Celestials Novels & Stories

The lights were completely cut off before they all turned back on so that we could get the perfect view of the Celestials inside the cage. I was not certain what to expect a Celestial being would look like. They were beings derived from angels, but the concept of angels seemed almost fantasy. That was saying something given the fact that shifters were fantasy to humans. Celestials mostly consisted of hybrids between angels and humans or angels and witches. Dante had mentioned that there were occasionally even pairings such as angels and sirens.

Lex cleared his throat and his eyes meet mine but he suddenly looked away. "First thing tomorrow morning by the light of dawn we are going leave this deserted place because nothing is safe her" lex said and almost like it was timed, the sound of a crow crowing could be heard from a distance. "That's why its called the underworld because it is filled with demons" he added and we all agreed to what he said. Most of us here ain't good with our powers, except sword fighting because we have been trained for it. Camila was done with the meat and we all took our portion and ate quietly.

"You wasted five of your time saying that, take good care of your next words." "My name is Stella and I'm an astronomer," I decided to introduce myself, to at least win more than ten seconds. It seemed to work because the Alpha sketched a slight shock when dilating his pupils. Around us, the silence was present. "I study the stars, and I found coordinates following the constellations of the zodiac. Or rather, some constellations, because there were many others that I didn't have time to translate." "And what did the moon say to you?" he asked, letting go of my chin. "Duntied did the moon agree to send you here?"

"We understand your intention. It is our greatest wish to remain in the home you built with your own hands, and to protect this sacred land." Another spirit beast spoke up. "She is doing this for our sake. She saved us when we were wounded, sick, or weak." "That's right!" the others agreed, their spirits rallying. They offered Aria a deep bow, eyes bright with loyalty. Amid this solemn yet warm atmosphere, Landon stood out. He remained beneath the old willow tree, calm and detached, as though the awe-inspiring scene before him were of little consequence. The four Celestials—the majesty of the White Oracle, the grace of the Vermilion Bird, the weight of the Whi

They are no longer called warriors by the time, some people assume that they should be the Gods, but finally the people named them as the Earth Demons. When the East Continent was on the verge of collapse, God sent seven knights to punish the seven Earth Demons. The greatest battle in history ensued. The seven heavenly knights were in fact unable to defeat the seven Earth Demons. Legend has it; the seven celestial knights in the end issued the Move they feared the most. The Move's name is Destroying Disaster Move. Not only can destroy the enemy, the Move will also destroys the knights who have been sent by God.

The idea of being his mate, of having someone who cared for me so deeply, was overwhelming. How can Alpha Cepheus be my mate? Moon Goddess, give me strength for What's to come. For I feel like I'm not ready for it. Author's Note: Like the story? Please leave me a vote and comment your thoughts, I would really appreciate feedbacks. :') -Intimate_Ivy

Surrounding them were seven colossal thrones, each occupied by a celestial being of immense power and authority. First was Seraphiel, the Radiant One. His presence was blinding, a figure of pure, shimmering light that pulsed with the brilliance of a thousand suns. His wings were vast and feathered with gold, his eyes twin stars that seemed to see into the very soul. Second was Orionis, the Stellar Guardian. His form was composed of swirling galaxies, with a cloak that seemed to be woven from the fabric of the cosmos itself. Stars sparkled within his translucent body, and his voice echoed like the whispers of ancient nebulae.

I said, glancing sideways at Valen, “how does it feel knowing there’s finally a court more beautiful than yours?” He turned to me slowly, brows raised. “You wound me, my lady.” I grinned. “Do I?” He leaned back with a small sigh, the silver-threaded embroidery on his lapel catching the faintest glint of light. “The Celestials are obsessed with aesthetics that's all” “They live in a glowing glass realm with actual stars growing on trees, Valen. Let me have this.” Caelora laughed from their carraige besidee ours “She’s not wrong.”

Eko Citadel, Celestia Studios The studio……, oh the studio, it was a chatedral; not to God, to perfection. Light bled through glass walls etched with shifting patterns, like the room itself was alive. The air hummed with faint harmonics from sound-dampening fields. A choir of holograms floated around him, reacting to his breath, filling in harmonies he didn’t have to ask for. Tunde stood in the booth barefoot, the floor beneath him glowing faintly with each step. A single note in his throat could make the room respond, the panels tuning themselves to his range, the orchestra adjusting to his rhythm.

“I don’t care how much you’ve invested in my project. This woman just got here from abroad. She’s my friend and the star of my upcoming series. If you touch her again, I’ll pull your funding myself.” Ezekiel stood there, frozen, barely processing the word “star.” His eyes were locked on Vespera’s neck. In the turmoil, her dress had shifted just enough. Her collarbone was smooth and untouched. There was no scar. There was no mark. Just flawless skin. “It’s not there,” Ezekiel murmured, his voice hollow. Vespera looked at him, a mixture of horror and pity on her face, as if she were gazing at a madman. “Jerry, please... let’s go inside. I want to leave.”