Novel Stars Novels & Stories

" Silently, I looked at her angry expression. "He's gone—gone with the baby." The nurse covered her mouth, looking apologetic. "I'm sorry." I smiled and shook my head, but my gaze fell on Chloe Bennett's latest social media post. In it was a man with a cigarette between his lips. He was shirtless, his sculpted abs illuminated under dim lighting. His head was lowered, one hand unbuckling his belt—impatient, almost desperate. The caption read, "When the earthquake struck, he rushed to me without hesitation. The fireworks in the sky bore witness—from that moment on, we belonged to each other."

“A piece of the stars from me to you.” She looked at the ring and could feel its own presence there in the room. It was beautiful and to her right then and there. It was more than perfect. They had come from the stars to this little planet thousands of years ago with the possibility to merge the DNA with a new creature. They had made it to this point, and the babies they each held were the future. A star stone ring for the star dust family.

After that long rush of memories, my mind felt strangely clear. Today was our fifth wedding anniversary. I put on the white dress he liked best. I waited from sunset until well past midnight. No flowers. No hug. Just a silent house and the noise from a live stream of the Spencer Group’s gala playing on my phone. Out of that sea of people, I spotted him immediately. He was smiling gently, carefully fastening a necklace around Wendy’s neck. The camera zoomed in. It was a star-and-moon pendant. Tiny diamonds formed a ring of stars, cradling a silver crescent in the center.

Another real thing — something humans can’t touch, can’t ruin. I know someone’s standing beside me. I noticed the second he walked over, but I don’t bother looking. He smells nice, clean, warm — but the moon has all my attention. The stars, too. Maybe it’s the freedom of it all that keeps me staring. “You know one fact about the stars?” I ask, still watching the sky. When he doesn’t answer, I keep going, my voice quiet but steady. “Most of them might already be dead.” The words hang there between us. “Their light just hasn’t stopped reaching us yet. It’s kind of sad, isn’t it? How something can be gone and still look alive.”

"I will have a stylist send over options. Nothing 'loud,' Olivia." "I make no promises," I said. When the car pulled up to my building, Gabriel didn't get out. He just looked at me, his eyes dark and unreadable. "Goodnight, Olivia." "Goodnight, Wine Boy." I walked into my penthouse and found Gracie waiting for me. She was holding her phone, her face illuminated by the glow of a dozen news articles. "It worked," she said. She turned the screen toward me. The headline was huge. “Moreau’s Muse: Is Olivia Rayne the New Queen of Napa?”

My words eased Sean's anxious, restless mind. He put his arms around me and drifted into a deep sleep. I stared at his strong, handsome features, my eyes hardened. A colleague? He would go stargazing with his colleague, celebrate her birthday, and even take her to an amusement park. Yet, he told me, his wife, that birthday celebrations were for kids. Being let down time and time again had left me completely drained. I would not trust his words anymore. …

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.

Luna had changed into her pajamas and looked every bit the angelic child. When I reached to caress her cheek, another slap shattered what remained of my fatherly tenderness. “Mommy said we’re going out for dinner. It’s Uncle Jason’s birthday today.” Jason’s birthday? I pulled out my phone and laughed bitterly. This date had once marked my wedding anniversary with Amber. In the past, I'd scour the city for perfect gifts. Now, the thought of buying anything seemed absurd. She wouldn't want tokens from me anymore.

If this continues, how can he depend on this son in the future? Outside, public opinion has not stopped whispering because the dream prince of many girls has a fiance. There are many noble houses who want to marry their daughter to Lam Dinh Quan and regret. At the same time, there are many rumors that this is just a play written by the young lady of the Tran family to get Lam Dinh Quan's attention. This line of opinion has received a lot of support. In short, the ladies all hoped that the rumors were fake, so that they would have a chance to fantasize about that man. However, at exactly 11 a.m, the official network account of Starlight Corporation posted an article to confirm the rumors were