Putri Celestia Novels & Stories

That night of the confrontation with Lucifer’s people took a lot out of my new guardians. Which, in turn, took a lot out of the guys and me. Rameses and Nefertari fell asleep first. We learned that Celestria came from the East on an island surrounded by water. Her island was called Japan. Like Adrian, she dreamt of me and followed the pull and made her way to me. She told us along the way she, unfortunately, ran into what she called the dark ones. She was able to fight them off with her scream. Which was impressive, the fallen were formidable. Celestia was the next one to fall asleep, her head resting on my shoulder, her breathing soft. Still laying against Micheals' chest, he played with th

No wonder she could have everything if her father was still alive. She was once a princess but I will make her the Queen. A queen that is being respected and will be bowed down by her people. Celeste is the greatest warrior of all time. If she wasn’t given the power of light, our Universe won’t cross our path. I will never meet her but thank god! He gave me Celeste, even if I am the worst and most dangerous Lycan King. While drinking the wine in my glass, it was our grand wedding that will happen before she gave birth.

Celeste blinked in confusion. She shook her head, denying what the man had said to everyone. There was no way she could Ozigus' daughter out of a sudden. Ozigus only had one child, and that child was Princess Henrietta. There couldn't be another child. His other wives couldn't conceive despite their long marriage with him.

"Today is a monumental day in our history. I am stepping down from my position, and I am officially passing the Alpha title to my son, Derek. Before I hand over the absolute power of this pack, Derek must complete the mating ceremony to find his destined Luna to rule by his side." The crowd cheered loudly, clapping their hands and stomping their feet in excitement. Stepping forward, Derek raised his hands to quiet the cheering pack members. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose, clearly searching the air to find the specific scent of his destined mate. Standing perfectly still near the back, arms crossed over my chest, I waited for the inevitable moment. Derek opened his

Elian, who was always busy with work and strategy, finally met his match. Her name was Celestia. She was the daughter of a famous scientist, a brilliant, soft-spoken girl with eyes full of curiosity and kindness. She didn't care about titles or money. She fell in love with Elian’s mind and his heart. They met during a charity project, working together to build clean water systems in remote villages. It was beautiful to watch. Elian, who was usually so serious and strict, became gentle and smiling whenever Celestia was around. "She is perfect," Elara squealed, hugging her brother. "She is like the moon, calm and beautiful, and you are like the sun! Perfect match!"

The ancient forests of every werewolf kingdom bent low, as if bowing before an inescapable terror. Yet amidst that overwhelming darkness, a single figure radiated pure silver light. Celestia. The Daughter of the Moon floated gracefully beside Killian and Leo, her silver robes dancing in the wind as moonlight gathered around her like a cluster of falling stars. Though she had slept for a thousand years, there was neither confusion nor fear in her eyes. Only sadness. She looked down at the Devourer as one might look at an old scar that had never truly healed. "You've waited a long time," she said quietly.

Everytime anyone looked at me, I instantly assumed that they knew what I did. “Well," Professor Holden sighs, bringing my attention back to his. " I have no idea how you are going to receive this news. If it'll be good or bad news to you. Vivian Kingstale isn't dead." “What?" “Yes. In fact she's One of the two warlocks we're currently hunting down, across Lunaris."

she said, bowing her head slightly at me. “Y…you’re that orb of light?” I asked, my voice tremoring slightly. “My name is Celeste; I am not an orb, nor am I light,” she corrected. “But I am one-fourth of earth’s magic. I represent the water element.” “Oh, I get it,” I breathed. “Each of you represents a specific element. So the other three must represent, air, fire, and—” “Spirit,” she finished for me. “While our mother represents earth. Without us… Earth is just a rock.”

she continued, her tone growing more venomous. "Why are you saying these things to me?" Abigail asked, her voice trembling. "To be honest, I don't like you. The moment I saw you, your striking red hair pissed me off. And to top it off, you wore the Crimson Fate. Don't you know who I am? I am Celes, the rumored fiancée of Edward Ulrick. And you? Who are you?" Celes's words were like daggers, each one aimed to wound. She looked Abigail up and down with a sneer, making Abigail flinch and feel small under her scrutinizing gaze.

Of losing power. "I will not leave," I said, my voice barely steady. "This child... is yours, Alpha. I will not be treated as a stain on your legacy." Whispers slithered through the crowd. Their stares were knives, slicing through what little dignity I had left. Some pitied me. Most looked at me like filth to be cleansed. Alpha Cassius stepped forward. His voice no longer wavered. It was steel. "Celestia is not who you believe her to be," he declared. "She is no innocent maiden, but a harlot who offers herself for jewels and comfort."