Ciel Phantomhive Pfp Novels & Stories

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

FatPiggy: “It's definitely a prank! Something is going on with the clans, maybe some shy and hidden prodigy is coming out of his cocoon now. This guy is not Clanless.” Goblin_123: “If I could only have half of his skills… his trident looks so fucking gorgeous.” 9Triangle9: “Hhahaha… Excellent!! that's how a real man is supposed to fight.” Thot_Slayer: “Hey Guys! I know Phantom’s identity. It’s Joe mama XD”

“Oh my, can you send me your details via Bluetooth?” Seirian took out her own phone. It was purple and studded with glittering rhinestones at the back, with the letters ‘E’ and ‘D’ etched in amethyst and golden topaz. She had to teach Dorin how to use the bluetooth, though, as the young mage was still not familiar with the gadget. “There! I finally saved it!” Dorin said happily as he added Eirian’s number in his contact list. “How about your numbers?” Eirian asked their two companions. “We’ll be together all year, so I might as well get your details, too.”

Daniella holds my phone in her hands and starts the procedure, “What is your email address you’re going to register this account with?” “IAmAChandelier@Minerva.com” there I said. “Sure!” Surprisingly, Daniella didn’t laugh at my email address, instead she continued on creating the account for me. She names my account @Henrietta_Chandelier, she drops the selfie we just took into my phone and uses it as my account’s profile photo. “Done.” she passes the phone back to me. There, I take it close to my eyes and look at my profile photo. A contented smile appears on my face.

Her face is swollen from the hits she has endured but like her dress, she is covered in dust, dirt and is generally so unkept that I can’t tell where the dirt ends and her skin begins. “What is your name?” Celine tries to distract her from rushing to her brother. She’s obviously conflicted. She’s afraid of me. Enough that she won’t approach me but she also won’t take her eyes off me. “My name is Crystal. He’s Micah.” She pauses, uncertain with her interactions with us. “How old are you?” Celine keeps the conversation going. “I’m ten and Micah just turned six.” Crystal manages. “Do you know why you are here?”

​"You called me Subject 0. But my name is Celeste." ​One of the pods at the very end of the row—one that had been dark and silent—hissed open. A small girl, no older than Mia, stepped out into the freezing air of the hub. She was dressed in a simple white gown, her dark hair reaching her waist. But it was her eyes that stopped my heart. ​They weren't grey. They were a brilliant, piercing violet. ​"Celeste?" Eleanor whispered, her face turning a shade of grey I’d never seen. "You... you should be in stasis. The sedation levels were—"

“This is going on my wall, Damien. I’m framing this.” Celia beams beside me, holding up her photo strip and showing it off with the kind of pride only a child could muster. Her cheeks are flushed from excitement, and she’s still wearing the cat ears, her eyes sparkling. She had gotten the same ones for me and Damien earlier, and now we’re all walking around like an unlikely trio of carnival enthusiasts. Damien raises an eyebrow, clearly amused. “You’re framing a carnival photo?” “Yes,” I say, dead serious. “It’s going to be a reminder of the best day ever.”

Violet eyes hardened, “Yes, you have a choice. If you say no, I'll leave and find another way to enter the Star rock. You're not that special.” “Violet!” Phillip said desperately. They had fought hard just to be able to ensure she disguises as Lady Musa. The other killers death would be in vain if she didn't follow their plan. “No.” Violet told Phillip, “Tell me now, what path shall thou choose?” Lady Musa removed the veil she always used to cover her nose down to her neck. Unlike the rumours, she had a scar on the side of her right cheek. She could've looked pretty without it.

“I understand. So, your night is ruined then?” Dillon could feel the urge to tease his best friend. But he still tried to stop himself. “Yes.” Dillon let out a soft chuckle, and if someone might see him, they couldn’t believe that he could laugh and smile. “Her fear is visible in her eyes.” “I see,” Dillon said faintly. Drake pinched the bridge of his nose and massaged his temple. “I see her strong aura on the outside, but she’s weak on the inside. I wonder what her wolf looks like.”

So this what world like when they had their phones? I went over my seat. I opened my newly made f******k account. It was an anonymous. Creyshiee Elliee, that is my f******k name. Weird right? But nothing is more weird than the person who keep sending me messages. Mostly, I didn't put my face as a profile picture. I saved some cute chibi anime girls and make it as my profile picture. I only have three person's on my friend list. Patty, Krisha, and Zack. An idea pops in my mind. I tried searching for my f******k account I use in the real world.