Ciel Alois Novels & Stories

To the world, Calla had lost her memories and that was a great advantage for Luna, she could use that against her preys. After a pause, Cecile tried to lighten the mood. “Tell me, child. What are your hobbies? What are you good at?” Aiden snorted, making Cecile frown. “Do you have something to say, Aiden?” “She’s good at everything. After all…she’s Aliyah’s daughter.”

He took the cigar out of his mouth. "You," Cyprian said. Altair stiffened. "Sir." "You look like me," Cyprian stated. "But softer. Like me if I grew up with a trust fund and hugs." "I... hydrate," Altair said stiffly. "Who are you?" Cyprian demanded. "Al," Altair lied. "Lee," Leo chirped. "Ria," Lyra said flatly. "Al, Lee, and Ria," Cyprian repeated. "Sounds like a bad law firm."

He needed to be a part of this convo too and I wanted to ring Adrian before I told them both about my session with Aries. “Hey, girl, hey!” Ciel’s cheerful voice came from the other end. “Hey. It’s good to hear your voice. I have so much to tell you, but so little time. The main this is -- and I’m not sure how to say this, so I’m just going to blurt it out -- I think there’s a mole in your coven, maybe even more than one. When I got home, I was intercepted by Acelin, who had been sent to retrieve me. Claudis knew I had visited your coven and worked with Iyana, and that my powers had been unbound. No one else knew, Ciel. I hate to think that way, but it’s the only thing that makes sense. Is t

The Alchemist Factor won't consume her time since she already knows everything about alchemy. "It's only you that haven't chosen any factor, top 1." Nathan Newton's cool voice made Soheila go back on the reality. Soheila looked around and saw that everyone was looking at her. Soheila noticed that her friends had already picked what factor they wanted. Luna chooses the Archer factor. Sirene chooses the Alchemist factor. Zachary chooses the Music Master factor. Maximo chose the Array Factor. Ezekiel chose the Music Master factor. Hector chose the Poison Master factor.

“No, you silly! I have heard she is the new assistant of the CEO. Ciel is not able to take care of the whole work by himself so the CEO hired help to assist him in the external work.” “She must be someone very talented?” “What is her name?” “I don’t know. But I heard them calling her Ms. La Candida” “She is quite beautiful.” “I ask myself: what kind of work is she assisting the CEO in? Could it be…” “One of his usual playthings? Nah, impossible. She looks far away from cheap.” “That’s what I thought” “But still, the CEO is just a man, and she is too beautiful to be resisted.” A mere cold look from Vlad's callous eyes was enough to make all the whispers shut down:

“That’s Caelum Virellian. He’s from a family of frost mages, if the hair didn’t give it away. Ice in his veins. Literally.” Caelum didn’t so much as blink. Aurel moved on. “Girl with the glasses? That’s Selene Asterhold. She’s got the highest theoretical scores in this year’s intake. Don’t argue with her. You’ll lose.” Selene didn’t look up from her book, but her lips curled into a faint smirk. Aurel jabbed a thumb toward the brown-haired guy now leaning slightly forward with interest. “That one’s Thorn Revell. Friendly. Reads people a little too well for comfort. Don’t let the nice smile fool you—he’s got layers. Like poison in a pie.”

But none of that mattered if he lost her. “I am trying to keep you alive,” he said finally, quieter this time. Aria looked away first. “I know.” That was the problem. She knew. And she was beginning to fear he might eventually have to choose between saving her or stopping her. The tunnel opened slightly ahead into a larger cavern where underground water flowed through jagged rocks in thin silver streams. Strange pale crystals lined the walls, casting enough dim light to reveal ancient symbols carved directly into the stone. Caleb stepped closer to one uneasily. “These markings look familiar.”

“It’s time I stop waiting for Selene to do what she was clearly too pathetic to finish. If Liam wants to play Alpha in the safety of his walls, then let him. I’ll tear him apart where he thinks he’s untouchable. And I will be sure that it is done where everyone will see him breaking.” Marcellus stiffened. “What are you saying?” I turned, eyes gleaming. “I’m saying it’s time I reveal myself to him. Not as an enemy in the shadows, but as his rival in the human world. Business. Power. Status. That’s where it will hurt him most. I’ll dismantle him piece by piece until his throne is nothing but ash. And I will be sure that he knows who he is dealing with.” Alaria will be my final victory.

It was very clear to her that everything was getting out of her control, including her two sons. She stepped into the creative department and everyone stood up with their heads bent as they greeted her. Clara also got up to greet and then she took a glimpse of Maria's face. Maria was a beautiful woman, in her 50s with a slim and youthful body structure, she was a replica of Philip in almost everything except the eyes. Maria had outstanding brown eyes while Philip had grey eyes. She didn't know much about Philip's family history, but she knew that Manuel wasn't Philip's biological father. It was a mystery that she didn't want to get into.

Alistair, who approached Maria and Celine, bowed his head to see if he had recognized the pattern on the priest's uniform correctly. "Would this be Maria Fersen?" When she replied that he was correct, he nodded a little in confirmation and said hello to Celine next. Celine also responded with a very polite attitude. After the initial greetings, Alistair looked back at her and smiled lightly. The bright smile created soft folds around his coolly outstretched eyes. Oh, even his eyes were a rare amethyst colored as well, the symbol of the imperial family. "I have heard a lot about you, Priestess Maria."