Eden Enstars Novels & Stories

I promise him, pulling him in for a chaste kiss on the cheek. Permiton arrives last, eyes flicking over all of us like he’s still cataloging every moment. “Princess,” he greets casually, a slight smirk on his lips that rivals even Rivers. He’s becoming a little bolder with his flirting. “The stars are all shining on you tonight, beloved.” I giggle helplessly, and the tension in my chest eases. The music begins as my parents step onto the dais. My mother’s dress sweeps the floor, silver hair braided with small gems. She looks every bit the ruler she is. She lifts her glass, her voice ringing clear.

Six years ago, Sean's best friend, Nigel Jennings, was still alive. Back then, he had a girlfriend that he liked a lot. It was Evelyn. However, Evelyn had only agreed to be Nigel's girlfriend because he was Sean's best friend. Sean was one of the most good-looking male students in their college. Countless girls had a crush on him, including Evelyn. After Sean rejected her confession, Evelyn decided to go with the alternative plan of dating his friend to get closer to him. She still had feelings for Sean.

sticker. [Might be late coming home. Wait for me, okay?]

“A piece of the stars from me to you.” She looked at the ring and could feel its own presence there in the room. It was beautiful and to her right then and there. It was more than perfect. They had come from the stars to this little planet thousands of years ago with the possibility to merge the DNA with a new creature. They had made it to this point, and the babies they each held were the future. A star stone ring for the star dust family.

The day I was released from prison, a woman claiming to be my ex-wife came to take me home. Instinctively, I pulled away when she reached for my hand. "I don't know you." She frowned, assuming I was still upset. "Five years ago, we agreed that once you got out, we'd remarry. Mom's getting older, and she misses you." Hearing that, I opened the diary I always carried with me. Written inside was an instruction: 'If someone claims to be your ex-wife, go home with her.' So, I did. After I returned home, I became the perfect husband and the perfect son in their eyes. When my ex-wife seemed to be fooling around with my younger half-brother, I pretended not to notice. When my mother openly admi

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" Silently, I looked at her angry expression. "He's gone—gone with the baby." The nurse covered her mouth, looking apologetic. "I'm sorry." I smiled and shook my head, but my gaze fell on Chloe Bennett's latest social media post. In it was a man with a cigarette between his lips. He was shirtless, his sculpted abs illuminated under dim lighting. His head was lowered, one hand unbuckling his belt—impatient, almost desperate. The caption read, "When the earthquake struck, he rushed to me without hesitation. The fireworks in the sky bore witness—from that moment on, we belonged to each other."

“Coming Mum.“ I yelled for the umpteenth time, but didn't move an itch from the worn-out marble floor I laid. My gaze was still fixed on the small television which was just few metres away from me, with my chin on my hands for support. Excitement had the best of me and nothing else seemed to matter at the moment. It was that period of time that comes every year when the 'Greygott conglomeration' makes an exemption for a lower-class to get admitted into the prestigious Greygott high-shool. They make a pick from the application letters sent by over a thousand lower-class kids. It's somewhat pathetic that such number of persons struggle to get just one position. But on a second thought, you can