1000 Stars Novels & Stories

I watch all blinds are now being opened. "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. It's your captain speaking now", he paused, "on the left side on the passengers windows is Agnus constellation, it's discovered 275 years ago and as you can see it's biggest star XY-556 is on the verge of exploding to supernova, which will occur a little 15 years from now." I see the red giant star probably ten times bigger than it is

That night, I had left in such a rush that I forgot to bring any jewelry. After paying rent, my savings were nearly gone within two weeks. Then, I saw the news. Jordan Corp was offering a reward of thirty million dollars for anyone who found the missing Mrs. Jordan. They were even offering a hundred thousand for useful leads. I teamed up with a girl from my neighborhood and made her provide leads to Jordan Corp. After dragging the game out with Clayton for a while, I managed to pull half a million out of Jordan Corp. The truth could not stay hidden forever.

He refused and said, "I'm so busy every day. I don't have time to waste playing pretend with you a lot. Next time, don't bother telling me about things like this again." Flashes came from off stage continuously. I warned him in a whisper. "Don't make a scene!" Theodore shook his head and fell to one knee. Then, he set the bouquet aside and took out a small red velvet box, opening it. There was a ring with a large diamond. "I really love you, Elle! Please, marry me!" Theodore looked sincere. "Didn't you say that the simple one is a little too small? So, I changed to a bigger one. Can you please say yes?"

Josh stops me from finishing my sentence as he places a finger on his lips as gestures me to look straight ahead. I follow his gaze and my lips part in awe. Right before us is a party of shooting stars. I've never cared for astronomy in my entire life but seeing these stars causes my heart to flutter. "Make a wish," I hear Josh whisper at me. I wish Rowan loved me as much as I love him. The shooting star party ends and I turn my attention back to Josh and our faces mirror each other. "That was the mist beautiful thing ever!" I gush. "Yeah, it happens every ten years. That's what everyone came here to watch." He gestures at the other couples around us and I nod.

And today was August 21st, year 513784296 in the Star Calendar. It was exactly one month after Mosi borrowed the money on the screen. The screen quickly disappeared, and the scene fell into silence. The faces of the young man’s family of three were pale. They knew it was all over. The Allen Tavern would go to Black Water today if they did not have the huge sum of 10 million Star Dollars. Ten million Star Dollars! Where would they find so much money? Even if the father had not stolen the family’s savings, they would only have more than three million Star Dollars if they combined all their belongings.

In my sixth year of running an inn in Rimevale, I'm diagnosed with bone cancer. I leave the inn in the hands of my fiancé, Eric Jones, and head to Varenia with nothing but an old enamel mug. Once I'm there, I start a livestream called "My Last 100 Sunsets." Every day at 7:00 pm, I turn the camera toward the snowcapped mountains and make coffee just out of frame. On my 31st livestream, a comment suddenly catches my eye. "Wait. Does that mug at the edge of the frame have a V-shaped chip in it?" Six years ago, when a blizzard left us stranded in the mountains, I kept that same mug filled with hot spiced cider for Eric all night. The chat explodes. "That's Alice Graham from Veylune Inn!"

Lying down between the trees, he pulled me onto his chest. “The shape of the stars, when seen with the naked eye, looks like tiny points of light. But through a telescope, they reveal themselves as luminous spheres, each unique in its glow and intensity. It’s like a shimmering veil stretched over infinity, dotting the firmament with their soft, radiant light, creating an indescribable spectacle of beauty. Some stars shine with a strong, steady glow, while others flicker delicately, as if sending messages of light across the cosmos.”

But God, the marble is so cold. Write to me of the stars there. Do they look the same as they did from the roof of our father’s house? C. November 21, 2026 From: William Thorne Camelia, The stars here are so bright they feel like an intrusion. They don’t look like the stars from our father’s house. Those stars were ornaments on a Thorne kingdom. These stars belong to no one. They remind me that C-Nova is just a flicker in the dark.

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He also knows how to get tired, and it will be even more peaceful when I rest near the person I love the most. The curtains had not yet been drawn, revealing a view of the night sky. The bright moonlight is no longer lonely because it is surrounded by the company of twinkling stars. And those starlights are no longer easily obscured by the noisy lights because it has embraced a gentle full moon, enough to illuminate and give it an area to remember. The moon and stars illuminate the world, cover life with a warm light, and cherish in the heart a passionate love. How many things have gone through, is far away, is life and death, but looking back, love is still as beautiful as the day it just