Be Come A Star Novels & Stories

Marcel and I said in unison. "Just transform," Sandra urged. "I can't!" I snapped, defeated. "I've been trying. I can't transform, it's not working!" "You have to try harder. It's your only chance at winning this battle and finally being accepted." "What do you mean?" I asked, really confused now. She was talking in parables. “Guys we have to do something”. Becca said, drawing my attention. I followed her gaze to Pierce, who was now starting to sit up.

"I thought it would be a nice change from all your training. You've done well. You deserve it." I reach out and placed my hand on the telescope, taking a step toward it. Leaning down slightly I press my eye to the scope and take a look. The glowing lights off the stars are glowing bright, filling the sky with their brilliance. They are beautiful. I want to reach out and touch them so much; to be up there with them and far away from here. My eyes begin to water. I quickly have to remind myself why I am doing this; why I am still here. It isn't just for me. It was for Samuel and my family too. I am doing this so that I might see them again one day.

Everybody except Selena. If I was going to act the same way I had been raised to act, cowering to power and people with power, I would never die proud of myself. I had always wanted to be proud of myself in the end. If the Moon Goddess wanted me to be a Luna, I would be a Luna. Not Conrad’s mate. A Luna. So I gulped down the glass of water and took a shower. I threw on black combat pants and a plain, white shirt. There was a high chance someone would challenge me to a fight just to humiliate me.

No one can rewrite the stars How can you say you'll be mine? Everything keeps us apart And I'm not the one you were meant to find It's not up to you, it's not up to me, yeah When everyone tells us what we can be And how can we rewrite the stars? Say that the world can be ours, tonight We sing the last verse together to each other. Our eyes battling and fighting. Our souls uniting. There's no return as I let go there and now. All I want is to fly with you All I want is to fall with you

They automatically be wrapped on your fingers because unlike the privileged one, you leveled up and become the most special one, like a VIP or a CEO in a company, or being the brightest star. But one should know that a name must be written with the stars from the very start of a show, because if not then you'll be bombarded with questions and fierce glances. That's what happened to Blanche, instead of becoming a star like the specials, she became an asteroid, not one of them. Maybe Blanche took advantage of her position too much, or maybe she forgot to look back, like some others, she started on being an amateur, she started going down when she's already on the top.

She caught his gaze and gave a small, apologetic shrug. “Next time, Johnny,” she said, closing the door behind her. The water ran hot over her skin in the shower, washing off the last remnants of her performance. But it did little to silence the voices in her head. You’re a star, Lux Monroe. They adore you. They want you. But what do you want?

My eyes adjusted to the sun as soon as I was out in the open. A crowd had gathered and they were waiting; waiting to scorn me. Yes, it is the trend in Moonlight Pack. Everyone is always on the lookout for the initiation, anytime anyone is demoted to a slave. This is a typical initiation. I had become a spectacle. The reality of my new status hit me hard as I stared into the mocking face of the crowd. Becca and her mother were at the forefront. My father was not in sight, Stanley wasn't in sight either, but I could feel his presence.

"Who doesn't want to be a big star? Good food, nice clothes, being adored by so many people… It's been my dream since I was little." "Then I'll help you debut in the entertainment industry and become a celebrity. How about that?" Neve looked at him in astonishment, her gaze filled with admiration. "Really, Jacob? You'll really make me a star?" "Of course," Jacob said confidently. "If you want to be a star, the first step is becoming Miss Clotheap." As long as Neve established herself in the entertainment industry, his resources would increase greatly. At that point, he wouldn't even care about the Severin Group, let alone the Fitzgerald Group. Jade would also be at his mercy.

Funny how I'd read every book I could in the castle's library, trying to glean more of how these things worked against the consent of my tutors. Here I am now, actually holding one of these. "So...How does one become a Star Student?" I ask, twisting my door knob. "Best grades all round." I drop the bags by my bed and collapse on the floor beside them, taking the things out one by one. "That's it? It's that easy?" Darian chuckles, sitting on the ground beside me. "That's only a requirement for the application." "Application?" "Yeah," he grunts, tearing off a label from my new boots. "This was a very strange choice to spend a thousand points on."