City Of Stars By Logic นิยาย & เรื่องราว

After hours of driving, Conrad finally arrives in New York. “Welcome to New York” by Taylor Swift, starts to play as he drives through Brooklyn Bridge. He drives past Times Square and was overwhelmed after seeing the place full of people. He also expected that it would be full of billboards but he still got amazed by it.

Then cancel all my meetings for today," Leo replied calmly. "Ok sir I will cancel them all," Luna said. Do you need anything else? "No nothing you can go for now." Luna took the signed files and left his office. Leo's eyes were closed, But his mind was not giving him a peaceful nap. He didn't sleep at night because of the mess he made. "Are you sleeping brother," Daniel asked while taking his seat. "Are you a ghost Daniel,"Leo asked in frustration. "No I am your younger brother,".

They were the gentlest words I’d ever spoken, yet Luna squirmed away, leaving my hand suspended. It might have been the most awkward meal I’d ever had, but Luna looked delighted, and Amber’s laughter never once faded. And that was enough. No matter how much humiliation I endured, as long as I could be sure they would be happy, that was enough. Later, I turned down Amber’s offer to walk home together and headed in the opposite direction. There was no place for me in this city. My parents lived far away, tucked away in a quiet mountain village. We were worlds apart.

"Don't tell me you actually fell for her act, Henry. Don't take it seriously. Elena's just putting on a show to get your attention." Just then, Isaac hurried in and reported to Henry, "I checked all of today's flights to Etolia, Mr. Leone, and I didn't find any record of Mrs. Leone boarding any of them." Molly immediately remarked mockingly, "You hear that? She never left! I knew all along that it was just one of her tricks." Although Henry said nothing, there was a flicker of relief in his eyes. He was glad that she hadn't left, but where had she gone?

"I'm about to perform at one of the biggest events in New York, but no one is talking about that! It's all about Anastasia!" Elora looked around the room of her apartment, her breathing getting heavier. "Damn it!" She kicked the table in front of her with a forceful motion, sending things tumbling. Broken glasses and plates littered the floor, but Elora didn't care. Her anger continued to flare, overcoming logic. With quick steps she walked towards the bookshelf and started throwing books and objects onto the floor. "Anastasia, you won't win! You won't last long. I will be the star. I'm the winner!" shouted Elora with unbearable anger.

"However, the combination of ‘Luck Deprivation’ and ‘Predator’ is quite a match. Once the luck attribute accumulates, a small probability could essentially become a large one, even reaching a 100% chance!" Three hours later, after closing the information panel, Logo rubbed his temples and walked out of his bedroom. He had figured out the general situation of the information space; the stars were actually information carriers that could be read with just a conscius touch. Different stars represented different categories of information, such as magic, technology, deities, and alchemy. Simply browsing through the directory had already taken him three full hours, and after detaching his consciou

"Aris? The First Architect? You've grown old, little girl. You were just a child when you 'Deleted' my world to make room for the 'Nursery' project." "I'm sorry, Jack," Dr. Vance said, her voice soft with a grief that spanned decades. "I didn't know they would keep you here. I thought you were gone." "Nothing is ever gone in Aethelgard," Jack the Noir Man said. He turned to the gates and waved a hand. "Open the City of Errors! We have guests who bring the end of the world with them!" ### The City of Errors The city was a sensory nightmare. The sounds of a thousand different deleted games and programs played at once—bit-tune music clashing with orchestral swells, the sound of digital explosio

Tiny diamonds formed a ring of stars, cradling a silver crescent in the center. My breathing stopped. I had sketched that design when I was fifteen, in the corner of my old sketchbook. The day Ryan confessed to me, he had pointed at that drawing, his voice shaking. “Jane, one day when I have money, I’ll make this for you. “Stars always stay beside the moon. “Just like I’ll never break my promise to you.” Now he had finally made it. He just put it on someone else. On screen, Wendy touched the pendant at her collarbone and smiled shyly.

Friends, not knowing we had broken apart, filled my inbox with complaints. One of them told me Zachary and Tracy had rented out the entire amusement park for a date. He had spent 50 million dollars on fireworks by the river, lighting up the night for Tracy. They even stayed on a mountaintop until sunrise, sharing pictures on Instagram to parade their romance. I stared in silence at the photos our friends sent me. Could Zachary have forgotten that I had once done every one of those things in those photos with him? If he wanted to disgust me so much, how could he not feel the same?