Ciel Star Novels & Stories

They walked out of the house in slow steps, as if they wanted to enjoy every trail they made on the ground. Ciara looked up at the starry night sky. “Beautiful,” she sighed. “Yes, it is,” said Rai. “Your mother likes to look at the stars every night while imagining one of them is your soul who has rested in peace.” Ciara turned to Rai and Rai immediately said, “Of course, we didn’t know that you were still alive.” Ciara nodded, and they walked back in silence. “You’ve known him a long time?” Rai asked them. “Scott.”

Once he was in the driver’s seat, he decided some conversation may ease her nerves. “So tell me, Maia, have you ever seen a castle before?” “No, sir.” She stared straight ahead, so tense she could barely breathe. “Well, you’re about to. See, I’m a gardener for King Carter. I’m kind of his favorite gardener if I do say so myself so if you ever need anything, please don’t hesitate to ask.” “I want to learn how to read and write, please. I need to write a letter.” She begged, still gripping the paper Jasmine had given her in her hands.

They were not alone — Stellan was nearby, and Milo, and Delia had reappeared with two cups of something warm that she distributed without asking and disappeared again with the practiced efficiency of a woman who understood when people needed her and when they needed the space she'd left. She looked at the ridge above. The stars were fully out now — the June stars, which were different from the winter ones, higher and more numerous, the Milky Way a suggestion across the southern sky. "Tell me something I don't know about you," she said. He looked at her. "What?"

Cecilia asked gently. "Well…" Sean gazed up at the stars in the dark sky, then turned to Cecilia and said with a smile, "My dream is the same as yours."

Chao Fei then flew away with his sword while the three trees floated above him. Cian Xia looked up at the sky as he continued staring at his sworn brother figure who was now gone. He sighs and looks further into the sky and sees many stars gathering like an open sea, sparkling like a silverdust. Cian Xia can’t help but feel a relaxing vibe as he continues watching at the stars in the sky. The night sky is clear, no clouds can be seen, making the moon very visible to people's eyes. So big and bright. He stayed outside for a while until he felt satisfied and went back inside his chamber to get something.

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.

In the Celestial Realm The stars shimmered like scattered diamonds across the endless velvet sky. A silvery mist coiled over the sprawling gardens of the Celestial Court, perfumed with the scent of night-blooming flowers that glowed faintly under the silvered moon. Selene, Goddess of the Moon and all things bound to Fate, stood at the balcony's edge, her gown a fluid river of starlight swirling around her bare feet. Her luminous hair cascaded down her back, a living waterfall of light.

“Nice to see you here!” Thalia smiled back. “It’s not as scary tonight as it’s going to be.” Lydia sat down beside her. “Look, I know it’s going to be hard, I’m sure you’ll find your mate among the guests we have tonight.” Thalia smiled at her friend. With her brown hair and round, pale, beautiful face, she resembled her mother. She was beautiful, and there was no way she was going to end up without a mate tonight. Thalia pulled a drink from her side, and Lydia gasped. “When did you...?”

Tattoos adorned his arms, celestial patterns that seemed to echo the cosmic symphony that accompanied his every movement. His soul, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, promised excitement and unpredictability. Caleb's gaze held a fervor that mirrored the blazing stars—a promise of a love that burned with an intensity that transcended the ordinary. In the celestial ballet of hearts, he was the wild comet, leaving a trail of passion in his wake.

For telling it is like opening wounds and old memories that she has been trying to close up. "And sister Aira?" Asked Green could not wait to hear the rest. "Sister Kei doesn't know that Sister Aira likes Mr. Langit. So, we can name it like they hurt each other." "What do you mean by that?" "Yes. So, when sister Kei is dating mas Rian. Mr. Langit used to talk to sister Aira, and she became the closest one for Mr. Langit. By the way, I skiped something, sister Keira is a model and an antique collector. If you've ever found an urn in Mr. Langit's house, it's a souvenir from her when he went abroad, and mas Rian, Sister Aira have it too. Fyi, sister Kei loves pink and orchids."