Mornîng Star Novel Novels & Stories

She said putting her hand to his cheek. “I'll see you soon.” He said as He kissed her hand. He stepped out the door and headed down the path that led to The Morning Star. Reaching the Star he looked to their house nestled in the cliff side. Morgan had already lit the candle. Letting him know how to return home. It was never goodbye, always i’ll see you soon.

The Evening Star pulled up alongside the Morning Star day and night at a stand still. Claire nearly jumped up and down seeing the Morning Star and the Crown. She spun to Jack who for the first time in a while seemed to feel at ease. The look of shock on his face he tried to hide. He hadn't seen the Morning Star since was young. The golden ship reminded him of the sun at dawn as it dance across the sky and across the ocean water. It was magnificent and majestic. Claire leaned into him happily. “I told you this would work! I told you we could do this!” Claire said with a laugh.

Justin remained staring out at the blackened sky from the window. He hadn't spoken to me for some time seemingly content to stand in silence. Emma left for her shift a while ago to prepare breakfast for the morning meal. She wouldn't be back for some time. The stars flickered through the curtains dotting the ceiling in starlight. The snow capped mountains beyond stood proud and ominously against the star flecked sky. “Goodnight Val.” Justin eventually murmured heading for the door.

“No. I remember hearing a noise and woke up.” “Where are your parents? You were alone.” “It was date night. I was supposed to be with someone.” “Who?” “I don’t know. They never came.” The doctor looked at the nurse. Their subtle gaze held a conversation all on its own. She proceed to tell them her name was Akaisha Morningstar; she was seven years old. Her parents were Galena and Marshall Morningstar. She continued to tell them her address and birthday. The person in the helmet never moved, only listened intently to her. Everything they had already learned about her was being confirmed by the little girl. The parents were out of the picture permanently, but she didn’t know that and will never

NEXT MORNING Nandini was the first one to wake up. Opening her eyes, she found herself in Manik’s embrace. Manik was sleeping, holding her securely in his embrace. A smile appeared on her face. She couldn’t help caressing his hair and pecking on his nose. She admired his sleeping face for a while, finally moving out of his hold.

_*]:min-w-0"> POV: LUNA _*]:min-w-0"> _*]:min-w-0"> I didn't sleep. Again. Between the spy in the tower and the challenge happening tonight, my brain refused to shut off. _*]:min-w-0"> Nova found me at dawn. Sitting on my bed. Staring at the wall. _*]:min-w-0"> "You look terrible." _*]:min-w-0"> "Thanks." _*]:min-w-0">

Chapter 152 – The Restored Star’s Dawn Jessica stood at the heart of the nexus, her hands steady on the now-quiet loom, its golden threads humming softly, woven with the love of Kade, Selene, Lucas, and Bryan. Her hollowness, once a screaming void, was a gentle pulse, a warm light that thrummed in harmony with the heart star’s glow, now a radiant beacon that bathed the starfield in a soft dawn.

* --- **The Aftermath** I wake in the wasteland, the sky whole, the crimson star gone. Ravel sleeps nearby, her face gaunt. The survivors are silent, their eyes clear. But the static is quiet. *Gone.* Nessa's voice lingers in the wind: **"You're welcome."** --- **The Horizon** At dusk, a new star ignites-emerald, silent, watching. Ravel stirs, her hand finding mine. "What now?" I stare at the fresh scar on my palm-a spiral-and-thorns, glowing gold. **"We keep fighting."**

I ask, and I find my voice has come out as almost a whisper. "I didn't mean to startle you," he says, and I see his eyes flicker over my body, even in the half-dark. "I just thought you might want to know it's not a full moon yet. In case that's important for your shot." His voice is low, almost a growl and it sends a tingle up my spine. "Oh thanks," I murmur, an inexplicable thrill racing through my body as I gaze at him. "But it's a series I'm working on - the title is Incomplete." At this I see a wry smile break out on his face.

--- The Next Morning The next morning the sun perks through the curtain and the soft glow to the room. I and up before Nolan wakes up, mu head is still trying to process what exactly happened last night. My heart feels heavy but deep inside, I know I have to stop running from the truth anymore. I need to tell him everytime: I leave the bed gently so as not to wake him. I head to the kitchen to prepare coffee for us. The silence is filled with the whistling of the kettle boiling