Daytime Star Novels & Stories

… Damon drove and led Celeste all the way to the nearest beach. They got out of their cars one after another. Damon grabbed a quilt and placed it around Celeste's shoulder. He grabbed her hand as they walked along the beach. It was a winter night at the beach. There was nobody around, and it was strangely silent. Only the stars were there to accompany the lighthouse, its light shining upon the ocean's surface. The waves were shimmering beautifully. "In the past, I didn't know the meaning behind your name, Celeste. It wasn't until I saw the starlight falling on the ocean's surface." Hugging her, Damon whispered into her ear.

We knew. We built a page that future-us could trust—tomorrow-us, or the us after that. Headings in thick strokes. Arrows. Triangles. Small, square letters you couldn’t mistake in bad light. LOOP OBSERVATIONS (stable): Daylight safe. Town resets to morning pattern. Red sky & distortions begin at 18:00. Monsters withdraw at 6:00. Barrier at inn door blocks entry but weakens each night (visible cracks, audible creak).

, he said. “Dinner! Better call it an early morning breakfast. It is already 4 am. Till the time we will reach the mansion, the staff will be giving morning greetings. By the way darling I...”, she was about to continue but suddenly, was stopped by the sharp glare, her boss was giving after hearing that…

he added. “Let me guess, a dolphin? A section of the A****n rain forest? A helicopter?” Although my guesses sounded outlandish, I wouldn’t put anything past Dillon. “No,” he chuckled. “Nothing that major. Just a star.” Again, I choked. Slamming down my coffee, I looked him dead in the eyes, my face serious. “Just….a star?” I asked with a measured tone. “Yeah. There’s a registry. You pick the star and name it. It comes with a certificate and the coordinates. I made sure I chose one we could see that night from Cancun. Cool, right?”

Red hot The morning started like any other, with Star’s newfound routine she went about her day as she usually did. First, she threw on some workout clothes and did some yoga in the comfort of her bedroom while the sun rose beyond the horizon, then she grabbed a light breakfast and made her way to Donna’s house to spend some time with her and baby Azaiah.

But she did not push him away, turned and looked into his eyes with such an aching caress that the young man understood: she sees in them the same shooting stars - melting, twinkling. They say that in ancient times this Great Day was called not Kolosovik, but Starfall. For only once a year, on this night, the sky, like tears, dropped the stars. But that was a long time ago, hundreds of springs ago, before the night began to belong to those who walked. And Tamir hated those who lived in darkness with all his heart. Because without them, everything in his life would have turned out differently ...

Faris I woke up to sun shining on my face. The morning brightness waking me up. I got up and sat on the bed, eyes still closed because of over drinking last night. I felt hung over and my head was aching. I roamed my hand on the night stand to get my mobile, it has always been my habit to check my mail early morning from work and start then start out my day with working out. I couldn't find find my mobile or my nightstand.

Lalaine was shocked when she found Stella laying on the floor, the moon light illuminates her like flittering lights in the night. The crystal orbs surrounds her, slowly lifting her from the ground. She immediately called out Nana, Aeriol, Nathaniel, and Lynx. Aeriol immediately pull out Stella from the illuminating light and lay her to bed. Nathaniel and Lynx looks out the window and saw a beautiful red rose. As if the moon light blessing it. The more light it absorb, the radiant the color gets. Lynx trails back to Leis last words.

Damion tilted his phone away suddenly. "You can't see the rest." Damion stated before putting his phone away. Jayce only shrugged, looking around as citizens passed on by. They gave congratulations and holiday greetings. Jayce patted his front pocket in his jeans, looking back inside to Lily. The sun had gone down and it was still late afternoon, stars sparkled in the clear sky above him. His breath fogged in front of his eyes. In the first time in a long time, he felt cold.

The bedroom was a blue cave. The blackout curtains were drawn, blocking the city lights, leaving only the soft glow of the star-shaped nightlight. It was 9:00 PM. The penthouse was quiet, but it was the quiet of people sleeping, not people hiding. Ethan lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling. He was tracing the glow-in-the-dark stickers he had put there last year. Orion. The Big Dipper. The Death Star (which wasn't a constellation, but Uncle Marcus said it counted).