Ciel Novels & Stories

It was some minutes past 6pm. Caitlyn Hugh was dragging her tired feet back home after a long day at work. As she walked along the lonely road, she looked back at intervals, hoping for a cab to appear. Although she was very much aware that cabs do not ply that road, Caitlyn prayed for a miracle. She took out her phone from the small bag she hung on her shoulder and connected her headset to the device. She was going to click play on her favourite music, but the sound of a car honking halted her.

Chapter: 23 ****** In the realm of ethereal beauty and boundless wonder, cerulean unfolds before the restless angel's eyes. As he walked down the long, winding path, a symphony of colors danced in the air, painting the sky with hues that defied earthly imagination. Wisps of iridescent clouds drifted lazily, casting shimmering reflections upon the glistening surfaces of crystalline structures that rose majestically from the cerulean ground. Azrael, the Celestial Prince, admired its pristine perfection, finding each new detail more magnificent than the last. He paused in front of an archway of blue flowers and reached out, placing his hand on the wall. He traced the petals with delicate finger

That was a really cool fucking color. “Hello! Can I help you?” she asked her politely. The woman’s eyes looked starstruck as she bowed her head respectfully. “My name is Cecylia. I have been studying combat magic under Lady Ayla’s tutelage, but she had mentioned that you exceed even her knowledge on the subject. I know that you must be very busy, but if you ever have any spare time, would you please consider pointing me in the right direction?” she asked hopefully. Ziyah observed her closely for a minute while she thought something over.

She casually wondered as she slightly shifted, her palm pressing against the soft grass as her gaze raised towards the sky, unconsciously searching for that familiar star close to her home. She didn’t even know if she could see it with the naked eye or if Laxian was close enough for that, but she did not care. She wanted to at least pretend that it was possible, so she kept on looking around at the vast sea of stars and celestial bodies until she suddenly heard the BloodHound’s masculine voice again, “It’s that smaller one,” Her head immediately snapped in his direction, throwing him a surprised look. What the hell was he talking about? “That smaller conglomeration of stars and dust you see

she thought. She looked at Thalia, who didn't break apart from her mate, and it tore her inside. As soon as Thalia separated from her mate, Lydia smelled it. She recognized the fragrance of bluebells and snow saints—it was coming from Thalia. She sniffed at herself, not wanting anyone to see her. She smelled of honeysuckle, which was Thalia's scent. “She is wearing our scent,” Circe said. “I don't know how, but it…”

THE CRITE As I walk out of the cave, I take a deep breath and inhale the icy air hitting my lungs. At the same time, the wind blows my hair in all directions. Thinking about the dream I just had with LD. I sigh sadly. I begin to walk down the path that leads me to the Crite. My beautiful home is located behind a waterfall hidden within the glacier rivers of Starmainia. It is a massive cave with everything I need to survive everyday life on this planet. It is also a very secluded location. Where the sky is filled with so many shiny stars to look at. Not like Bluestoria, where it feels dark like nighttime all day around. Here it is light during the earliest hour and dark during the latest hour

Silence returned. "We’re through," Vane gasped, slumping over the wheel. Tristan wiped the condensation from the glass. He looked out. The sky here was crystal clear. The stars were out, shining with a hard, diamond brilliance. And in the distance, rising from the ice like a jagged black tooth, was the Citadel. It was immense. A fortress of obsidian built into the side of a glacier. Green light pulsed from its central spire, shooting a beam straight into the earth.

There's also the Skyboard, but that's for Ruler ranks… And anyone in the first three are either called Omnisaint or Omnidharma! Caleb nodded. "So there's so much more excitement that awaits in the Greater Yellowflame." "Yes! And I'll definitely do my best!" Tia's eyes lit up with expectation, and she turned to Caleb with a motivated smile. "I'll see you at the top, brat!" "Sure," Caleb replied, nodding. At the same time, Oner was closing in on the pavilion, and everyone else was shocked that nothing was jumping out as they had expected.

Liora's eyes turned silver. “She wasn't sick.” Marius went completely still. “What did you say?” Liora looked at him. “She wasn't dying.” Marius's face drained of color. “That's impossible.” Liora shook her head. “I can see her.” Her voice became distant. “She was standing beside Azrael.” The chamber disappeared around her. And Celine suddenly saw the memory too. A young woman stood beneath a sky filled with silver stars. She had long dark hair and pale skin.

She seemed like she wasn't interested in whatever was going on. "Hi." Juliet smiles out. "Juliet meet Madison and Alison!" Christopher introduces. "I think I might get confused!" Juliet laughs. "You won't." The friendly one says. "She has lighter skin and a very tiny voice! I'm Alison by the way." She says. "Nice meeting you Alison." Juliet smile, she turns to Madison who just nods at her. She mouths hi. All this while Ana and Trisha stood at like third parties. "Where is Alexs?" Christopher asks with a calm smile.