Novel & Cerita Astroworld Stories

They always fought and the fights were never ending. As I layed in my very bed, the fragrance of roses r rose from my open window filling my bedroom air, the smell of those beautiful black roses irritatingly filled my nostrils as I was dreaming a lucid dream. It was unlike any of my other dreams. This dream was palguing me in the form of a nightmare. It was like a premonition my mind was trying to decipher correctly. I dreamt of it vividly and there was blood, lots of it and other people, dead people. The sun had not risen for two days. It's was a blood eclipse. The day mankind is doomed to perish at the hands of a terror group of supernatural animalia who call themselves the Al

The universe, once a library of silent, curated tomes, was now a bustling, cacophonous marketplace of stories. The Astropheles drifted through this new reality, its story-heart pulsing with a quiet, contented rhythm. We were listeners now, observers of the grand, messy, beautiful narrative we had helped birth. We visited nascent democracies on worlds that had only known tyranny, celebrated with artists whose first brushstrokes were revolutions, and offered quiet counsel to the "First Chapter" scribes like Kael, who were becoming the gentle midwives of this new age.

"Why did it choose me?" "No one knows, maybe it saw a potential in you, a potential to protect Astra. However, you have to polish and strengthen your powers for the future. You need to be strong and powerful for you shall protect our world, Astra." Headmaster Burdues said with great hopes for me. "I don't want any of that responsibility, I don't even know if I can trust you. There are too many swindlers in the world and having powers from the stars is a big joke." I said in irritation.

The realization spread across the stars like sunrise. Astra immediately started crying. Which caused the Heart to start crying harder. Which caused Orion to groan. "Now both of you are doing it." "We're emotional." "You're contagious." The Keeper quietly wiped away a tear. Astrael pretended not to notice. Nobody believed him. The Dreamer's eye shone with pride. "The new dream needs you." The Heart looked upward. Toward the endless future. Toward the worlds waiting to be born. Toward the countless stories yet to be told.

Somehow, I felt at peace in his hold. With a low grunt, I lifted my head to look at his face. His gentle eyes dropped down on me and for the first time since I met him, he flashed me a small smile. I flashed him one back and he kissed me before bringing his gaze toward the cavern exit, staring out into the shimmering tunnel of stars that arched above us. I could tell he wasn't just staring at the stars, but removing a memory of the world he once belonged to. “Astraeus…” I whispered, my voice sore from my constant moaning and screaming. He responded with a low grunt to show he was listening “What was it like over there? Your home… the civilization that lived among the stars. What… what did it

My red brassiere is showing and the stains on my dress spoke words to what happened inside the car between Roscoe and I. A large hand enveloped my waist. “Are you okay?” Roscoe asked in my right ear. “Yes, Mr. President. Thank you for your concern.” The President’s security has started to build the tent we’re gonna be using throughout our stay here in the middle of the forest-like place. There are huge trees around it and it’s a good thing that they have fresh air in this. I watched Roscoe walk to his men while the driver stayed beside me. I smelled like semen and I knew he knew it. Roscoe smelled like me too.

“He has returned to our world, but because of his violation, he has been stripped of his eligibility as an interdimensional traveler and sentenced to imprisonment. You will never see him again in your lifetime.” “Alright.” I lifted my head and looked at the clear sky above. For the first time, I felt alive and free. “So are you ready? Your new life is about to begin.” I nodded, took a deep breath, and walked toward the warm, welcoming villa ahead of me. This time, the journey would be one of happiness and of a life finally my own. (The End)

Before he met Larissa, he had been a highly ranked member of the Order - an organisation that specialised in hunting and killing all sorts of creatures for fun but when he met Larissa, he knew he had to stop in order to begin a new life with her. Now the past had come back to haunt him. “That's all we want of you, Aleric. Back to the order.” “I accept. I accept. Just let her go.” He knew it was only his agreement that could keep Larissa alive — for a while, so he ignored her pleas and cries. “Marcel, let her be. I'll take whatever you give, be whatever you want. Just leave her alone.” As he spoke, some of the witches took a lock of Larissa's hair, dropped it in a bowl, trickled a liquid on i

yes i know, I'm such a jerk for a prince. "Nervous?" I almost jumped from my position. His voice from my back feels like I've been electrified and it made me feel weird. There's no way I'm going homosexual with him! "Don't be such a d*ck Luther" I angrily spat. He just laughed in amusement when-- "Harris Esqroic and Luther Astrix please join arena 4!" This really is doomsday!

After the events of yesterday, I needed a break from everything, and this place just has that weird ability to make me calm down. After Scarlet fell asleep last night, only Crimson and I were left. He told me he had something to ask me, and somehow, he found out about my illness. I tried to play it cool by asking him what he's talking about, but he quickly dropped the topic. The question came out of nowhere, and I have no idea how he managed to find out. I've never told anyone about it, and there's no chance of him overhearing it from anybody else. While I was thinking to myself, Alabaster placed a drink in front of me. It didn't look like coffee, and it definitely didn't smell like it eithe