The Celestials Book Novels & Stories

They are no longer called warriors by the time, some people assume that they should be the Gods, but finally the people named them as the Earth Demons. When the East Continent was on the verge of collapse, God sent seven knights to punish the seven Earth Demons. The greatest battle in history ensued. The seven heavenly knights were in fact unable to defeat the seven Earth Demons. Legend has it; the seven celestial knights in the end issued the Move they feared the most. The Move's name is Destroying Disaster Move. Not only can destroy the enemy, the Move will also destroys the knights who have been sent by God.

She drags me into another room and I see that it's a small library. "I came across this room one time when I was trying to find Xavier. I've never really seen a reason to return until now. Come on!" I turn and look as the door closes, the guards now repositioned in front of the door. I let go of Celestials hand and skim my eyes across the books. I grab one titled "Pride and Prejudice" and go to find a seat. I sit down on a small couch that's in front of a window. When Celestial notices that I've sat down she sits down next to me.

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

She had no choice but to renounce her curse on Octavius’s fertility. When the blessings were done and over the old wizened head priest approached Helena, wife of Robos, queen of all gods, and knelt before her. She touched his shoulder lightly before stretching her hands forwards, all the other gods placed their hands around hers forming a circle with a hollow space in the middle. The villagers held their breaths and waited and then it appeared, an affirmation that Octavius could sit on the throne of Camelorn. A bright yellow light shone from space the gods had made with their hands, as they each withdrew the people of Camelorn gasped at the sight of the golden crowns with jewels of every kin

" Joe asked from behind her. "It's a birthmark borne by children who were touched by a goddess from another realm," She said casually. "Wait, what?" Kurt asked in disbelief. "Yeah, I read about it in a book," She said. "What book?" Joe asked. Lydia stopped walking and took off her backpack. She opened it and took out a large book and handed it to Joe. "This book..." She said. The book was large and on the cover, it had the word "TROLEYADIA" on it in large font.

He poured another glass of bourbon, swallowing it down until his throat burned, welcoming the oblivion. Two hours later, Celestia sat on the edge of the mattress in her new bedroom. The room was large but sterile, decorated in cold grays and blacks, completely devoid of any personal touches. She had managed to unbutton the heavy wedding dress herself, letting it heap on the floor like a dead skin, and was now wrapped in a simple silk robe. The silence of the mansion was suddenly broken by the sound of heavy footsteps in the hallway, accompanied by sharp, feminine laughter. Celestia froze, her breath catching in her throat.

Celestial beings, guardians of cosmic truths, revealed fragments of a grand narrative, a cosmic saga where choices echoed through the corridors of eternity. As the cosmic currents guided me through the nexus's labyrinthine pathways, the celestial symphony reached a crescendo. The nexus, a cosmic storyteller, beckoned me to witness the culmination of the celestial drama—a revelation that would shape the destinies of cosmic entities and illuminate the cosmic tapestry with the radiance of truth. The nexus awaited, a cosmic oracle ready to unravel the mysteries that lay hidden within the cosmic currents.

Victoria and Alexander, custodians of celestial wisdom, felt the harmonious currents of the universe flowing through the astral glyphs, connecting them to the cosmic narratives etched in the fabric of reality. In the celestial archive, they uncovered the astral histories of celestial beings—luminous entities whose destinies were interwoven with the luminescent threads of the universe. The celestial guide, with a celestial gesture, pointed towards a particular scroll that held the chronicles of a celestial alliance forged through the crucible of cosmic trials.

His expression was cold, ready to kick her out again. "I told you never to come back here," Alexander said coldly, his hand resting on his gun. Madame Celestia raised her hands slightly, showing she meant no harm. "I am not here to fight, boy. I am not here to take her away. I am here because... I found something." She walked closer and placed an old, thick book on the table. It was bound in leather, ancient and worn out. "What is that?" I asked softly. "This is the Book of Ancestries," Madame Celestia said, her voice solemn. "I went back to our old home. I searched through everything we had. And I found the complete version of the prophecy. Not just the part that says 'one must die'."

In his eyes, this boy was a beast, a wolf in sheep’s clothing- no, in a human’s clothing. *poof* He coughed up some more blood in small coughs. The arrogance of a noble race wasn’t present on this Celestial’s face- no, only fear. He watched helplessly as the small fist found its way onto the orb on his forehead. A move that made him understand that this wasn’t the kid’s first time killing a member of his race. You see, Celestials were special. Not only could they enhance their strength by consuming the strength of others, they were also almost impossible to kill. They had combat strength exceeding that of the regular races and were capable of regenerating any body part- even their hearts- as