Celestina Crescent City Novels & Stories

His Hunter Luna: Prologue Lunaria Realm is home to werewolves, vampires, and archmages. One imperial monarchy, three kingdoms, each with large cities. Cities where you may discover towns with their unique tales. Primrose City is the home of archmages in the Kingdom of Everdeen. Crimrose metropolis is a vampire metropolis located within the Crimson Kingdom. Finally, there’s Crestwood City, the werewolf city in the Kingdom of Crescent. Crestwood City, the Kingdom of Crescent, is home to five major towns, three of which are Euphria, Lavereena, and Riverwoods Town.

Noah grabbed my hand and kissed the engagement ring. “It will all be fine. I promise. You just need to trust me.” I sighed and pressed my temple against the window. “All right. I trust you.” I soon saw a sign coming up on our right. It read: WELCOME TO CRESCENT CITY CAPITAL OF THE CRESCENT MOON PACK TERRITORIES My heart soared into my throat. “Well, Crystal, welcome to your new home,” Noah said as he took the off-ramp into the city. I swallowed against the hard knot forming in my throat. My nails dug into the side of the car door.

The moon shone its brighest above paradise city, fairies flying all over the place in migration and no other being knows why. Its a rare sight and Cerise and Jean watch it from the gigantic window of Cerise's apartment. Peace lit over them, Cerise was reading Jean an article about his current works and they laughed as she opened one referring to their relationship. Cerise however, was awkwardly squirming in her seat, Jean had leaned on her shoulder and continued talking and the subject matter right now was doing no help.

, Rachel said. Skycrest Tower, the gleaming glass giant dominating downtown Los Angeles, was a sanctuary for billionaires. This ultra-luxurious skyscraper boasted a five-star hotel, penthouse apartments, rooftop lounges, and private event halls. Tonight's event would take place in the Echelon Ballroom on the 39th floor, with early arrivals gathering in the Aurora Lounge just below.

We even ordered for all 13 packs to be searched but there was no trace of Patricia. It was as though she vanished from the surface of the earth. We still decided to keep our fingers crossed though. And now here we were on our way to the banquet hall for my baby shower ceremony. Everyone had been invited and based on what Charlotte told me, the hall was already filled with guests. Crescent Moon Pack had been re-built again and they had moved from underground to live on the surface world again. They were the first pack to have both underground and surface cities. Their underground city became more of a tourist center where students visited for excursions.

She would rather find out whether she would get cramps before the real trial. The Starfall Lake filled the entire space on Cryos Peak, leaving only a crescent-shaped sliver of land — a tiny patch called Crescent Town, crammed with a narrow strip of shops and inns. Following the rugged crater rim downward, the lake unfolded, sprawling across the entire view, cradled by jagged, finger-like peaks that held it like cupped hands. It was called a lake, but it was vast almost like an ocean, with the far side barely visible in the snowy mist.

Tents were lined up in different directions, the surrounding air reeking of damp earth. "This is short of the expectations I had in my," I murmured to no one, but she actually heard me. "What were your expectations?" Mara asked, her face void of emotion. "That this place is a safe house built for betrayed and broken hearts? I want you to know that Crescent Hollow was built by shedding blood, Celia." "Celeste," I whispered, trying to correct her, before I realized I just slipped. Mara halted on her track, her gaze snapping back at me. "Celeste," she repeated slowly. "Why make the mistake of lying with your name?"

Their remains whispered of power older than thrones, older than Crescent Vale itself—laid to rest beneath a city that had forgotten the weight of its blood. Seren moved like a shadow through the dust-laced catacombs beneath the ruined city. Crescent Vale, once the holy seat of the Moonstone Court, now lay in fractured strata—its palaces smothered by ash, its grand temples sunk into silence. The marble cracked. The moonglass dulled. And still, the secrets lingered, etched into every cold breath of the stone. Mourne walked ahead, his torch of silverfire a living tongue of unnatural light. The flame hissed, not in protest, but in warning—its color too pure for this place, too clean for the stor

Maybe when Zandor grew just as old, there would be only one empire as the head. The Celestials had many villages, towns and cities in their vast and strong empire. The Greater Celestials resided in the best of them with the Lessers settling for the rest. After all, Greater Celestials were all nobles. Even so, every city was maintained by a Greater Celestial House. As for the towns and villages, they were watched by Lessers who had been granted a title of nobility due to merits. But even among the cities, there was a clear hierarchy. There were three major cities in the territory of the Greater Celestials. The capital city, Imperium; the political city, Flagstaff City; and the military city,

She pestered and pleaded and even though I had already prepared to say no right from the moment she offered it, I agreed. We strolled down the narrow forest and though she was oblivious of how still and strangely quiet the forest was, jumping around and fishing out weird-looking leaf that she called ingredients for the herbs. The moon was a crescent one, shining the little light it offered into the still forest. My mind wasn't settled with the way the forest stilled with no sign of even an owl. And as I followed Aurora right behind, I watched my side and back of anything that could try to attack us.