Cielo Fantasy Novels & Stories

Sofia prepared to blink, to bridge the distance between the balcony and the ship, but a sudden shift in the atmosphere made her stop. The horizon wasn't gray anymore. (SOMITO’S POINT OF VIEW) Somito joined Sofia on the balcony, his rifle slung over his shoulder. He pointed a trembling finger toward the distant mountains, where the gray mist was being pushed aside by a terrifying, unnatural color. "Sofia, look," Somito said, his voice dropping to a horrified whisper. The sky was turning a sickly, bruised purple—a magical resonance that felt like a scream made visible. It was the color of the Queen’s personal guard, the High-Inquisitors of the Void. They weren't waiting for the morning. They w

*Sight* being a child sucks but there is nothing else to do ill have to use my power on you Celea than looked him in the eyes and her eyes went from a very beautiful and rare green colour to pure gold "This Haus belongs to me, this Haus was never for sale, you will erase every trace of its existence" he than hypnotizingly said a short yes and left "Beautiful" that's all she could think of when she entered the villa it was clean and quiet just how she liked it "I´m broke.....Ill have to robe a bank tomorrow" she was thinking when.. *boom* "What the hell, who is bombing near my property?" she looked outside and saw a dragon, well it wasn't an uncommon sight this world was full of mystical cre

Caspian raised his hand, rubbed Little Candy's head, and said lightly, "It's impossible for you to tell which one is an illusion and which one is the real me. I'm just at Holy Land Realm, and I haven't mastered this method yet. At this moment, it was the Mirage White Tiger that created the illusion. And I'm afraid you don't know that when I was still in the sky, what you saw was already an illusion." As Caspian's voice fell, the sound of rolling water in the distance began to weaken. The mud all over the sky poured down like a rainstorm. The mud poured down and looked like a hole in the sky. At this moment, it was poured into the mud, forming a waterfall. This level of mud was nothing to Yat

I state clearly stating that his precedes here weren’t appreciated but he doesn’t seem to get the news. He remained mute leaning back, not seeming like he was about to go anytime soon. “What do you want?” I asked irritatingly. He smiles his green eyes glittering, “You’re beautiful”” he says instead cutting me off guard. “You’re Lyra Skye? The wolf he got married to” he states yet again alarmed at how much he knew. Who was this guy? “I’m Xavier Blackwood” he responds. I read through his mind but could only get the fact that he wanted to know me out from him. He seems to know how to shield his thoughts.

Ciel’s voice was loud but it seemed to have been devoured by the open desert. The wind grew strong around me, making me falter and almost lose my footing. Whispering the very last line of the spell, the wind calmed in a snap and everything grew too quiet. I looked around and saw the sands around me suspended in mid-air. Looking behind me, I saw several of the silver foxes stuck in the air as if they were just exquisite paintings. I gulped when I noticed Ciel’s spell remained a few meters away from me.

From the horizon, a gray smoke rose in a spiral. Filtigal sniffed the air—the smell was familiar. Blood... magic... and something that didn't belong to that plane. With a leap, he advanced, crossing the plain to the point of the explosion. When the dust began to dissipate, he halted, his eyes wide at the scene. An immense figure emerged from the glow: Cael, in his celestial form. His wings were vast, made of liquid light, each feather gleaming like glass and fire. His long, silver hair fell to the ground, shimmering like threads of pure energy. His skin radiated power, and the ground under his feet burned with golden lines.

The sky was vast and endless, a canvas of stars twinkling like shards of glass scattered across black velvet. Valen shifted slightly behind me, adjusting the reins as the wind changed course. “You’re awfully quiet, Red.” “I’m admiring the view,” I whispered, almost in awe. The sky seemed alive, not just with stars but with bursts of colorful light—violet and gold flashing like fleeting dreams on the horizon. Like I could reschedule my hand out and grab a handful of stars and feel them tingle in my hand. Valen leaned in closer, his chin brushing my shoulder as he followed my gaze. “The Twilight Court’s sky is different. Magic lingers here even in the atmosphere. It's why the lights appear—lik

PROLOGUE: A GLIMPSE OF DESTINY In the heart of the Enchanted Realm, where magic flowed like rivers and mysteries lingered in the shadows, a celestial phenomenon unfolded. The night sky shimmered with an ethereal dance of lights, casting an otherworldly glow upon the realm. Among the enchanted creatures that inhabited the realm, none were more attuned to the cosmic rhythms than the Seers of Serenity. High atop the Crystal Spire, Evelyn, one of the most gifted seers, gazed into the heavens with a mixture of awe and trepidation.

I tried to fly away from him but he is too fast, he grabbed me and punched me repeatedly. “You can never defeat me, nor Michael,” He said while choking me up in the sky with one hand. His eyes meet mine and even though it is night, the sky is still bright because of our volumina fumi that is fighting. His smoke is white and mine is black and every time they clash with each other, they are creating thunder. I don’t know who is winning in their fight, but I know I am struggling to win my fight against him even though I don't want to let him win.

I explained. “You have us however you need us. We will do everything we can to help you fight,” Mateo said. That was good to hear because the next will be the biggest thing for them to wrap their heads around. They were doing really well so far. Hopefully, that would continue. “And that is why we knew we could count on you. The next thing we will explain is the biggest. It must stay between us for now until the council is taken care of properly. The prophecy mentions us as the Enchanted Dezentrae. Kenzie’s and my marks are not the typical ones,” I explained before we both exposed our marks for them to see.