Celestial University Novels & Stories

Angus put the phone down with a chuckle. Gabriel sat on Nick's desk and Googled Couvade. "Fucking hell," No, this was Angus playing silly buggers, he'd always had a daft sense of humour, they were still waiting for someone to dig up the realistic skeleton that they had buried under the patio of their student house one Halloween. "Gabe, can we use this computer please, we need to do a school project, and we need to use Google Earth, its easier to see on the big screen."

Belmart exclaims. “The seals below the academy, the ones that hold down the biggest threats of the Lunaverse are beginning to weaken,” the principal repeats. “We all know what this means, right?” Of course we do. But no one answers because apparently they are processing the information. It’s like being told that death is at your door and you have absolutely no idea on how to send it back. “Give me a break,” Kol, the youngest member of the staff, whines. “Firstly, that witch Vivian has us on a wild goose chase. Then there are the warlocks and now the seals? Is the world coming to an end?”

Katrina’s touch calmed the rage inside me, my fires slowly dying out. “Heavenly light is a power that destroys all darkness in this world. Humans are all created with a darkness inside of them; thanks to the betrayal of Eve to our original God; Jehovah.” The professor continues, “Michael was the only one blessed with Heavenly light; that is until now.” The professor said looking towards Katrina once again. This time the class gasped; understanding what the professor was insinuating “Well i guess the cat’s out of the bag now.” Katrina grumbled. “Don’t worry love, I’ll protect you from all the questions.” I replied to her, earning myself a smile.

The creature wasn't defeated; I wondered why. "It was returned to the sender. The chimerachronus is a special creature that only comes for certain students. It isn't the first time, and I doubt it is the last time. But now, we have no idea who is special amongst us. Perhaps we will later," Riley said. "A lot of things happen here," I said. "It surely does. Also, it is the best place anyone of us can ever be because it is even more dangerous in the outside world," she said.

She turned her mobile phone to show the interface. "A what?" Alexis tilted her head. "Auburn National University and Catherine Learning Academy." Clarisse smirked at the acronym. "Don't ask me who thought that was a cute name." She tapped the screen. The app launched smoothly—sleek design, minimalist icons. Maps, faculty directories, cafeteria menus, club schedules—even real-time shuttle tracking. "Think of it as Hogwarts, but digital," Clarisse said proudly. "Only with better wi-fi and less chance of being eaten by a troll."

And more geniuses equaled greater prestige and a stronger backing. Planet Celestial however, was a strange Chief Higher World. It had power so great that many placed it only below the 7 Heavenly God Clans in terms of power. Yet they had never allowed any God Academy to take root in their home. Every offer from every academy had been turned down. It didn’t matter if it was Emperor Academy, or God’s King, or even Monarchy, which was the greatest academy there was. They had all been turned down. But, they said seasons were for a time and times for a particular season. So it was with Planet Celestial. The Celestial Race that had been so resistant in allowing others into their world had suddenly

Cielo woke up to the loud ringing noise from her phone. She groaned and tossed on the bed before picking up the phone. It was a text message from the institution. They never made calls, only texts. She opened the message, read its contents, and then sighed softly. She had to be at the institution today.

A school that caters to the smartest and richest of students. Scion University is a school that has been around for almost a century. The greatest politicians, actors, billionaires, pop stars, geniuses have attended this school. No one knows about it because the records have always been confidential. Only those who can go to this school have the knowledge that it even exists.

The morning sun crept higher, its weak rays filtering through the broken glass of the campus buildings. The university, once a bustling hub of life and noise, was now a graveyard of memories and decay. Joseph crouched low, keeping his footsteps as quiet as possible while his eyes scanned every shadow. He had been moving for hours, tracing faint signs that pointed him in one direction—toward the center of campus.

Point of view: I am April Jane Santisima, a simple person but known as one of the brightest students in the school of St. Patrick Academy but name famous known not an Academy but a University. The owner change it when her Son manage it. I simply want to be able to study without being aggrieved, but why do they harass me every day? What wrong have I done to them so that they repeatedly bully me especially Karen who is a well-known queen bee or better known as the evil queen of the campus because of her bad behavior.