Little Fires Everywhere Celeste Ng Novels & Stories

It was the only one in this area, purposefully secluded from the village for some reason. Its wood went up in embers, feeding the hungry fire as it devoured the entire cabin. But I knew there was still someone inside. Without hesitation, Celeste jumps straight into the fire. I hold our breath to not inhale any smoke as my eyes busily searched for the person, but it was not easy, when my entire vision was orange with the fire and foggy with the smoke. It was annoying and I desperately wanted to get the fire off my fur with my powers, but I worried the fire would fly away and spread to the entire forest and the coven, thus instigating a bigger disaster.

With shaky steps I enter the empty inside the empty floor, but I know their is someone on the upper floor in the bedroom. Tears roll down my eyes as I take in the scent of Theo, sex and.. "Celeste" a panicked Theo descends the stairs zipping his pants, he was in a dishalved state, soon his flushed partner follows behind him with nothing but a sheet wrapped around her naked body. His partner being non other than "Carina" I whisper heartbroken. ____________ Did this revelation surprise you all? how do you guys think Celeste will react? Vote and comment my loves. ❤️

Celeste's POV Xavier had me stay in our room while the pack was cleaned up. He didn't want me to see them burning the experiments bodies. That didn't stop the smell that drifted into the room. I just grabbed all of the scented candles that I have in the bathroom for when I want to relax and lit all of them. It wasn't exactly pleasant but it wasn't as bad as the smell of burning bodies. I turned on the television as I tried to ignore the sounds of the large fire that was going on not too far from the balcony. I wanted the memory of this fight gone. Everyone did.

Her heart beat only one name. “Celeste” again? The door to the upper chamber was ajar, swinging softly as though waiting for her. She kicked it open. Celeste stood near a wide fireplace, its glow casting golden firelight against the stone walls. She looked calm. Regal, almost. Dressed in blood-red, eyes glinting with venom. “You’re too late,” Celeste said, her voice honeyed, poisonous. “Everything you thought you were protecting is already gone.” Juliette raised her gun without hesitation.

"There is no more time fo​r legal maneuverin‍g or corporate negot⁠iatio⁠ns. We tie ou‍r na⁠mes toge‌ther before the courts can freeze o⁠ur accou⁠nts. B‍y the end o⁠f this week, we eithe​r own‌ t‍he ent‌ire infras⁠truct‍ure of⁠ this city toge‍t⁠he‍r, or w⁠e burn in the fire​ Alistair just⁠ started." Celeste l​eve‍le‌d the w‌ea​pon, h‍er thumb f‌licking​ t​he safe‍ty off with a‌n icy fin‌al​ity. She looke​d up at‌ the enforcer wh‍o⁠ w‍as now her only ally in a world t‍urn​ing to ash. "Then‌ I​ suggest we go buy some matches, Mr. Vane."

“I came to discuss the Hamptons. Insurance is refusing payout and there are Arson suspicions. I need both of you to explain what exactly is going on” She stares at me like i personally set the fire. Ethan pours her coffee, black, no sugar. “We’ll handle it.” Eleanor sips. “We? Or she?” I arch a brow. “I torched my own sketchbooks. Least I could do.” Her eyes narrow. “Celeste called. She’s in Paris. She is devastated. Says you’re making a mistake. I really liked her for you. Such a good girl” Ethan’s voice is steely. “Celeste is irrelevant.”

It's midnight and the only noise that can be heard are the gushes of flames as it burns the carved branches which were placed at the center. Terra Elliot let go of a sigh as she stares at the fire before her sight, she squats at the camp while Celeste watched her from afar. They had decided to stay for the night so they could regain their energy as the two of them let their wounds be healed. Celeste quietly sat on a huge stone as she tries to figure out what exactly is going on in her life.

I knew this was not the time for that, I just knew. Yet, my shame still sat heavy inside of me. My brain chased its thoughts around in circles, and I was just beginning to feel the heaviness in my eyes. The pain, fear, and everything combined began to blur into darkness, and I fell asleep. Celeste’s POV The fire crackled low in Callister's room. I sat on the edge of her velvet chaise, legs crossed, with a glass of wine in one hand. The air still carried traces of blood and injured pride.

She looked happy to be back in Ash’s arms, but the Sun Witches were sealing her mother into her realm, making her never able to leave there again and come to our world. A flame now appeared from the ground where Celeste once stood and it shot up into the sky, in a blaze. Heat radiated from it, as the fire turned from orange and then to blue. I watched as it then dissipated into thin air, and the chants stopped. Silence then fell as everyone looked around wondering if the spell worked.

The morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains of the master bedroom, casting a pale light over the empty side of the bed. Adrian had left early for a corporate briefing, leaving Celeste exactly where she wanted to be: alone. She didn't waste a single second. Pulling her hidden suitcase from beneath the bed, Celeste began moving with a calm, deliberate speed. She wasn’t the panicked woman who had rushed to a downtown condo in the dead of night anymore. She was a scientist executing a precisely timed chemical reaction.