Novel & Cerita Be My Own Star Novel

Let's take our time tonight, girl Above us all the stars are watchin' There's no place I'd rather be in this world Your eyes are where I'm lost in Underneath the chandelier We're dancin' all alone There's no reason to hide What we're feelin' inside Right now ***********

The entire room of guests watched. I took a step forward and bowed. "Mr. Jonathan, today is my birthday, and I'd like to make a wish. Conrad and Ms. Dunn are in love, and I admire their relationship. I don't want to tear them apart. Mr. Jonathan, I hope you'll let me break off the engagement with Conrad." The room fell into silence immediately.

“I need you.” Her presence was immediate, a warm, comforting glow in the dark recesses of my mind. I’m here. she said, her voice steady. I took a deep breath, centering myself. Ruby was right. I had survived too much, endured too many trials, to let this break me. I wasn’t the same frightened girl Victor had once saved. I was a Star Wolf, and I was going to escape. The room was quiet, save for the faint hum of machinery somewhere in the distance. Victor had left hours ago, his twisted smile lingering in my memory. He had seemed so confident, so sure that I was trapped.

he said as he fumbled for words. Hearing the name—Sheena—made me pause. It clicked—she was the salesgirl, Sheena Miller, from the boutique Caleb often visited to buy me handbags. My stomach churned at the thought that it was someone so familiar. "Wrong? Caleb, I'm not blind!" I snapped, my voice rising. "If I hadn't come just now, were you planning to take it further? You're disgusting!" My emotions were a storm of grief, betrayal, and rage, threatening to overwhelm me. Caleb tried to approach me with his usual placating manner, reaching for my hands to pull me close, but I shoved him away.

I gripped her rough, warm hand tightly and led her into the spotlight. Paolo froze for a beat. "And this is?" I raised the microphone, and my voice rang through the entire hall. "This is the family I chose for myself. We're not bound by blood, but by the warmth of our souls." The whole auditorium fell dead silent for a single second. Then, the applause that erupted nearly lifted the roof. I glanced sideways and saw Isabella desperately trying to hide her face behind my shoulder, yet her hand clung to mine with a strength that surprised me.

When Mira stepped away or Kaelor had gone ahead or I was between one place and another with nobody immediately beside me. Those were the moments and in those moments, somewhere in the fortress, Zayden was positioned where he could see me. The question of why sat in my chest and refused to leave. I turned it over constantly while my hands did whatever task the day required. While I carried linens and counted stock and learned the names of corridor junctions and memorized which senior warriors belonged to which patrol rotation. Why would Zayden Crowe watch me? I was nobody,a rejected omega from a pack that had treated me like furniture for nineteen years.

The soft wind carried a scent that i hadn’t perceived since Violet left the house for the first time. He sat on her bed and flipped through the pages of the purple binder, my blood ran cold when he slowly turned at a page and stopped tracing his finger through the writing. “One day, I will be a star, A star that shines thousands of light years away. A star that stands out in the darkness, and in the chaos I would push out all of me to send the message of hope, fight and light to the hearts of people.” He read and then closed the book, he glanced at me with a small smile on his face.

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

Happy reading.... THIRD PERSON P.O.V Sahana had been crying into her pillow as her mobile was flooding with Aahan's messages and calls continuously. She put it on silent mode with a heavy heart and tried her best to ignore him. But everytime the screen flashes with a new notification from him, her heart would thump painfully. When the phone stopped flashing after ten minutes, her damp eyelashes fluttered in dread as she gazed down at her mobile. She didn't know why but her heart was fearing. There's a peculiar feeling settled in her stomach and brain filled with unusual imagination.

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