Ciel Tensura Novels & Stories

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

Goddess he is a piece of art. He stood at a height of 6'3 with a strong build, I could see the outline of each muscle through his fitted shirt. He had a millitary buzz cut which gave out a 'don't mess with me' aura. He had sharp features but what stood out the most were his narrowed moss green eyes under his bushy eyebrows. His lips which weren't too think nor too thin were stretched in a straight line. He is my mate. My true mate. "Celeste!" A soft push on my shoulder jolted me out of my thoughts, I turn to my left to find Theo staring at me with a frown.

“Are you sure? You know you don’t have to force yourself. Your heat just ended, so you might still not be that okay and need more rest. So please, just stay as long as you want and as you need.” Ciel offered Nexus a small smile, a sign of gratitude for the fellow omega’s kindness, even getting worried about him. “Thank you for the offer, but I’m really fine. If there’s something I want and need right now, that would be going home,” Ciel responded honestly.

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.

Quinn mutters as a very important information dawns on him. The detectors can’t detect a presence in the servers because the hacker didn't use an electronic wave like normal devices; and there's only one non-electronic wave virtual world visitor in existence at the moment: Tekna. Mia has paced up and down her room so much that she's sure that if the floors aren't made of tiles, she'll have worn them out by now. Andrew should have arrived by now, she thinks to herself as she takes a seat in her sofa but stands up again almost immediately with worried energy all over her body. Maybe he’s in trouble, she considers.

I’m about to think more when a message comes through from him. I open the message and scan the contents. Hello Tesoro. I would like to schedule a meeting when you are free to discuss two very special commission pieces for two very special people in my life. Please have your people reach out at your earliest convenience. Matteo DeAngelis. I smirk at this and send back the generic response. Thank you for contacting Tesoro, for all work related requests please send a message to @PheonixCouture. Many thanks, Tesoro.

Eko Citadel, Celestia Studios The studio……, oh the studio, it was a chatedral; not to God, to perfection. Light bled through glass walls etched with shifting patterns, like the room itself was alive. The air hummed with faint harmonics from sound-dampening fields. A choir of holograms floated around him, reacting to his breath, filling in harmonies he didn’t have to ask for. Tunde stood in the booth barefoot, the floor beneath him glowing faintly with each step. A single note in his throat could make the room respond, the panels tuning themselves to his range, the orchestra adjusting to his rhythm.

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?

It was forbidden for the toys to go down the basement, it was for another work. "Pablo..." she said and a man handsome in black jeans and navy blue shirt along with a black leather jacket, his hair tied up in a bun as he turned around smoking a cigarette. "Oh, Blair... we got a problem with Giovanni..." he spoke in his seductive tone. "Pablo, handle this already. I have got a lot to do," Cliterella aka Blair Fernsby... she's the love therapist at day and mafia boss at night. She is said to the worst Irish mafia lady... the most fierce one of all.

"You have no idea how big that thing is." Titan, who suddenly gasped, pointed a shaking finger at Dylan. "He's totally immune!" Evidently, Titan tried to attack him. Cynthia tried it next and said. "Kneel." Dylan simply tilted his head to the side when Titan, Julia, Zach, Jerell, and Azalea, who heard the command, genuflected in front of them. Selena watched them test the Talisman, visibly amused.