but saw no one. -¿Who are you? -Who I am is not important, what really matters is that I found you and that we can finally be together forever.

I close the distance between us, Celeste instantly looks down at her feet, unable to bear our close proximity. I need to see her beautiful eyes. "Look at me baby" I whisper but it still comes out roughly, keeping my hands to myself with great difficulty because the moment I touch her I know I'll loose control. She hesitantly raises her head connecting those beautiful grey irises with my dark ones. My wolf purrs in my head in satisfaction. "I Theodore ,the future Alpha of the Red Moon Pack accept you Celeste as my soultmate and the future Luna." I declare without breaking contact with her. My words are firm, I don't show an ounce of doubt to her.

Matthew sat down beside her on the grass. It was currently nighttime, and the garden was illuminated by the soft glowing outdoor lights, making it look like it came right out of a serene painting. The sky was beautiful, with a spray of stars across the dark expanse and the clouds drifting lazily across the bright crescent moon. He could feel Allison tensing beside him, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she continued to stare at the flowers as though they were the most fascinating thing in the world.

As she touched the bloodied coin, her mouth muttered the familiar chant repetitively. "Spirit, spirit of the coin. Please come out and play with me. Spirit, spirit of the coin, please come out and play with me." The effect takes place in an instant. The chilling wind is blowing harshly in Thalia's room. The curtains shook strong as if a gale stormed inside her room. Thalia bowed her head down and reflectively protected her face with her free hand as the torrent of wind became harsher as time ticked away. It took only a minute or two for the wind to die down, yet, it's felt eternity for Thalia. A rotten odor wafted into her nostril, and Thalia's nose scrunched in disgust.

Méah panicked. "Méah, you were not supposed to live. You only live because of the three spirits that used to inhabit your body. It was the reason why you become the heir of destruction because you managed to restore your own spirit, giving you four pulses. When my former master, Draea become a prisoner of the black crystal, Purple Smoke, she found you as a perfect puppet and took advantage of my friends' powers," Jidah sadly said. "No! I'm not going anywhere! I want to live! I want to be with Keir!" Méah refused as she stepped away from Jidah.

Diego followed the purple mist which led her to a room with no door, the singing had now grown stronger. When Diego walked in the room, the lights that lit the passageway had completely died out. The room was dark except for the purple mist that poured out from the Black Spirit. “Why have you come?” the Spirit demanded in a mocking tone. Diego replied calmly “Your singing…is distracting me from thinking.” The Spirit chuckled, “Thinking?” Diego took a few more steps. She found the Black Spirit on the wet floor sitting with its head facing down. Diego couldn’t see her clearly because of the darkness, but she knew who that was...

“Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!” Kelvin stood up and looked around until his eyes met mine. Then he knelt in front of the chapel as the rain began to pour again. I looked up to the sky and saw the clouds parting for the blood moon to emerge. And the chatting became louder. “Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!” Kelvin slit his wrists with the spirit sword and allowed the blood to drip on the stairs of the chapel. And we all heard a rumbling sound apart from the sound of thunder as Darka emerged from beneath the chapel. “Let him fight! Let him fight! Let him fight!”

He had his drink back in his hand again and his back turned listening. Amaris was not sure what to say. She was not sure if she should be horrified, or feel sorry for Lyle. She could feel his sorrow and grief and also an intense feeling of betrayal and anger. It was his brother and he had trusted him. Amaris found that she could not move from the chair, even to comfort him. She was also not sure that he had know about his uncle's duplicity. He had never mentioned it. Christos' voice brought her out of her own thoughts. "From here there are many other prophecies that are belived to be attributed to you. The problem is that they show that there are multiple paths. Many different ways

And only Nicholas sat tensely in the corner of the living room, sadly remembering past days and dreading future days. To add spice to everything that was going on, thunder began to sing a duet along with Celeste, who had managed to grow wings on her back. The wings behind her back made Adelard doubt that she was human. Suddenly, he felt dizzy again and his vision began to give off different illusions. Celeste's face distorted with pleasure and she, squeezing Adelard's hands, spoke an incomprehensible language, and suddenly he saw before him not her, but someone else. It was the human with Jean's face. His best friend, Jean, was over him and Adelard even felt pain somewhere inside and then te