Death was somewhat a stranger to Celeste Valois, until she saw the walls of her home painted red with blood. Then death became a constant companion, a shadow looming over her. She just wished it would take her, take her like it had taken everyone she loved. But it seems like she has a destiny to fulfill , a kingdom to save , a monster to kill and lives to change. A long path of suffering lies in front of her, but she won't be alone. There's a grey eyed boy with a heart full of hatred , a boy who's smile reminds her of the the sun and a girl who looks for stories in the stars ; they say they'll walk with her.

Or the story in which four traumatized teenagers save a country and realize that monsters are not born, they are created.

Ignis

She stared at the monster, and he stared back unflinchingly. Celeste searched those icy eyes for any trace of human emotion but came up empty. 


Occasionally, Valentine's face would twist in agony. The poison was doing its work. 


" I've been imagining how our meeting would go," Celeste said finally. Her voice didn't quiver, it was calm. No, not calm. Blank, numb... 


" Every night I went to bed, and I thought about the ways I would make you pay, You, the man who murdered my family. The man who took everything from me. I wanted to make you hurt, make you suffer. I knew I'd never be able to make you feel the agony you made me feel, but I wanted to come close." 


Celeste licked her chapped lips and smiled bitterly. 


FORTY SIX