Novel & Cerita Celestial Vivi

Aerian asks. “You are probably right my dark luna. We need to find out if your mother is alive or not Cahal. Savannah and Daniel do you think you can find the proof that we need?” I asked. “We will get on it. All I need is a name.” Savannah states. “Her name is Lavitrya Gallegos.” Cahal says. Cahal shows a picture of his mother that he had saved on his phone. Aerian let out a gasp as her cup slipped from her hand. Thank fuck for shifter speed. I caught the cup before it hit my damn desk. I can feel her start to shake.

Sophie The moon hangs high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the fairgrounds. The usual joyous atmosphere twists into an eerie tension as Damian's secret unravels before my eyes. I stand frozen for a moment, my fascination momentarily overpowering the fear that should consume me. The tales of werewolves have always been distant echoes, whispered warnings from from my grandmother to keep curious minds like mine at bay. Yet, here I am, on the front lines of a supernatural battle, witnessing the transformation of humans into majestic, fearsome creatures.

Aria Pov In six days I shall be destroyed by the crescent moon. I am cuffed with the metal closing round my wrists, feeding off the energy of my wolf. Before me is the Seven Tower Gate, a dark monolith whose ancient power smothers mine. I'm a mutant-an impending bomb-a danger to my pack.

"Well, pay attention to what I tell you." I leaned in, fully attentive, as she began to unravel the celestial tapestry. "The Celestial one is reborn every 100 years," she disclosed, her words carrying the weight of ages. "Begotten from a Medic and an Elite Warrior. According to my research, the current one is 98 years old, although I do not know of their precise dwelling."

“Please come upstairs with me. We have not only excellent celestial plants but also elixirs suitable for your level and many high-grade mysterious artifacts there," the shopkeeper said, sensing a potential big spender and getting friendly with Adrian. Upstairs, Adrian noticed a peculiar-looking celestial plant seedling and asked the shopkeeper about it. The shopkeeper noted Adrian's interest and gladly explained. The seedling was from the Celestisorb Tree, a useful celestial plant specializing in absorbing celestial veins. When planted, it could release celestial veins, making it essential for immortals above level nine.

He was an honorable man that we were blessed to know. “Celestials are very difficult to capture. Celeste and Desiree were blindsided, and that was the only reason they got the jump on them. Other covens knew that there were two Celestials in the feeding room. A couple of vampires had escaped that night, and they are offering ridiculous rewards to find them. The fact that these two have the magic of her bonded inside of them is reason enough for them to be found.” I sipped on my peppermint tea. It was a very useful recipe that my mother gave to me for nausea. It was kicking my ass, and it was bound to get worse before it got better. It did not matter though because I would take anything as lo

“Celeste. She seems like she keeps a lot to herself, huh?” I feel my stomach twist. “I guess,” I say carefully. Trevor tilts his head, watching me too closely. “She doesn’t really post much online. No recent pictures, no updates. Kinda hard to keep track of her.” I laugh, but it’s forced. “Yeah, Celeste has always been private.” He hums, drumming his fingers against his glass. “What about her family? Her mom, dad?” I freeze for a second before setting my fork down. “Her dad passed away,” I say, a little sharper than I meant to.

It showed a raw rock, matte and opaque, glowing a deep, interior purple as if lit from within. “What… what is this?” Imani asked, leaning forward, breathless. The chunk of stone, opaque and faintly shimmering violet, pulsed on the screen as if alive. “That’s not gold,” Jade murmured, her voice trembling with fascination. “It’s something else entirely.” “It’s beautiful,” Imani whispered. “Dangerous is beautiful sometimes,” Jade replied, zooming in closer. “Celestium,” she read out, her voice barely a whisper. Imani reached out, her fingertips brushing the holographic image as if she could feel its texture.

Zayn caught my eye for a brief second, but I quickly looked away, determined not to let him get under my skin again today. Seven, the ever-observant second-in-command, nodded in my direction as I approached. Seleira stood beside him, her arms crossed, eyes scanning the group with her usual sharp focus. I took a deep breath and started stretching, doing my best to avoid eye contact with Zayn. The last thing I needed was another pointless exchange with him. "Oh, the princess is back." I caught whispers from my side. They were trying to keep it low, but did they forget we had supersonic hearing? Or were they just stupid?

Dammit. I'm the Luna.