Counting Stars Novels & Stories

Kate chirped and ran her eyes across the endless sky. “That one right there, is Centaurus” she said excitedly and pointed her finger at one part of the sky. “It is the brightest one and consists of 281 stars. It is....” she explained on an on for about half an hour. In between she took a break and looked up at him and frowned when she found him staring at her face, rather than looking at the sky, which she was using as a blackboard. “You are not even looking at the stars” she complained with a pout.

Seeing that I didn't message him back, Shawn scoffed and walked away, and that's when Aster slowly came to. His sweat and blood had dried, sealing his eyelids shut. Too weak to stand, he groped blindly toward the familiar staircase, crawling forward with great effort. "Mommy… I want to go back to Mommy…" Doctors and nurses passing by whispered among themselves—some in pity, others in ridicule. I followed behind Aster, my soul pierced by a thousand needles. Step by step, each feeling like a lifetime. By the time he finally made it back to me, my blood had long since frozen in the cold night air, but Aster didn't understand. He smiled brightly. "Mommy's not bleeding anymore!"

Chapter 97 – The Starfield Revelation The field of stars stretched endlessly around them, shimmering faintly like a sea of fireflies frozen in time. Each star pulsed rhythmically, casting soft light across the group as they struggled to regain their footing after the fall. The air was thick with an otherworldly energy, making it hard to breathe—not from lack of oxygen, but from the sheer weight of what surrounded them. Jessica stared at the constellations above: one shaped like a wolf, the other like a witch. Between them burned the words **"Unity Is Strength,"** glowing brighter with each passing second. Her hybrid nature surged within her, responding instinctively to the celestial display.

With great difficulty, Zach reached out and wanted to touch my head, but he only touched air. Feeling dejected, he lowered his arm and looked at my rotten head. “I’m sorry, Starling.” [Please live. You can still turn back.] “It’s too late, silly.” Zach hugged my head and sat beside the pool of sulphuric acid. He threw the kidney he removed from Catherine into the sulphuric acid. Then, he turned and gave my head a gentle kiss. “I can’t turn back anymore. I only have one star in my life, but I lost her.

"Mister handsome... I believe the stars are similar to humans. When you're famous (a star) and no one knows who you are... you get sad, you feel like you're not doing a good job, and this also applies to those who aren't famous." As I drew his attention, my voice trailed off. "Can you see the sky? All of the tiny sparkling lights you see are known as stars, which means they are famous, but the rest of the world refuses to recognise them." I explained calmly, allowing all of my words to sink into Arthur's mind. **** Author's Note: Hello, readers. This chapter is meant to encourage you to look up at the sky. Why not try getting lost in the splendor of the night star?

Having satisfied his appetite, the young boy's eyelids grew heavy with the promise of a peaceful slumber. Isabella's face fell as she expressed her disappointment, "Ohh... I wanted to show you stars, though." Instantly, Ryle's eyes widened in anticipation. His eagerness to experience this moment with Isabella was palpable. Without wasting another moment, Ryle enthusiastically replied, "Yes, let's go!" Isabella's giggle filled the air as they both stepped out of the house, embarking on their stargazing adventure. Side by side, they began scanning the night sky, their eyes tracing the glittering stars while playfully attempting to count them.

Then I resumed to begin my first step towards the cold and damp grass. There was a lingering smell of flowers in the air. As I stared at the bright half-moon, I unconsciously counted the numbers of stars that shone brightly around it. Then my eyes slid down to the brightly lit town beneath me. “The number of stars… Must have been much more than the people of this town…” I muttered slowly, before turning to Rokhan. “Right, Rokhan?” He went still for a brief moment, yet from his gaze which stared straight at me, he didn’t intend to avoid the question.

I enjoyed watching as the stars increased in numbers and slowly moving about. How it was adorning the dark sky with its magnificent sparkles and the crescent moon added so much beauty to it. I didn't want to take my eyes off it, I forgot about my problems and let myself dwell in the good old days. I remember how Ava and I would always play the game of counting the stars and the number we come up with before we mix, is the age we would spend in life. I smiled remembering that. Not quite long, I heard footsteps behind me next came a seemingly familiar voice,

“Whenever I can't sleep, I sit by my bedroom window and count them” My jaw immediately slackened in disbelief. “You count all of them, but there are millions” “I know,” Her nose wrinkled adorably. “I never get to the end before I fall asleep” I couldn't help laughing, “That's impossible to count, Yvonne" “I know," she giggled. “But I still try every night,” she tested her chin to her knees, her eyes never leaving mine. “They're just... so beautiful, and I like thinking that maybe... wherever my mum is, she's looking at the same stars I am”

When they finally pulled apart, Avery's eyes sparkled in the dim light, reflecting the early stars above. "This is perfect," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the symphony of crickets and rustling leaves. "Just like you," Sean replied, his hand gently caressing her cheek. They shared a smile, the kind that spoke volumes without needing words. The sky continued to darken, revealing an even more brilliant tapestry of stars. The Milky Way stretched across the heavens, a river of light in the vast darkness. Avery traced constellations with her finger, pointing them out to Sean. They laughed together as they made up their own stories about the stars, weaving a new mythology that was th