Principal Celestia Angry Novels & Stories

Celeste adjusted the cuffs of her pristine white blazer as she stood at the head of the conference table, a poised figure of authority and ambition. The fallout from the scandal was still rippling through the industry, but instead of retreating, she was ready to strike back harder than ever. Across from her, a group of investors and executives sat, waiting for her to speak. They had seen the headlines, the betrayal by Marlon Chase, the destruction of Lillian Mercer’s reputation. Some had doubted whether Celeste Laurent would survive the storm, but today, she was about to prove why she wasn’t just surviving—she was about to dominate.

We laughed more every other days and have fun with Hailey at school. “I’ve never done these things before,” Angelo suddenly said while we are on the school building’s rooftop to see the golden sunset. The golden light seems like a phone filter touching our skin. Everything looks golden and beautiful, everything the sun’s light touches. “What things?” I asked and tried looking at him. He climbed up on the barrier that I almost freaked out. Gladly, I remembered he isn’t human. “Making fun of people,” he answered. Hailey copied him and sat on it raising both her feet playing with them.

Every instinct in me screams to demand answers, to force her to tell me everything. But I won’t give her that satisfaction. Instead, I meet her gaze with unwavering determination. “If you think you can scare me, you’re mistaken. Since you already know, I’m Celeste not Clara so petty taunts won’t scare me one bit.” Angela simply chuckles, reaching for her wine glass again. “Oh, Celeste,” she murmurs, taking a slow sip. “I’m not trying to scare you.” She tilts her head. “I’m merely giving you a warning.”

Celeste stopped talking when the man pointed a gun at her. "Don't fool us because we've known for a long time who Maximus' girlfriend is. You're Mr. Logan Marquez's daughter, the CEO of Celestial Elegance and Maximus' girlfriend." "Wrong!" Celeste immediately replied. Her head was aching because why was she involved in Hannah's mess? "I just came back from France, I'm just a designer for Celestial Elegance and I'm definitely not Maximus' girlfriend because the CEO of Celestial Elegance and Maximus' girlfriend you're referring to is Hannah, the woman who looks like me, my sister! I'm not Hannah, I'm Celeste Marquez!" she said angrily to the man.

His presence is very powerful and is enough to choke us without him doing anything. “I will never kneel before you. Celestial Magic: Desired Justice!” Acanta shouted, and then casted a spell. In an instant, the overwhelming pressure was gone all over the place. Our bodies returned to normal and the severe pain that had been plaguing me lately was gone. I couldn’t help but marvel at Acanta. She is the Libra among us, Celestial Twelve. “Back off, everyone. This is my fight!” she told us, courageously facing the enemy.

Chapter 85 XENOIS "I know, I know," Celeste sobbed. "I'm sorry, I forgot, I was just so angry that she—" "I don't care if you were angry!" Another crash as I swept a set of dishes off the counter. "You don't get to be angry! You don't get to make scenes! You don't get to cost me business deals because you couldn't control yourself!" "Please," Celeste begged, and the desperation in her voice was like a knife to my chest. "Please, I'll fix it. I'll apologize to her. I'll do whatever you want, just please—"

Ready. Ares’s lips pulled back slightly. “You.” Celeste met his gaze. “Me.” He stepped forward. The beach groaned under the pressure. The ocean pulled further back. The system flashed warnings that she dismissed without reading. “You killed my son,” Ares said. Celeste didn’t flinch. “He chose his end.” The air snapped. Ares’s fury spiked, and her HUD registered it in real time: > **ANGER LEVEL: ESCALATING** > **COMBAT INITIATION RISK: HIGH**

he explained, “He’s a friend of Sebastian and mine...” Speaking of Seb, Dorin looked at the doorway and saw the Silver Tongue watching them with Azra by his side. Johan finally calmed down and eased the blue flame away. Dorin stared at the molten rock that used to be part of his bedroom wall and floor. “I apologize for this.” Damien Wolfsbane bowed his head. “This is uncalled for, and unlikely behavior from someone such as yourself, Ombra.” Just then, another person dropped from the window, this time, a very beautiful lady in flowing white robes. Her long silky white hair had a bluish tint in it and partly hid four velvety horns that slightly branched out into forks.

She was mad “Son, I gave you an order to stand down. You will not disobey me!” Celeste’s voice was so powerful everyone in the room dropped to the floor, which the exception of her son. Even I was scared of her and I’m already unseen on the ground. Arc angrily strode from the room, his men shortly after. Meanwhile I finally had enough strength to stand. Even though my legs felt like jelly. “Well, that was intense.” I said to Helia “What’s he so upset about anyways?” Helia sighed sadly before speaking

Melite sighed. “He’s a bastard. Making you stay here, forcing our people to select fourteen of us to be sent to our deaths. He’s the one that deserves death.” Europa snorted. I sighed. “Don’t let him upset you. He’s not worth your thoughts, your time, your emotions, or the headspace he takes up when you allow yourself to be angry.” I told them. “So let go of your anger and rest. You are safe here, and I will heal.” I sighed.