Bright Stars Books Novels & Stories

The stupid man gave it to her. Yes, Romeo is stupid. Rena doesn't deny Raven's words that Romeo is very stupid. "Sirius." Rena knew the brightest star named Sirius, the star that was number one in astronomy. Her eyes see the night sky. Whether Sirius or not, her eyes never stopped staring at the stars in the sky. She likes to see the glitter of objects in the beautiful sky. But Rena didn't like that the brightest stars dimmed too quickly. If she is a star, she prefers a dim light that keeps her alive for a long time. At least the stars that are not too bright will look more consistent and last longer.

My body was filled with a wonderful lightness, and I felt like I could just float to the stars if I wanted. The box was filled with books, loads of books. And not just any ones— April Dove’s books. I picked up the one staring right at him. The already large grin on my face broadened as I stared at the pink, white, and red book cover and the name written in bold, sparkling pink font. ‘Our Hearts Are Always One, book two of the Pink Hearts and Sunshine series.’ The one I had asked Liam to give me. I picked up the book that was beside it, The Sunshine Is In Your Smile, the third book in the series.

Alistair felt his end was near, but wasn't about to die without a fight, so he started throwing fireballs at Selene indifferently, but she turned into a fiery form and began to absorb every fireball. The eyes of everyone, from the army of wizards and demons, turned to this meadow. Elisabeth, Meredith, Teresa and Eleonore, with Eleazar's help, made their way up the hill quickly. The light that emanated from Selene's body made it as bright as daytime, despite the late hour.

He also knows how to get tired, and it will be even more peaceful when I rest near the person I love the most. The curtains had not yet been drawn, revealing a view of the night sky. The bright moonlight is no longer lonely because it is surrounded by the company of twinkling stars. And those starlights are no longer easily obscured by the noisy lights because it has embraced a gentle full moon, enough to illuminate and give it an area to remember. The moon and stars illuminate the world, cover life with a warm light, and cherish in the heart a passionate love. How many things have gone through, is far away, is life and death, but looking back, love is still as beautiful as the day it just

Lilith smiled as he read his admiration for her, but upon reading thoughts about a planned meeting with Nadir, she rose up, still straddling, and scowled while looking at him. - So that's why you were so happy? Because Nadir is finally going to succumb to you?- she asked indignant, digging her nails into the skin on his arms so hard she scratched him to the blood. Samael hissed quietly in pain, tearing her hand and nails away from his skin. - Yes, you guessed it.- he sent her a sly smile, not letting her know how much the scratch actually hurt. Besides, the wounds were already starting to heal.

No, there was something he would stare at subconsciously sometimes, the only thing he found fascinating in that mundane world. "T-The stars?" He fearfully said, as if he dared to say something he shouldn't have. "The stars, eh? Indeed, if there is still something beautiful in this world, it's the stars. You have good eyes, boy. Alright, I'll give you a name. It's the name of the brightest star in the sky. Yes! From now on, you are, Sirius!" "Sirius?" "It's derived from the Greek word "Σείριος" meaning "glowing. People also call it "Dog Star."

Sort of. My fingers fumbled toward the nightstand. I grabbed the glass of water Rosa always left there and downed half of it in one breath. But the shaking didn’t stop. I turned toward the small shelf near the window and reached for a book. The only thing that could slow my mind down enough to breathe. I flipped the lamp on. Its golden glow bathed the cover in warmth. “The Kingdom of Soft Stars.” A children’s fairytale. Sweet. Magical. It was about a young girl named Elara who could speak to the stars. But the stars only whispered at night—and only if you were brave enough to be alone in the dark.

Alie The invitation says Conversation on Story: Building Worlds for Real Life which is the kind of title that makes you feel smart while you drink tea out of a paper cup and pretend the folding chair isn’t a folding chair. The bookstore is small, all honeyed wood and lamps that try to be kind. Someone strung twinkle lights between nonfiction and essays, like stars got cozy in the ceiling.

Not with the sweet smell of Ethan, not with his beautiful eyes checking if I was still conscious… WTF have I gotten myself into?

Every year, it was just her and a cold cake, making wishes no one heard. The party hit its peak as gifts started rolling in. Harold transferring property was already wild. Then Damian stepped up—velvet box in hand. He opened it, revealing a diamond necklace worth a fortune, and clasped it around Nora's neck himself. The room gasped. Nora lit up, glowing with pride. Her smug eyes flicked toward Cleo. Cleo looked away. She walked to the bar, grabbed a drink, and downed it in one shot, trying to drown the noise in her head.