Novelas y relatos de Ciel

“I’m Celestina, princess of Fleur Kingdom, I can manipulate nature’s power.” “Hi, I’m Angel Sent, princess of Sataria Kingdom, like you… I also have the power of snow,” she said softly. She was very polite. Her voice and features were soft and gentle, like her name. She really looked like an angel. Her eyes and long hair were both blue. It wasn’t surprising that we had the same power. Her mother, the queen of Sataria Kingdom, was a Cadieusian. And only Cadieusians could manipulate the power of ice.

[my apologies, Alex is normally the only person still around at this hour / i'm Nicolas Meunier, you must be new. "I'm so sorry, I don't—" I tried telling him that I didn't speak French but he caught on before I could explain. "Ah, forgive me. You must be the American. Eve Daniels? Alex's new assistant?" He questioned and I nodded. "I was just saying that Alex is normally the only person that stays late, I was locking up for him."

"The Moon didn't go dark," Nia whispered, staring at her blazing staff. "It multiplied." For one second, it was beautiful. The sky clear, full moon white, Pip not coughing, Caelum — no longer The First, just Caelum — standing with a new white mark on his chest like a kid who just got chosen. Then Vex shouted again from the yard: "LILA! THAT'S NOT THE ONLY THING YOU NEED TO SEE!" We ran.

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I replied letting my eyes drift to his rising chest. "You've seen Clair?" Elijah asks, falling even more into my touch. "Yes, I have, he's a rather....intrguing being" I reply nodding my head, recalling my many encounters with Clair. Elijah let out a sigh as my fingers massaged his scalp, his midnight hair brushing my fingers, he actually looked even more handsome with his devious green eyes closed. His white dress shirt open just by a few buttons, his chest almost visible to me, I smile looking up at his face, his sharp jaw line was enough to make the devil blush, Elijah Camorra, he was a beautifully carved being, I would admit that anyday.

Ciel felt completely embarrassed. She was in the midst of doing it tens of thousands of meters above the ground, which was usually something very exciting. However, what was even more exciting was the sudden appearance of a fighter pilot peeping through the porthole… Javier scanned the fighter jet outside and told Ciel, “There’s a switch right next to you that brings down the curtains. Just press it.” Ciel hurriedly pressed the red button by the window and the curtains gradually covered up the porthole.

For some reason that he didn't know, he was very glad to have Clara here with him. "I know you do, but I won't present them until I have accepted them." Clara walked to one of the paintings and felt it with her hands, the texture was sweet and smooth but the color was dim and the tone, was light. It was a painting about an eagle soaring. It was simple but meaningful. "Can you give me this one? I really love it." "You can have it...my gift to you." "Thank you so much!" Philip asked a guard to take it and package it properly so that it would be delivered to Clara at her house. His phone rang and when he picked it up, it was Dr. Mathew.

They are so fascinating, they are drowning me. My lips form into a thin line and tilted my head when I realize that his silver piercing has a written initials - C.I which I think stands for Czar Ildefonso. The initials is coated with small glittering diamonds which I think the reason why it glisten under the light from the sun. "You have a nice piercing..."I whisper but couldn't help to frown seeing how it pierce to the thin skin of his eyebrow.

Angeline quickly placed her hand over his tiny mouth, “Don’t ever talk about death again okay?” He nodded without saying anything. “You said your mama?” She asked again to be sure. “Yes, my pretty mama,” he blurted joyfully. Just then the door opened and Aurora walked in with a tray of juice for the guest. “There” Liam was pointing at her, “she is my mama” he added and Angeline turned towards her, her eyes contained something unfathomable and expressionless. “Have some Juice maam” aurora said casually as she placed the tray beside her,

Celeste answered as she covered her face with her arm. Iowa nodded and ran to Isuzu as the wind got stronger. Celeste, alone, then took out a piece of paper from her pocket, the one Isuzu received as she unfolded it to see the number XII on it glowing a bright light. She looked up the sky to see, from a distance the nearest star pillar to see it glow brighter than usual. Celeste sighed and folded the letter back and ran to Iowa who was looking for Isuzu. Meanwhile, Isuzu walked over to their usual starting position and felt something weird going on as she started to feel whispers in her head, and as the wind got to her too, she took cover on a nearby log and closed her eyes.