Dead Stars Summary Novels & Stories

Dominic’s POV My men and I were leaving the disastrous areas during the night. It was full of blood and all kinds of filth. The vast majority of the DeLuca's men lived and I allowed my men to make them call for assistance and walk out without attempting to murder anyone else.

“We were so engrossed in what we were saying that my dad didn’t notice that the oncoming trailer had lost control. My mom was the first to notice and she grabbed me and shielded me with her body. Daddy noticed immediately and seeing that it was hopeless trying to do anything; he also grabbed his wife and tried to protect her with his own body” “But the damage was too much for both of them to take. By the time the ambulance arrived, they were both stone cold and I was barely hanging unto the last thread of life. I had to go through an operation to remove the glass shards that had pierced deeply into my side. I was miraculously saved. I lived even my parents were dead” “Barely few days after m

The night sky lit up in a myriad of colors, children in their homes were looking at the pretty lights from their windows with amused faces. Not much had changed in Stardust City, nobody even considered for a second that Stardust City would ever be destroyed by an enemy. The streets were full and the nightlife bustling as young people frequented bars, restaurants, and other entertainment venues. In contrast, outside the Six Star Mountain was pure chaos as blood and fire rained down from the sky. It was absolute pandemonium as mages and energy beast fell like autumn leaves, "Burn... Burn, Liu, Burn is down, cover me, I'm going after him."

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

"If we can't have the end, we’ll make the middle last forever. I’ll keep you alive, Elowen. And I’ll make you want me so badly that Silas’s hell will feel like a mercy." ​He stood up and reached out a hand to help me. He didn't touch my palm; he offered his forearm, a safe, guarded contact. ​"Welcome to the Dead Zone," he said, the shadows at his feet coiling like loyal hounds. " One is over. Now, we learn how to live without breaking." ​In the distance, the bells of a modern cathedral began to ring, echoing through the ruins. Silas was coming. But for the first time in ten lives, the "Sword" and the "Shield" were standing together. ​Even if they couldn't touch.

They are the ones who call themselves the Seeds of the Stardust. Only a few know that their home is from the stars, though, in modern times, people have suggested the idea that they are all from the dust of an exploding star. There is much more to the idea than those very few understood. A long time before humans even existed on Earth, there were other humanoid creatures throughout the universe. One race, though, knew their home planet was dying. They wanted to continue their journey. A handful of special beings were chosen. Their essence was taken and broken down to the smallest molecule. Hundreds of thousands of these molecules were then placed in a special transport on a small rock. Then

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My grandfather was a thief. He stole my grandmother’s name and the opportunity that could have taken her out of the backwoods, then left with another woman by his side. One of them became a prominent law professor, standing at the front of lecture halls talking about fairness and justice. The other became a renowned fine artist, speaking in front of news cameras about art and integrity. Meanwhile, my grandmother was trapped in the backwoods her entire life, enduring pointed fingers and malicious insults everywhere she went. She died with her eyes wide open, refusing to rest in peace. Fifty years passed. I owed everything to the sacrifices of my grandmother and mother. Thanks to them, I

And weirdly, everyone there looked like they were dressed for something big. It wasn't until Edmond and Philip followed the van—our bodies inside, heading to the crematorium—that it hit me. Keyla had paid. Our story was over. I watched as my body, once alive and full of dreams, slid into the cremation chamber. Minutes later, it was just ash. Edmond scooped it into a small bottle and took me home. Philip did the same for Ariel. When Edmond knelt and bowed in front of me, I finally felt peace.

No stars. Reality dissolved at some point. In her dream she stood at the windowsill, hands flush against the glass. She looked out at the empty lot next door. The ground should have been flat as dead calm water with all that virgin downfall. No. There were corpses upon corpses there; frozen hands pitched this way and that. Their smiles wide enough for all of Chicago’s rats to make homes from their mouths.