One Above All Celestial Novels & Stories

What offense did I commit in my past life or present life to deserve this ill-luck? ‘mate’ my wolf Kayla whimpers No. He can't be my mate. He is a monster. He'll be the end of us. My instincts never lie. We need mate Angrily, I push Kayla to the back of my mind. “Do you accept Alpha Valtor, your mate, to be your official husband. To stand by him and fulfill your duties as his wife and Luna of the Nightshade pack” came the priest's voice ringing through the quiet hall.

Second position would go to the telepaths, and the most desired and feared of all, psychometrics, both of which I believe have slipped through his fingers in one single form. It is widely known that the Celestial pack had gifts above and beyond what was expected in a werewolf. Tales have been told and passed down for centuries about the Moon Goddess favouring that one pack above all others and gifting them with powers derived from her own. I am not one for tales and bedtime stories, but from what I have seen in my lifetime it seems that the fanciful fables had some element of truth to them.

Sweat trickled down my neck, but I didn’t dare lose focus. Finally, I poured the mixture between his lips, praying to the Moon Goddess he could still swallow. Hours would pass before it worked, if it worked at all. When I stepped out of the chamber, Amelia was already whispering with the servants. Her voice carried just enough for me to hear. “The so-called Savior’s nothing but a fake. She only came here dreaming to be Luna because she’s Jasper’s mate.” “Alpha King’s as good as dead thanks to that useless Omega. She should be executed!”

At Heaven Far above, Zadkiel, accompanied by Wrath and his lover Jophiel, arrived amidst the devastation of Heaven itself. The once-pristine spires and radiant gardens were scorched, broken, and trembling under the assault of fallen angels. The celestial light that usually bathed the realm was dimmed by smoke, void, and chaos, and the sound of clashing divine power echoed across the clouds.

Tinh Ngoc frowned, feeling that it had a hidden meaning. And Dinh Quan's face was not much better. He took Tinh Ngoc's hand and silently declared his sovereignty. "If that's the case, I'm afraid that you will have to wait for a long time. Because there is only one Tinh Ngoc in this world, and she is unique." And she will belong only to him. On Thien Thanh's lips hung a meaningful smile, he looked at Dinh Quan thoughtfully. And Dinh Quan was not afraid of Thien Thanh's provocative look. Tinh Ngoc glanced between the two, feeling like a war would happen in just a second.

I remembered the night Chad carried me to the highest peak of the territory to watch the stars. I remembered Timothy's face as he clumsily set off fireworks for me all night on the day of my awakening ceremony when I was eighteen. The memories of loving others and being loved finally diluted the last bit of pain I felt in death. A warm and bright moonlight enveloped me. I heard the gentle voice of the Moon Goddess. "Go now. In your next life, you will be born into a loving, ordinary family, with loving parents, a healthy body, and a peaceful and happy life."

[Captain Rian looked back and saw her husband and daughter. “Genesis.. Aster.. What are you doing here?” Captain Rian replied. Aster went towards the troops and looked at the open field, she saw that the troops are doing their best to escort the wagon into safety. She looked at her mother as her hands begin to produce blue aura. At that time, Captain Rian just nodded to Aster. “Fifty meters until the rendezvous!” updated by Captain Rian. [Aster pointed her left hand towards the enemies.] “Engage!” Aster’s chant made a bow appear from thin air.

Between the 4th and 5th dimensions (Just Beyond Time) The cottage hadn't been touched in years. Dust settled on the furniture, and the paintings on the walls had lost their original luster. As expected beyond the third dimension, the air was stagnant and silvered. After all, Aether, the celestial atmosphere, was bright and unsullied, perpetually moving in a circular motion. The complete opposite of Aer, the material that makes earth. Such differences became glaringly evident in the lower angelic spheres.