Ciel Tempest Novels & Stories

"In front of everyone. Cameras rolling. The whole world watching Vincent Torres choose worthless, invisible Anastasia Ashford." "Except I'm not Anastasia," I say, and the words feel stronger now. "I'm Celeste Moretti." "Exactly." Vincent's eyes shine with approval. "So wear something that shows it. Something fantastic. Something expensive. Something that makes you look like the billionaire heiress you are." "I don't have anything like that." Vincent pulls out his phone, types something quickly. "You will by tomorrow morning. I'm sending a stylist to you at eight AM. She'll bring everything you need."

Blair hissed through clenched teeth, shoving forward. Celeste’s grip tightened around Blair’s wrist. “You never had the right to touch it.” She twisted, flipping Blair over her shoulder. The impact cracked the floor. Blair coughed, rolled, and threw a charm stone that burst in a puff of white fire. Celeste shielded her face, the heat licking her arm. Through the smoke, Blair’s smile gleamed, cruel and gleeful. “You think you’re special because you were chosen?” she spat. “You’re nothing but a mistake.”

she continued, her tone growing more venomous. "Why are you saying these things to me?" Abigail asked, her voice trembling. "To be honest, I don't like you. The moment I saw you, your striking red hair pissed me off. And to top it off, you wore the Crimson Fate. Don't you know who I am? I am Celes, the rumored fiancée of Edward Ulrick. And you? Who are you?" Celes's words were like daggers, each one aimed to wound. She looked Abigail up and down with a sneer, making Abigail flinch and feel small under her scrutinizing gaze.

Atop the Black Raptors, lines of armored warriors known as the Windrunners stood ready. The foremost Black Raptor was exceptionally large. Clearly, it was an Alpha Black Raptor. Riding on the back of this Alpha Black Raptor were a man and a woman. Gideon had encountered the woman previously. She was Zephara, known as Ms. Tempest of Windrunners. The middle-aged man next to her was unsurprisingly the leader of Windrunners, Zephara's father, Eduardo Tempest.

“Because I had the feeling that you wouldn’t be able to go home peacefully. Everyone’s talking about it. And like you said, my fans are in chaos. Do you really think they would let the day end without confronting you? And knowing their attitudes and their behaviors, they surely won’t end up just confronting you.” “Well, I guess you’re right about that considering how they were all staring at me with intense hostility. It’s like they wanted to strangle me to death,” Ciel answered with a deep breath before looking ahead. “I got away for now, but what about tomorrow? You certainly don’t think that they will stop trying just because I got away today, right? They might have even started planning

She reached out, and her Spiral screamed. Selena answered with light, her Spiral flaring in a storm of golden arcs. The ground split, the temple’s center torn into a spiraling void. Above them, constellations flickered and collapsed, reacting to the clash of impossible truths. Selena raised both hands, her power striking the twin’s like thunder colliding with silence. And in the storm between them, she saw every path that could have been.

On a dewy morning, Shen Shen was walking alone on the paths of the Holy Light Sect. Her journey was stopped when she saw a variety of peach blossoms falling and made the scene look like it was raining peach blossoms. A stunning sight then made Shen Shen scream for help because as she recalled, she was walking on the wet grass that was not overgrown with peach blossoms. "Where is this?! Someone help me….!”

Of course, it's Celeste again. itsclarixass

She replied almost immediately. “Cut that crap. We both know your name isn't Mia. I need your real name.” Angelo stated, his face going red with built-up frustration “Well, that is a top-tier secret that I wouldn't wanna uncover, but since we're working together, you can call me Cie.” Cielo's tone was calm and her face gave away no emotions. “Cie, as in C, the alphabet?” he asked, staring at her suspiciously. “Ya. That is a big clue to my name,” she replied.

I told him. “Then we must hurry,” he said, then we teleported to the palace’s entrance. “Damian!” I shouted and called out for my cousin when we arrived at the entrance of my father’s palace. My Imperial Father speaked with my uncle and auntie and I could sense their dark aura. “Forgive me, Damian… I told my father that Clementine has the power to control the weather… it is not a good sign that snow fell before winter season,” I told him.