Astra Star Novels & Stories

The air around Eva started to buzz with energy as the night sky peered through the broken ceiling; the moon had risen. "Oh... It seems like I can dance another round." Razna crackled, taking over Eva's body and sending shivers down everyone's spine. Her form began to glow as if bathed in moonlight, emitting a silvery aura as she levitated above the ground. Eva's transformation was indeed jaw-dropping. Her powers, amplified by the moonlight, surged through the hall, causing the celestials to recoil in trepidation. The once precarious situation now held a glimmer of hope. The night had always been her parents' domain, and under the moon's watchful eye, she was unstoppable.

He asked, his voice growing tired. She didn't answer and chose to look up to the star. A memory of her and Jack laying out under the stars on The Morning Star flashed through her mind. Jason steered telling them stories about the stars and their patterns. She followed the stars till she found ursa major and then the north star just as Jason and Jack had taught her. It had stayed with her all these years. She learned much about the stars and the night sky sailing on many trips with Gavin but this was one of her favorite teaching memories. Jack watched her face as she looked at the stars different emotions passing over it. He wondered what she could possibly be thinking of. The pain in his sh

Astra came in and sat where Maren had been sitting and looked at me with the expression she had been wearing since the morning Edgar left. "Say it." I said."I've been saying it for three weeks." She said, "You haven't been listening.""I've been busy." I said."You've been strategically deaf." She said pleasantly. "There's a difference." She put her elbows on the table. "She's good.""I know." I said."She's the right kind of good." Astra said. "Not impressive. Right." She held my gaze. "I've been watching you for twenty years. I know the difference between you admiring something and you recognising something.

But I let greed win. Greed for Ryan Wills — the star, the idol, the man adored by millions. I was smitten by the fact that a superstar had chosen me, a nobody. I was carrying his child, and I thought that was enough. I sacrificed everything for that illusion, my best friend, my education, my career, everything like a fool.

A few more containers of moisturizers were still in the already opened box. Okay, Nadia, you can do this. I just had to tell them literally anything. Anything that would sell the damn products. I had got this. As I was about to leave, my eyes caught a piece of paper... Scratch that, a booklet actually. Realizing what the little book was, I walked back to where I initially stood, holding the tiny container of foundation and blush in my hand. Opening the booklet, I began to speak. "Deluca cosmetic luxury soft creme foundation is the fifteenth edition of our prestigious company's line of foundations," I read through but stopped to catch my breath.

She screamed when she saw me and this time I covered my ears she was so loud. “Knock it the fuck off!” I bellowed. My bellowing startled her. Her eyes widened, and she blinked slowly at me as her mouth fell open in shock. “Yes, the monster speaks and has sensitive hearing. It also has a name. It’s Asterion, by the way.” I said, stalking forward to sit at the table. She flinched as if I was stalking towards her. I’m not sure if she was more surprised when I spoke or that I had no intentions of touching her.

She may have escaped her father but she will never escape the scars he wrote all over her. “Okay. You’ll be staying in the room...” she checked the folder and flipped a few pages as Maia’s heart was nearly pounding out of her chest. “Ah, room 2A upstairs with Vanessa, Jasmine, and Nicole. Your stuff is already up there so feel free to look around.” She said, gently waving her off and offering a smile. Maia looked around the room she was currently in first. It was small, it had a desk, two file cabinets, and two chairs. On the desk sat a small cactus with a little red flower on top and lots of papers and pens. The walls were welcoming and calming sky blue.

Who is this? "Astra,"

Jack said to Claire. She nodded following his finger with her eyes. "You see the last star in the square part or bowel?" He asked her. She nodded again. "Following it diagonally to a small set of square stars with a tail and the last star in the tail is the north star." Jack said proudly. "Now I'll never lose it." She said quietly. Morgan chuckled lightly. Jason and Jack began to talk about another constellation as Claire leaned over to her. "Did you have a good day?" Morgan asked her reaching out and touching her hair.

"Show him what a star looks like." Astraea didn't hesitate. Her two-and-a-half-year-old face hardened with a terrifying, divine focus that she had perfected under the Keeper’s watchful eyes. She reached her tiny hand forward, and the liquid silver tattoo on her wrist flared with a blinding, absolute luminescence. The Aegis held firm, absorbing the dangerous internal friction of her hybrid soul, allowing her to channel her god-light with a fluid, terrifying ease.