Principal Celestia Angry Novels & Stories

It wouldn’t be removed without taking a magnanimous portion of her flesh with it. “Gamma Lorna was my friend. When she was alive, even I stood no chance against her, but your beast of a father took her from me. I became Gamma Rhea after her, just so I could wipe the Moon Howler Pack off the face of the earth. Your blood, it’s disgusting. You do not deserve to bleed for her. You also have no right to walk the same grounds on which she stepped. Much less, serve her man.” Gamma Rhea threw Celeste as if she was a sack of wood. Before everyone could recover, she kicked the bleeding Celeste away with her right foot.

"That's easy for you to say!" Angel slammed her palms against the leather of the seats, causing Layon's ears to ring. The sound caused him to jump and Angel glared at him as she added, "You aren't the lowest omega in the pack. Not to mention the traitor's daughter. If the pack learns I left without their permission, they might think I was trying to run away. You and Reebah would get a slap on the wrist, but I'd probably get much worse. Exile or even…"

Jax sat straighter, a quick glance to his older brother as he greeted Celestia. Celestia did not respond, searching my face as if the blueprints to a treasure chest were embedded in my facial features. Suddenly, she let out a small gasp and fixed her attention on the table cloth in front of her. But her original intention to draw everyone’s attention to her had been accomplished. “What is the problem?” Alpha Paul asked. Celestia’s eyes shone as she shook her head at Alpha Paul. “No. No. It was just a thought that crossed my mind. It is stupid to even think about it.”

Chapter 45: The Launch of Celestia The scene opens with a press conference held in a grand, sleek government hall, filled with reporters, journalists, and government officials. Cameras flash as a towering screen shows the presentation of Celestia, the innovative cancer treatment machine. At the center of the event, Evelyn stands beside Carlos, both of them radiating pride and accomplishment. Mr. Harrington, ever the mentor, steps back slightly, allowing Evelyn and Carlos to take the stage.

“I am tired of having you hang the words. Spill the details or shut the fuck up before I lose my temper entirely.” Celestia gave a short, nervous laugh that scraped against my nerves. I stepped right into her space. My alpha aura flared, a low warning heat rolling off me. The laugh died instantly. “He can feel this anger too, and it will be feeding him right now.” “Cut your crap,” I snapped. I stepped back and paced the hallway, boots thudding in steady rhythm on the floorboards. I stopped and locked eyes with her again, then scoffed and looked away, shutting her out.

Angela scolded furiously, pacing the room with her hands on her hips. She was astonished by the level of corruption at Celestia Jewels. It was alarmingly easy to access information without any effort. It was all too clear how arrogant Bryan had become. He couldn't even control his own subordinates. "Angie, are you sure you want to drink with those people? They might not be good company," Zack asked nervously. Angela sneered. "Don't worry. Why don't you ask who Bryan is meeting today?" Zack sat up straight away. "Who is it?"

Marceline’s POV “I still can’t believe that witch said that to our faces!” Celesta’s voice rang across the living room. Her tone was sharp, trembling with anger as she paced back and forth. “How can someone be that shameless?” I sat quietly on the couch, my hands folded on my lap, watching her move like a storm that couldn’t settle. Her face was red with fury, her hair slightly messy from how often she had run her hands through it. She was angry for me ...more than I could ever be for myself.

“I’m Celestina, princess of Fleur Kingdom, I can manipulate nature’s power.” “Hi, I’m Angel Sent, princess of Sataria Kingdom, like you… I also have the power of snow,” she said softly. She was very polite. Her voice and features were soft and gentle, like her name. She really looked like an angel. Her eyes and long hair were both blue. It wasn’t surprising that we had the same power. Her mother, the queen of Sataria Kingdom, was a Cadieusian. And only Cadieusians could manipulate the power of ice.

Celeste told Isuzu as she gave her a cup of tea. She then looked at Iowa, "As well as you, Iowa." "Eh, me?" Iowa confusingly asked. "When I visited Mel, she told me to make sure before your deployment, the two of you should at least know how to fight with your capabilities," Celeste explained. "What about me?" Asked Isuzu, "How do I use my capabilities for combat?" "Well, since you're a trigger angel," Said Celeste as she took out her handbook and then after page after page, she sighed,

she instructed in the steadiest voice she could muster. This situation had no grey area. Once they had done it, they were almost finished. Celeste, proud of her identity and always upholding fairness, found all that meaningless now. All she could do was execute every possible remedial action and then leave the rest to fate. Celeste conducted the meeting while continuously refreshing the news pages with her mouse. "Opulent Prowl Model is part of the Brightstar Council Member" Another bomb exploded on the internet. Celeste quickly typed "Brightstar Council" into the search engine.