The Celestial Lord Novels & Stories

No one understood the words. No one has been able to interrupt the final curse till date. The skies opened. Lightning struck the trees. The earth shook. And just like that, the Moon vanished from the world. Some say she died beneath that tree. Some say she returned to the sky, watching everything from above. But the curse she left behind never faded. Every Alpha since then has died before their fortieth birthday. Every generation, brothers kill each other for the title. And no one, not even the strongest among them has been able to escape the fate she spoke into the soil.

She summoned more packs swearing their loyalty to the Aletha wolf pack. “Get the prophet.” Clarissa ordered Adira who immediately did as she was told and went to get the prophet that had prophesied Valerie’s birth. “What is going on?” Clarissa asked the prophet who was already standing in front of her, in fear. The prophet laughed for a while before finally speaking. “Glory to the moon goddess.” He shouted. “The Prophecy is coming to pass.” He continued. “Rest assured Suprema, Valerie would be perfectly alright. She’s simply absorbing all of the powers meant for her....” The Prophet said.

As he exited the room, Alice shook her head after him, "Don't mind him. LJ and Haneul have been best friends ever since they were created. Their bond is something even I cannot comprehend. But he'll be fine. That is, if we can somehow find a way to help Haneul." "He should be in the custody of the Celestial Police now. How do you propose we do that?" Minho asked. Silence filled the room. All of them were at a loss. Finally, raising her hand awkwardly, Theodora cleared her throat, "I might have some idea." The 8th Dimension (The Second Angelic Sphere-Paradise)

The driver gave him appreciation by as he got off the truck. First light Academy was arranged at the western piece of the Academy Sector. It offered courses in different teaches and was positioned the fifth among twenty or so foundations in Morante City and ninth among every one of the institutes on the Grindia Continent. A sculpture of a young lady who looked around twelve to thirteen years of age killing a tremendous mythical serpent with a jeweled sword should have been visible at the entry. This courageous little youngster was the Dawn Goddess Loria. She is the little girl of Singwa, the divine force of light, sun and war, and Daphlyn, the Silvermoon Goddess. In the Grindia mythos, it wa

Muse's attendants laughed. "Great Master Pearlo is our most powerful Earthly Celestial in the Mystique Realm. He has been undefeated since 300 years ago. Almost everyone is below him except Saint Onyx. Not even a Heavenly Celestial could," one of them said. "Honestly, do you really think you can marry Mirth under Lady Muse's watchful eyes?" another added. Mirth blushed and tightened her fists. "Don't bother with them. They don't know how big the universe is," Logan said calmly.

From it stepped a figure wrapped in robes that seemed woven from the night sky, adorned with stars that twinkled with their own light. Draken, eyes narrowed, growled softly, "Who dares intrude upon this council?" The figure, head bowed in a sign of peace, responded, "I am Orion, Guardian of the Celestial Realm. I come neither as friend nor foe but as an observer." Seraphina's wings flared slightly. "The Celestial Realm has always remained aloof. Why the sudden interest?" Orion, his gaze as deep and endless as the cosmos, replied, "The awakening of the Heart has echoed through dimensions, even reaching our celestial sanctuaries. We wish to understand its significance."

“The Book of Kings.” Azazel nods, “At first, we weren’t sure what we’d find. Because not only is it in Latin, but the scriptures are quite involved.” He scrolls through the book and opens it to a specific page. “Then we saw this, Pestifer Mundi, the destroyer of worlds. At first, it discusses the plagues, but as we continued to read, we found information about Lana.”

A light shone from far away and I ran towards it hoping to wake up but it only took me to the same place. -You're crazy if you think I'll let you go after all I had to do to capture you. -I beg you to let me go, I don't belong here. -Of course you do, I know your story but don't worry, I'll make the other gods accept you. -Accept me because, ¿what story are you talking about? -Poor Celeste, I didn't want you to hear it from me but I'm sorry to tell you that your whole life was nothing but a vile lie.

“Very well, but she is your responsibility, Claud.” They moved into the hallway, and Tara led them to the living room. The atmosphere was tense, but Claud knew they had to explain everything before they could plan their next move. “Mom, you need to know what’s going on,” Claud began. “There’s a celestial being called the arbiter. He’s very powerful. More powerful than anyone this planet have witnessed. The arbiter’s plan is to take over the entire Earth. He’s already got the council on his side, and with Astrid out of the way, he thinks nothing can stop him.”

It was the sensation of superiority, of seeing the past and future of creatures laid bare before him, and of witnessing the vulnerability of those creatures. Severin later felt compelled to ponder upon the ancient times, and how the heavenly court would be like at that moment if it had never shattered. "Rumor has it that during ancient times, the celestial sovereign of the heavenly court who had ascended to the quasi-celestial regent stage was known as the Lord of the Celestial Realm. Commanding the nine heavens and ten lands, he wielded supreme power, having countless royal celestials and true immortals under his command."