Ciel Novels & Stories

KIRA The dark velvet night slowly softened into the pale, pearlescent grey of a quiet mountain dawn. Above the jagged, silhouette peaks of the Western Range, a soft sliver of silver light expanded across the upper atmosphere, catching the high cirrus clouds and turning them a delicate blush of pink and liquid gold.

Rising I agitation, he lashes out at the girl towering over him. "Could you please fuck off?!" Their eyes meeting, Akillim redirects the stare he receives. Its funny how the one who sorted his life, now possesses interests that resides over their murderous intents. "I'm Ceira, an inhabitant of the forest of Traè" Her eyes twinkled, as the wind swam across her face, pulling the pieces of hair that escaped the thick bundled braid, to itself. Their gazes never left the other, basically an impromptu staring contest.

I sighed and told them what the spirit told me. “But why only to Lady Seraphina? The spirit could have just meet Sir Zale, and since he is a water element user, the heir to say the least, why not him?” Asked Notus while looking confused. I sighed and just crouched to be at his eye level. “If the spirit were to summon Zale, then it will just end there. Remember when I said that the vengeance spirit was a fire? It might be a fire spirit that was tainted by some pollution from here.” I explained.

It was the boy she saw naked in the pool— The boy with gray eyes and he seemed to be walking to her direction. Violet sighed and turned away. Which of them owned the building? The brown eyed or the gray eyed. “Hello miss?” A silky voice murmured behind her. She sighed and turned around to face the gray eyed. “Hi.” “I was informed that a female specie called Saintess Musa is here outside my yard, do you happen to be her?” “Rude! How dare you refer to a woman with such dignity as a female specie?” “Aren't you a female specie?”

he introduces a tiny woman who comes around from behind his large frame. The first thing I notice is her large baby bump, a sudden empty feeling fills inside me but I'm quick to shove it far back in my mind. I move forward to give her a friendly hug, she smiles brightly "welcome luna Celeste" she greets sweetly. Helen is about 5'3 with jet black straight hair, her eyes are the color of honey with thick eyebrows above them, her full lips have been stretched into a smile since the moment we've arrived.

“how high up are we?” Camila asked as she looked out of the window, at the cloud s that surrounded them. They were currently in a plane getting ready to sky dive. Cory opened the huge directory that he held but the wind that rushed into the plane was so much, when he spread the directory to see, it flew from his hands and out of the plane. Roman burst into laughter at Cory’s embarrassed face. Camila didn’t find it funny though, she sent a glare in Cory’s direction.

With a heavy heart, he locked himself in the room and didn't get out. Ace laid on his bed, staring at the white ceiling with an empty mind. He suddenly felt the rustle of his bed. Ace looked to his right, where his second pillow is stationed. "hi, " the boy that laid down on his right side waved and smiled brightly at him. White hair and dark green eyes. " Who are you?" Ace whispered to the boy in front of him and frowned. " I'm Oren,"

Wait, don’t tell me… “Celestial Realm Augmentation: Rocky Pasture of a Raging Bull.” Deborah touched the ground as she strongly pressed it with her palms. The earth opened and Caya’s Celestial Realm slowly broke into pieces. The entirety of the school quadrangle rose up and suspended on the mid air. Then, gigantic rock spikes enveloped the sky, leaving only a small opening like a volcano’s crater. There were only four people here— I, Coazen, Angel, Caya and Deborah.

She smiled and continued, "My apologies for not introducing myself. I'm Claire Raphaela de Zielony. Nice to finally meet you, Minerva Chrysalis de Ivrea." What... the heck?

Asked Ciel, pulling me out of my stupor. I gladly nodded and he raised his hand towards the center of the tree above, his palm once again glowing green. As I wondered what he was trying to do, another set of bulky vines came slithering down and formed at its end a round platform. Ciel took the first step and, still holding my hand, invited me onto the platform. The area to stand on was a little small so he had to wrap his arm around my waist and hold himself with one hand onto the roots all the while controlling them. At this point I was starting to wonder if he was doing this on purpose, knowing he can control plants and all; c