Novel & Cerita A Tale Of A Thousand Stars

“They always say STARS IN THE NIGHT SKY” THE END.

In conclusion, this shall help humanity and will continue living in better life if thee allow activating The Reign of a Thousand Truths. Right after the sacred incantation, a huge beam of light takes over the whole world, so all of the people closed their eyes because of the blind full light. After a couple of seconds, the light disappeared and all the text inside the two books started to float in the air and scattered, traveling in the whole world. Moreover, every text that passes a human, gives all the information inside the two books. Meanwhile, the King slowly evaporated into thin air while saying, "I will still destroy more worlds and come back here," He warned everyone with a terror an

"Why do you look so surprised? Do I look like I can't do it?" "You definitely can but I can't imagine you with such grace," he teased. "Are you picking a fight?" I laughed. "No fighting. This is a time for celebration." "So, Lora," Ana said, "is it better to have one little star in the sky or a thousand little stars?" "A thousand," Lora answered immediately. "Why do you think so?" "Because the sky is prettiest that way." "Exactly. Anywhere is prettiest when we all shine together."

“I-I’m King Dominique?… That’s impossible” Hans stammered in great surprise. How can that be him? That’s not impossible!… “I know that it caused a great shock to you. I understand…. I completely understand your feelings.” Everly gently said. She held Hans’s hands tightly, as she was trying to calm him down while continuing her explanation, “You already know that there’s a lot of things in this world that can’t be explained by science, right?… Just look at me, no one would believe that I lived for a thousand years. It’s simply not possible to happen but still, it’s my reality.”

I take a step back and look down at the head, then the corpse. The glass shards from the barrier all rain down now. I use my arm to block them from getting into my eyes. The sound they create has a melodic note that reminds me of the Menae all singing together. I stand still, letting them cut into my skin. When they finally stop, I look up. I don’t know where the light source for the throne room comes from, but the night sky above us is filled with foreign constellations. The stars seem to move in an elegant dance of their own accord. I imagine Kas telling a story and using magic to make the constellations move at her will.

Each feeling was sealed deeply inside of them, never to be let out, only then couldbthe universe could be balanced. They were borne to have dominance and superiority over every other creatures . They skies were their home, forbade to ever interact with with the creatures beneath them It was a divine rule set by the stars that shouldn't be broken.. Breaking the rule would let out those feelings that had been sealed up inside of them leading to destruction. A dark night that would last for a thousand years.... Zara stared upwards from her book and watched the constellation of the stars in the beautiful dark of the night, the gentle night breeze blew across her face wondering how much of th

Jamie said and Raoul nodded. "The Empress of Chaos was enraged by the betrayal. She hunted them down and took them prisoner. She punished the General with a thousand years of lightning strikes and banished the Goddess from the Realm. The Moon Goddess, upon hearing about her daughter’s banishment, wept so much that stars started to fall from the night sky. It is said every year on this night, shooting stars happen as the Moon Goddess weeps at the memory of her lost daughter. And that my love is the story of Starfall."

Raya’s POV We were whisked away into the galaxy as stars flitted about all around me. It was the most beautiful sight, but as I got closer to them, I realized they weren’t just stars. Each one had a name and they belonged to a witch or wizard, while others belonged to wolves. The stars were the magic that made every supernatural possible. They were the magic that wizards and witches yielded. The magic that helped werewolves shift. The magic that kept vampires alive. One in particular, a giant red star, called to me. I knew it to be mine as I approached its flickering light.

Her grandmother’s house. It stood at the crest of a low hill, overlooking rows of lavender and the shining thread of a distant stream. It was built from honey-colored stone and was draped in climbing roses; the house seemed to have been torn from a fairytale and gently set down in the real world. Three stories high, with large bay windows and white-framed balconies, it was a house that had aged like fine wine, full of stories, charm, and quiet grandeur. Not quite aristocratic, but definitely better off than most.

It seems everyone could read beyond her present state. “There’s nothing much to say aside from that my dad’s company went through a terrible financial stroke due to a failed project and our competitor bought our company,” she said in one go and took a bite from her donut “Oh my, this donut is so good” she made a satisfying sound and continues eating.