Legend Of The Stars Novels & Stories

Started on: May 22, 2016 Finished on: January 25, 2019 Highest Ranking: 12th under the Romance Hotlist, 5th under the Little Things list. (A sequel to Something Good) Reading Something Good is optional to understand this story. Don't try to steal my work, it's a rather good feeling to get an appreciation for your own work. Copyright with the author. Happy Reading ❤ Love, GeetVik ------------------------------------------------------ 1. The Haunted Past.

I don't want anything… I just want Mommy…" I kneeled down beside Aster, placing my arms and hugging him as I sobbed. In the past, Shawn and I were a loving couple, admired by many. "Astrea, let's call him… Aster." He'd hug Aster as he told him bedtime stories. He'd hold Aster's hand gently as they walked around, and even taught him how to dive and ski. He never bought any toys for him, though, saying that they would be a waste of his time.

“Great. Another riddle.” --- Lena weightlessly floated in the endless expanse of stars. The space surrounding her wasn’t gloomy, but vibrant with countless tiny lights, each one throbbing in sync with her heartbeat. She extended her hand, her fingers grazing one of the lights, and an instant surge of warmth enveloped her senses. A voice echoed through the space, soft yet commanding. “The threads of your destiny have brought you here, Lena. Do you see them?” “Threads?” Lena whispered, turning slowly. The stars began to shift, forming shimmering lines that connected one to another, creating a vast, intricate web. Each thread carried memories, her childhood, her cursed life, her moments with Ka

said Chloe as she surrounded Brizella. "Well, what are you here for? Do you want to find your sister?" asked Brizella gently. "No! I'm just here to warn you to stay away from my brother! Remember, he is the heir of La Losna! Heirs of La Losna are not allowed to fall in love with humans! Remember that!" Chloe threatened as she pointed her finger at Brizella's forehead until her nails dug in and Brizella's forehead was injured. "This is just a little warning, I can even send a hurricane if I want to!" she said even more haughtily.

lenses on the soldiers' helmets explode. "Go!" Hope yelled. I grabbed Silas’s shadow-hand—or rather, the "Signal" of it—and ran for the window. We dived out into the night, landing on the wet grass of a real-world backyard. I looked up at the sky. It wasn't purple or gold. It was a deep, infinite black, dotted with billions of real, uncoded stars. But as I looked at the stars, I saw something that made my heart stop. The stars weren't just stars. They were arranged in a **Grid**.

He picked it up and started reading it. That paper was a document by Hamburg, the first senator of Bingle land. The document stated, "A child will be born in Bingle and he will be the saviour of the World. Be will be given the name LEGEND OF THE JUNGLE. A time is coming where a powerful man from Jingle will enslave all the people of Bingle. But only one warrior in Bingle land can save them. Only at this time,e the war between Bingle and Jingle will end. The reader of this paper should note that the last kilometre is risky and full of wild animals."

She gently traced my tombstone and whispered, "You are the starlight that vanished from my sky." Finally, my soul began to fade. Thank you, my sister.

Muhammad and Susan exchanged a nervous glance, then followed, hesitant steps down the confined passage. At the end of the corridor, a vast, doorless room loomed before them. A crimson glow, like boiling blood, pulsed outward, the air grew scorching, and sweat dripped freely from their foreheads. They stepped inside... the ceiling vanished, revealing the night sky screaming with stars. The polished black stone walls reflected the firelight like infernal mirrors. In the center of the room yawned a vast pit where the endless flames raged, producing thick smoke that clawed into their lungs. From within the pit rose a **legendary**—its height reaching the heavens, soaring over eleven feet. Its bo

I placed my head on his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his biceps. He smiled. I gazed at the sky again. “Do you know, princess… there’s a legend that says that if you gaze at stars for long enough, they gaze back at you. And in the rarest chances, when they gaze back at you, their eyes hold such immense love and warmth that a mortal heart can never even fathom. So, I am waiting for my star to gaze back at me.” I look at Zephyr as he remains lost in my eyes for a few seconds and then looks back at the sky.

During my senior year of high school, my grades are completely erratic. I can ace three subjects while completely bombing the other three, leaving me dead last in my class. My homeroom teacher, Janet Bennett, throws me and my backpack out of the classroom. A classmate waves my report card around as the rest of the class laughs. "You're a total loser. You even failed your language test. Even a factory wouldn't hire you." The next day, my homeroom teacher throws out the student ranking second to last, Ethan Hoppe, as well. "One bad apple spoils the whole bunch. And somehow, our class has two of them. You think the college entrance exam is only going to test what you're good at? You two ca