Putri Celestia Novels & Stories

His large hands rested heavily on the sides of my waist, and his thumbs stroked the exposed skin above the waistband of my dark denim jeans. "You are absolutely magnificent, Heidi," Kurt whispered in a deeply rough and possessive tone, keeping his face positioned only inches away from mine. "You stood in front of an entire army of armed warriors and completely destroyed an arrogant Alpha using nothing but your sharp mind and your words. You protected our pack from a massive, bloody war without throwing a single punch, and you proved to every single person standing in that dirt that you are the true and rightful Luna of this territory."

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!"

Her black pupils glistened like black gemstones embedded in the deepest glacial plateaus. It was widely known that the beauty of the Valerius line are their black hair and black pupils that seemingly has the ability to suck the souls of anyone who stares into them. “Your Highness, Lyra Valerius, I am Celine Celeste, the third royal concubine of Prince Terrion Cavalier.” Celine smiled restrainedly with a respectful look in her eyes. She really looks the part of a noble and gentle lady. “I offended Princess Leah tremendously in the last Sanguis ball, and I am extremely apologetic, which is why I will be offering a marriage tribute as a form of compensation.”

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."

He claimed her that very night and married her the next day, without waiting another moment. Apart from her beauty, Lydia possessed the intelligence and ambition of a Luna, striving to lead her pack with wisdom. Like her mother, who heads the Luna Council, Lydia wanted to become a doctor, helping not only her pack but also neighboring ones. She knew one day her skills would be recognized and valued. Luna Alice wrapped her arms around her daughter, inhaling her sweet scent. The sunlight streamed in through the long-furnished window, illuminating Lydia’s blonde hair and adding a beautiful glow to the moment.

Which, from the way everyone reacts, she probably does. "What's wrong?" I ask, walking over to her. She glances around nervously, making sure no one is listening. "There's something you need to know." The way she says it sends ice through my veins. "What?" "Celeste is back." The name means nothing to me. I wait for more explanation. "Celeste Hartwell," Luna continues. "The Beta's daughter. She's been in Switzerland for the past two months." "Okay." I still don't understand why this matters to me.