Lost Stars Novels & Stories

The heat in my skin turned cold. His hands froze. His eyes glued to my skin. For a second, I forgot how to breathe. The room became painfully quiet. My eyes dropped to where his eyes were on my scars. What I've pretended I didn't see for years. Suddenly it became clear as day. I could see a single one. “I don't like scars,"

I miss him, I won’t lie but I hate him for leaving us. We were supposed to elope together, we were supposed to live happily ever after but yet I remembered that day like it was yesterday, me patiently waiting for him by the old Rogers Bridge hoping and believing I would see my lover so we could go live our dreams and so I can also tell him the good news that I was pregnant but sadly Micheal never came. A tear slipped from my eyes but I wiped it away as soon as possible, I had made a promise never to cry over him again. Jada had his emerald green eyes, Jasmine had his curly hair.

The message wasn’t subtle. Sebastian finished gracefully and stepped down. Applause filled the hall. Ava’s eyes met Ethan's across the room. No anger. No sadness. Just clarity. Tomorrow. 9 a.m. The end. And this time There would be no more delays. No more hesitation. No more half-freed promises. Only signatures. Final. Definitive. And irreversible.

"Aaron is the Alpha of the Black Shadow Pack—the most sought-after bachelor in the clans. Everyone knows he's been waiting all these years for Lily. Our future Luna will be her. You, no matter how pretty, don't even register in his eyes." His words sliced through me, cruel and precise. I clenched my fists so tightly my nails bit into my palms, but I had no retort—because every word he said was true. Seeing me speechless, Felix's lips curled into a lewd grin. His eyes gleamed with sick amusement.

One, they both must be strong enough to survive in the wasteland and if that's the possibility than Amber needs to upgrade her shields because if they can make it up to here than anyone can. Two, they must be guided here by a lost soul. Amber shuddered at her thought. Growing up in this wasteland she had met more than one of them. It's funny how they are called lost but they show the path to people who are lost out there. In this wasteland there are a few creatures that help, these Lycans were lucky that a lost soul found them and it wasn't evil like the others. Lost souls are basically the people that were brutally killed but something from this world still keeps them bound to this world an

And whispered, “Forgive me.” But the silence didn’t answer. It simply listened, And for the first time… It wept. The two men returned, torn, shaken, but victorious. Kael clutched the first and second fragments. Ashen held the third. The sky above had lost seven stars. Only sixty-five remained. The locket began to pulse faster, Like a beacon, Like a warning, They stood before the scar in the sky where the Comma had been, And Kael reached into the air, Pressing all three fragments together. The air screamed, Split Opened.

, Ethan whispered. Victor hesitated for a few moments. And then, “You were taken during an attack on the Cross estate. The estate was destroyed that night. Your parents fought to protect you. You were only five years old.” Ethan felt something cold settle in his chest. His nightmares started making sense now. Fragments returned to him. Fire everywhere. People screaming and running everywhere. A man lifting him. Running through the smoke. Pain tearing through his arms. Then silence. “I thought those were just nightmares.”

They mirrored him, staring back in horror as he stood, shaking off the wires and stale air as he went. "You can't go," they were crying in union as he slipped through the net. The net designed to keep him in was all the use of a chocolate tea pot. He laughed at their cries as he took flight, flying away from their cries for his return. "Please," they cried. "If you go we will be unprotected. WE ALL NEED YOU! We will die if you Goooooo!!!" He didn't even look back as they begged and pleaded. "She needs me more," he muttered, focused only on his one true love. Her. The one. Maika.

The pain in my chest tightens with every snicker, every cruel laugh. “That’s enough! You’re weak, unworthy. You will never be my Luna. This pack deserves better.” His words slice through me like a knife- “I reject you, Tisha, as my mate and future Luna.” Laughter fills the hallway. So hollow, so cruel. My heart shatters as our bound snaps the remnant of what’s left of me bare for the world to see. The hallow void left drowning every Pain hitting me like a tidal wave, ripping through every part of me. My vision spins and my legs give out leaving Kimberly to hold my weight as I crumble.

No one came to claim her body. After a year, nothing was the same anymore. The Shaws had fallen from grace, and Irene was dead. All of the past grudges had been put to an end. From that day onward, Elena started a new life. The entire world was her oyster now. She had emerged as the ultimate victor.