Ciel Star Novels & Stories

The next day, Randall continued his attempt to get closer to me, demonstrating a genuine interest in my knowledge of astronomy. In a surprising gesture, he invited me for a walk through the forest, enjoying the bright sunlight that bathed our path. As we walked, Randall looked at the blue sky above us and commented: "Stella, the stars are not visible during the day, but I believe that the sky still holds many secrets. I would like to know more about the Earth's atmosphere and how the presence of the moon influences our world."

The small, thoughtful gesture spoke volumes about how deeply he cared. "Wow! The sky is so clear from here. Wait, is that a constellation up there?" I remarked excitedly, pointing a finger up toward the brilliant cluster of stars shining above the water. Alessandro took his seat right beside me, cracking open a beer can. "The light pollution hasn't reached this coast, that's why," he explained, leaning back. "That one you're pointing at is near the Big Dog constellation—that bright one there is the Dog Star, Sirius. Look closely at the shape."

​The air in the Great Hall didn't just vibrate; it shrieked. ​As Elara funneled the raw, unbridled power of the Star-Eater into the ley lines beneath the Citadel, the mountain groaned in a way that felt sentient. The violet light was no longer a glow; it was a blinding, holy conflagration. Caleb’s hands were clamped onto Elara’s waist, his knuckles white, his teeth bared in a silent snarl of agony as he acted as the bridge for enough energy to level a city.

Leandro Delia leaned her head on my chest. "I want to believe you." "Believe the sun," I said. "Look at it. It comes up every day, no matter how much blood was spilled the night before. It doesn't care about the Cavalli name or the Commission. It just shines." We stayed there until the stars came out. The Mediterranean sky was so clear you could see the Milky Way, a river of white light stretching across the blackness. "Leandro, look!" Delia pointed. "A shooting star."

A small part of it entered from her window and brought in the light scent of leaves and dirt, stirring the air of the room with the fragrance of the cookies. Celeste turned to her side, facing the window. It was already dark out there, and she could see the starry sky from her bed. Away from city light, the stars were much brighter. That was her favorite part of the country. But from this angle, she couldn't see the moon yet. She only caught the faint ring of it lingering on the edge of her frame. So she settled by counting the stars until the moon decided to make her appearance. It was not so round, but the silver moon gave away the cool, calm texture that took Celeste's breath away. "When

Kate chirped and ran her eyes across the endless sky. “That one right there, is Centaurus” she said excitedly and pointed her finger at one part of the sky. “It is the brightest one and consists of 281 stars. It is....” she explained on an on for about half an hour. In between she took a break and looked up at him and frowned when she found him staring at her face, rather than looking at the sky, which she was using as a blackboard. “You are not even looking at the stars” she complained with a pout.

The young Beastman looked around, and admired the sight before her She was not alone, for there were celestial bodies sharing this space with her. There were at least a billion stars, and with just her eyes Kylie could see no end to them; yet, among those bright beings, there were seven that stood out: a red sun, an orange sun, a yellow sun, a green star, a blue star, an indigo star, and a violet star. They stood brightest and called to Kylie the loudest. It was as though they were asking her to choose among them which one she would have. While Kylie had never seen such a sight before, she instinctively knew what was happening. The words Sovereign Suns and Chosen Stars appeared in her head,

She is not a star, she’s a butterfly. “CeceStar..” she says giving him her hand to shake. “Vaughn Walker.” I slap her hand away before their hands could touch in a handshake. “Professor, Vaughn Walker.” I tell her as I plop down on the only seat opposite him. “She is the one I told you about. The internet star. Her name is Cecilia.” She swats my shoulder. “CeceStar. And has anyone ever told you, you look like you belong in my galaxy.”

I know it's an assessment and that's my schedule, but that subject is crazy. "Gen, is this serious or just a prank?" I ask here. There is no way a subject can be this ridiculous. "What about it? You're enrolled as a celestial lady so there is nothing wrong with the schedule." It answered that there is no dust. "Oh." I only answered. "And what is this celestial lady thing?" I asked. Because I only know celestial and not celestial lady. "Celestial Ladies is a high-rank ladies in the society. Celestial Ladies do the praying for the peace of the land and have a healing ability. Celestial Ladies also are the candidate for the crown prince's wife in the future." This is the answer.

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