Fallen Stars Sans Novels & Stories

"I know who murdered my sister. It's Seariel. And I want him to rot behind bars like Levi. Rishel, help me." My eyes narrowed at what I heard. I'm not too surprised because I know stars are really sinful. I was so blinded by their brilliance that I didn't see the dark secret they were keeping. They sinned. But who am I to condemn? I have a fair share of sin as well. It's like having sex outside of marriage and idolizing the stars. It's just sad and the majority has made sin a trend. That's why many believe that it's okay to commit mistakes when in fact it's not.

And then the stars above them began to fall. Not gently. Not like wishes. Like judgment. Flaming, raw slashes across the heavens, tearing the sky into burning scars. One after another, the stars collapsed from their constellations, crashing not into the earth, but into memory. The ground didn’t shake, but their minds did. Visions hit them like lightning strikes: flashes of other lives, other timelines, moments that could have been or never should have been.

She sighed, dropped her phone and rolled out of bed. Vanessa worked in a cosmetics store as an attendant, which was ironic because she knew little about cosmetics and she never wore make up. She only knew all she needed to know, in order to make sales, which was just the last price of each product and their basic selling points. She got to the store, cleaned the tiled floors, turned the 'open' sign on the glass door, and went behind the counter to wait for customers. But none came. And Vanessa just sat there with her chin buried in her hands, bored to death and tired. She hated her job, but it was her only means of making money and she had lots of debt to pay. But the debt that gripped her t

“I want you to come back to me! I want you to look at me like you did in the past! I want you to look at me like I’m your whole world, not like this! You’re looking at me like we’re strangers now!” I calmly stared at him. Looking into his eyes. I saw the pain, regret, and absolute sense of entitlement he never realized he had. How ironic. I sighed softly. “Simon, first of all, I don’t love you anymore.” He trembled in response. “Not even in the slightest. When I see you, all I recall is the pain, humiliation, and distrust you inflicted on me.” I then placed my hand over my heart and tapped my chest. “You’ve been dead to me for a long time.”

"Just an Angel huh... "Well guess I'll be the only one being trained since he's just an angel because so am I, fallen angels are bad angels judged by god and sent to the human world to have another chance to be an angel, But I didn't have a choice, I didn't get to be good or bad and I was forgotten until I found YOU, I was invisible until I met YOU, but it seems I was just an angel to you huh?" Damien stuttered "T-that's not what I meant dammit, I-I-" I stopped him "It's fine I get that your mad... but that was too far" I turned my back to him and went out the cave entrance "Come on..." "Noah, the names Noah" "Come on Noah, you get to train me first" I saw Noah turn his head for a second the

She reached over the sheets, still warm on his side, and sighed. The Fall Festival had felt like something out of a dream. Cornstalks. Candied apples. Spontaneous dancing under string lights. And that kiss—God, that kiss. It had started out staged. But somewhere between the hand on her lower back and the way he said her name like it was a promise, it became real. Real enough that when the camera crew cheered and their photo was posted on the retreat’s social media with the caption “True Love Wins!”, Ivy felt a bolt of panic she couldn’t explain.

~You claim it's not in the cards And fate is pullin' you miles away And out of reach from me But you're here in my heart So who can stop me if I decide That you're my destiny?~ -(Zack Efron & Zendaya) Rewrite The Stars --- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --- The stench of cold blood had already seaped into the air when Stefanos and Xenia decided they had had enough for today. And when I say enough, I don't mean the meal they hunted, but enough of their wolves.

“But it doesn’t hurt.” He reached out, touching her cheek. “Perhaps this is what it means to be part of time.” She leaned into his touch. “To fade is not to vanish. It’s to become memory — to live inside everything you’ve touched.” He smiled, his fire trembling with emotion. “Then you will never fade entirely.” --- The Falling Star That night, as the Blood Moon watched in solemn silence, a single star broke free from the heavens. It fell slowly, gracefully — a streak of silver cutting across the sky.

★。＼｜／。★ VANESSA DAVIS ★。／｜＼。★ The sky is alive. It's weird to say, but it’s the only way to describe it. The first batch of falling stars was beautiful, but this next one... I don’t think words can describe them. Hundreds—no, thousands—of streaks fall at once, each one a different shade this time. Silver, violet, deep blue, gold. It’s like the universe decided to spill its colors across the night, and I’m just lucky enough to be here to see it.

Stars gone falling down Like a snow ball falling to the ground Halsey is falling down Without you noticing, and she already hit the ground Hi! How are you? How was your weekend? Did you enjoyed it well? Did you sleep early? For me, my weekend was boring and frigid I haven't notice your smiles and laughters Nevertheless, I want to tell you something I can't exactly remember the date But I remember that scene vividly— A scene where I saw you smiling- smiling for that pretty girl dancing