Novels by StarsTouch pen

Noah’s POVThe cold air hit me the second I stepped out of the small store. I didn’t even bother to put the change into my pocket; it sat crumpled in my palm with the water bottle pressed against it. My only thought was River. He had looked pale when I left him by the car, his hands still trembling after everything that had just happened inside that house.I knew he’d never admit how shaken he was, but I could see it in his eyes. The haunted way he stared at walls, the way his fingers rubbed against his jeans like he was grounding himself. He was strong, stronger than anyone gave him credit for but I still wanted to do something, even if it was just to bring him water.I quickened my steps, my heart lighter at the thought of putting the bottle in his hand, seeing that small, grateful smile he gave me even in the darkest moments. For a second, just a second, life felt normal.Then everything shattered.I heard it before I saw it, the screech of tires, sharp and violent, tearing through

Daniel’s POVThe flashing red and blue lights of the squad car washed over the front of the house, painting everything in hard color. Marcus was in the back seat, still yelling, though the closed door muffled his voice. An officer slammed the door shut and walked around to the driver’s side. Another officer gave me a nod, a silent acknowledgment that they’d take it from here.I watched the car pull away, taillights glowing in the dark. My fists were still clenched. My chest felt tight. I could still see Marcus’s face in my mind, the grin, the way his eyes had locked onto River. Even with his hands cuffed, he’d tried to twist toward River like he couldn’t help himself.I turned to where River stood near the porch steps. His arms were wrapped around himself. He looked small under the flickering light, like he was holding himself together by force.I moved to him slowly, not wanting to startle him. “It’s over,” I said quietly. My voice felt rough in my throat.River nodded, but his eyes

River’s POV The whole ride over felt like I was holding my breath. Christian had gotten the trace back faster than I thought possible, one second he was typing on his laptop, eyes flicking across the screen, and the next he was turning to Daniel and Noah with a location. He didn’t say much, just rattled off an address in a clipped tone, like he’d been waiting for this moment. Daniel had grabbed his coat. Noah had given me a look that said he wasn’t going to let me go alone. And before I could even process it, we were in the car. I sat in the back seat, squeezed between Noah and my own thoughts, staring out at the passing streets. The city lights blurred against the window. I tried not to think about the text still glowing on my phone. I know where you are. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I kept them shoved deep in my jacket pockets so nobody would see. Noah kept glancing at me, his knee bouncing slightly. Daniel was in the front, arms tight across his chest. Christian drove with bo

River’s POVThe air in the cabin was filled with tension after I said yes. Like the walls had shifted closer, sealing me in with a decision I couldn’t take back. My phone sat on the table between us, harmless in appearance, but my entire chest ached looking at it.Christian gave me a slow nod, the kind that carried quiet reassurance. He wasn’t warm exactly, but there was something steady about him, something that made me feel like he wasn’t just here out of duty.“I’ll need your consent in writing,” he said, already pulling a small form from his bag. “It’s just to confirm you’re aware of what I’ll be doing and that you’re authorizing me to monitor incoming activity.”I stared at the paper like it was heavier than stone. Consent. The word made me pause. Because how many times had I felt like my choices weren’t mine anymore? How many times had someone else pushed me into corners until the only answer was yes?But this time was different. I was still scared, but I was choosing it. I had

River’s POVThe morning light pushed through the curtains, soft and hazy, like it was trying not to disturb me. I sat at the edge of the bed with my hands pressed together, staring at the floor. My body felt heavy, but it wasn’t from sleep, it was from everything weighing down my chest. The message. Daniel’s reaction. And now this meeting with Christian.I rubbed my face and let out a breath. My stomach had been twisting since Daniel suggested it yesterday. It wasn’t that I disagreed. I knew he was right. If someone could trace the texts, if someone could finally put an end to this sick game, then I had to allow it. Still, the thought of giving my phone over to someone else, letting them see parts of me I didn’t even share out loud, it made me restless.The sound of water running in the bathroom pulled me back. Noah had insisted on coming with me today. He didn’t say it directly, but I knew why—he didn’t trust Daniel completely, and he didn’t trust me around Daniel either. That jealou

River’s POVI couldn’t keep still.The apartment was too quiet, too tight, too heavy. I sat on the edge of the couch, elbows on my knees, staring at the wall like it had answers. The lamp cast a weak yellow glow over the room, but it felt dim compared to the storm in my head. My fingers kept twitching, opening and closing, as if my body needed to do something, anything, instead of just sitting there.Noah had gone into the bedroom a while ago, maybe to change, maybe to breathe, I didn’t know. He had this way of pulling back when he was too quiet, and I didn’t want to push him, not tonight. I already felt like I was asking too much of him.I kept hearing Daniel’s voice in my head. The way he leaned across the table earlier, telling me we’d meet someone who could help. Someone who could trace the messages, dig into them, and maybe, finally, give me an answer. His confidence had steadied me for a moment, but now that I was alone, the weight of it all came crashing back.Two stalkers. One

The first thing Alvar did when he opened his eyes was to look for Caierre, his eyes darting around as the memories of the previous night flooded him. “Moon, what have I done?” He ran his hand through his head, his eyes glistening with tears. He had hurt Caierre without him realizing. But that wasn’t an excuse right? Even if he had let the madness take control of his body and mind, it was still his hands that went into Caierre’s body. He hated himself right now, his wolf whimpered in sadness. “Alpha,” Grant's voice came as he walked into the chambers. He didn’t approach yet, as if unsure whether Alvar wanted anyone near him. “You’re awake again.” His voice was laced with worry, Alvar could sense that. But right now, he wanted to see Caierre even if it’s from afar. He needed to see Caierre. Even if he wasn’t allowed to go near him, even if Caierre no longer wanted to look at him. He needed to make sure he was breathing, moving and alive. “How’s Caierre?” His voice had an edge of

The first thing Alvar did when he opened his eyes was to look for Caierre, his eyes darting around as the memories of the previous night flooded him.“Moon, what have I done?” He ran his hand through his head, his eyes glistening with tears. He had hurt Caierre without him realizing.But that wasn’t an excuse right?Even if he had let the madness take control of his body and mind, it was still his hands that went into Caierre’s body. He hated himself right now, his wolf whimpered in sadness.“Alpha,” Grant's voice came as he walked into the chambers. He didn’t approach yet, as if unsure whether Alvar wanted anyone near him. “You’re awake again.”His voice was laced with worry, Alvar could sense that. But right now, he wanted to see Caierre even if it’s from afar.He needed to see Caierre. Even if he wasn’t allowed to go near him, even if Caierre no longer wanted to look at him. He needed to make sure he was breathing, moving and alive.“How’s Caierre?” His voice had an edge of worry i

Esmeralda did not like silence. Silence always felt like a punishment, like the world was holding its breath and waiting for something to break. And right now, she was the one breaking. She paced around her chambers, feet moving in circles, her hands shaking a little. She tried to keep her face calm, but her anger was hot under her skin. It had been hours since the healers pulled Alvar out of the madness and hours since the news reached her. The plan failed. Her lips pressed together as she stopped walking and grabbed the edge of the table. Her fingers tightened around it until her knuckles went white. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to breathe, but that only made it worse. She could still remember the moment she placed the small bottle close to Alvar’s face, her voice soft as she asked him if he was okay. He had breathed it in and had fallen right into the trap, The madness took him like she wanted. His wolf lost itself to the curse and He had attacked Caierre just like

Esmeralda did not like silence.Silence always felt like a punishment, like the world was holding its breath and waiting for something to break.And right now, she was the one breaking. She paced around her chambers, feet moving in circles, her hands shaking a little. She tried to keep her face calm, but her anger was hot under her skin. It had been hours since the healers pulled Alvar out of the madness and hours since the news reached her.The plan failed.Her lips pressed together as she stopped walking and grabbed the edge of the table. Her fingers tightened around it until her knuckles went white. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to breathe, but that only made it worse. She could still remember the moment she placed the small bottle close to Alvar’s face, her voice soft as she asked him if he was okay.He had breathed it in and had fallen right into the trap, The madness took him like she wanted. His wolf lost itself to the curse and He had attacked Caierre just like she

The first thing Alvar did when he opened his eyes was to look for Caierre, his eyes darting around as the memories of the previous night flooded him.“Moon, what have I done?” He ran his hand through his head, his eyes glistening with tears. He had hurt Caierre without him realizing.But that wasn’t an excuse right?Even if he had let the madness take control of his body and mind, it was still his hands that went into Caierre’s body. He hated himself right now, his wolf whimpered in sadness.“Alpha,” Grant's voice came as he walked into the chambers. He didn’t approach yet, as if unsure whether Alvar wanted anyone near him. “You’re awake again.”His voice was laced with worry, Alvar could sense that. But right now, he wanted to see Caierre even if it’s from afar.He needed to see Caierre. Even if he wasn’t allowed to go near him, even if Caierre no longer wanted to look at him. He needed to make sure he was breathing, moving and alive.“How’s Caierre?” His voice had an edge of worry i

Rowden sat in the center of the old meeting hall, the one the ironmoon pack used whenever something serious came up. The room was quiet at first, only the crackling sound of the fire burning in the stone pit. One by one, his pack members entered, some with tired faces, some still shaken from their long journey, all of them waiting for him to speak.Rowden watched them settle down on the wooden benches. His chest felt heavy, but he hid it well. He had been running beside them for days, guiding them away from the Wulfren plains, guiding them away from death. Now they were here, under Ironmoon’s mountains, given shelter by Lady Morwen herself. But safety always had a price. He had learned that long ago.“Everyone is here,” one of the older wolves whispered.Rowden nodded and stood up.“Lady Morwen has made us an offer,” he said. His voice echoed lightly through the hall. “She wants us to join her pack. She wants us to fight with her. She plans to lead an uprising against Silvermark.”A