Fading Stars Novels & Stories

Now, everything in the past was starting to feel like a joke. I calmly replied, "My husband's in Zentara. He'll worry if I'm home late." Liam was stunned. It took him a long while before he found his bearings. Pale and confused, he yanked my wrist and questioned, "You married someone in Zentara?" I nodded. "You and I both have our own families to go back to. From now on, I'll be out of your life for good." I struggled out of his grip, but he was surprisingly strong.

Awakening. The gray wolves watched. One by one, they stepped forward. One by one, they chose. --- Luna Rose smiled. "The Starfall is ending." I looked at the sky. The last stars were falling, their light fading into the horizon. "The gray wolves have chosen." "All of them?" "Enough of them. The ones who chose to leave are already gone." "Where?" "I don't know. But they're not our problem." She took my hand. "Mama, the Moon Goddess said something else."

Finding comfort in it. “You like the night,” I said. “Makes sense. Darkness is familiar. Safe. Close to what you were.” The fragment pulsed. Agreement maybe. Or just an acknowledgement. “The stars are beautiful, aren't they?” Kade pointed up. “Each one is a sun. Like our sun but far away. And around those suns are worlds. Maybe with people. Maybe with life. All of it exists. All of it choosing to be something instead of nothing.” The fragment rose higher. Drifted toward the stars. Curious. Drawn to the lights in the darkness.

Faye's POV I skipped dinner, not because of the reason that I'm not feeling hungry it's because I feel like throwing up if I eat something and every time I think about food. I was lying on my stomach on my bed, with one of my arm lying above my head and one lying stiffly by my side. I couldn't stop the tears that trail freely down my face, but I made no attempt to wipe them away. My phone kept vibrating endlessly on top of the nightstand near my bed and I'm pretty sure it's only Kaycee whose calling.

Bruno and Helena's words echoed in the dining room, filling the space with an atmosphere of love and gratitude. As dinner continued, Bruno and Helena exchanged knowing smiles, knowing they were surrounded by the unconditional love and support of their children and grandchildren. They knew that, regardless of what the future held, they had everything they needed: each other and a family united by love. *** The scene was serene, enveloped by the soft dimness of the night, while the stars sparkled in the firmament, silent witnesses to a story unfolding over the years. Bruno, immersed in the contemplation of the night sky, felt connected to something greater, a sense of nostalgia and gratitude p

the little girl muttered as she linked ten fingers. With that sentence, Wendy took her son to lie down and continued their sleep. “Keep believing… then one day your wish will come true.” The window was closed, this time locked tightly. Two special stars are still twinkling in the sky, their light slowly fades, the center circle shrinks, and is finally swallowed up by the rays of the Sun. ***

Amazingly, she did not feel thirst. Eric plans to visit his friend, yet he does not know the current location of his sweet lover. On the other way, his eyes are looking to the galaxies and stars in the sky. Right now, he feels the presence of his sweet lover. This takes two hours to look the celestial objects. Fortunately, he did not feel tired anymore. Moving forward, the galaxies and stars have started to fade away. Right now, his heart starts to down in the dumps. Well, he tries to fly; to approach the clouds which have covered to the stars. In short, he will try to ask the clouds; to stop covering the celestial objects, yet he could no longer fly. So, he keep on shouting to the stars and

She was scared that they would be naive again and will lose everything, and she could hardly think about anything other than that as they sat quietly on the rooftop, breathing in the cold air and sitting in silence. The eerie darkness of the night burned into her mind -- and she was pretty sure that this particular night would never escape her memory. She gazed up at the pitch-black curtain draped over the sky, and the twisted, warped shapes that the stars made against the blackness — she wondered what the stars thought about their relationship. She hoped that they wouldn't ever be star-crossed. The milky speckles seemed to twirl and dance along in various patterns, and seemed to be tugging

We think that we are overshadowed by various things, situations and reasons. Think! anything doesn't last long. And like wise our miseries, insecurities and gloomy day's will come to an end. We just need to wait for the right time and right moment. Remember we are stars! that are born to shine.

The night was a tapestry of stars, scattered across the velvety sky like shimmering pearls on black silk. The wind whispered through the palace courtyard, carrying with it the cool breath of the desert that melted against the warmth of the stone walls. Inayat sat beneath the open sky, her shawl wrapped snugly around her shoulders, her gaze fixed on the stars. She had become familiar with their constancy, their quiet brilliance in the vast, uncertain night. There was a peace in the heavens that escaped her own world, one filled with turmoil, choices, and a future uncertain. The stars, though, they always remained — timeless, patient, and steady.