Novel Stars Novels & Stories

I nodded and replied calmly, "That's right. Mom and Dad have set up jobs for us in Borrengate, so we'll get engaged once things settle down." "Caleb Jacobson!" Faye snapped. She then suppressed her outburst to avoid catching anyone's attention, though her expression was absolutely livid. "Who allowed you to make arrangements for my future, Caleb?" She stormed off in a rage, and once the group was stretched out thin, she led the way at the very front, dragging Xavier along with her. I lagged behind at the tail end, making idle small talk with our classmates. It wasn't until dinner at the buffet that evening that Xavier spoke up at the table. "Haven't you guys ever heard of the Perseids meteor

Two days later, David and Josephine returned from Halinoa. Right away, they called and asked me to go over. I didn't refuse. After all, it was the perfect chance to end the engagement formally. When I arrived at the York residence, the place was unexpectedly lively. In a corner, a silver-lit sign, spelling out "Happy Birthday", reminded me it was Zachary's birthday that day. He stood side by side with Tracy in the crowd. They looked perfectly matched.

Nova stumbled backward. The First Dream grabbed her arm. "Hold on." The world twisted. Then reformed. They were back inside the tower. Back within the Dream Archive. Back in reality. Or what passed for reality these days. The moment Nova emerged, she realized something had changed. Everyone was staring upward. Origin. The Architects. The Silences. The Dreamers. All of them. The same expression. Shock. Nova followed their gaze. And nearly fell over. The new stars had spread across the entire universe.

As if washing away my burning heart. I looked at the full moon in the night sky, beside it were two stars also shining brightly. A starry moon that appears every night and the one that convinces me that I am still living in the world inside a novel. “When I first came to this world, the starry moon looked so attractive. They are beautiful, calming and mysterious. I don't get tired staring at them before I go to sleep. But now, whenever I see them, my heart feels like it's going to fall out. Because I remember that dreadful night along.”

Noelle had not known what she had been talking about because she hadn't paid attention, until the day before school started again. Noelle had gone to the library to return an overdue novel that she did not have time to read because of all the studying and classes. As she'd walked past the bookshelf, she'd overheard some gossip. A few people had said that they'd heard someone sneak in the night before, and that by the next morning, there'd been two bags filled with stars on the table. That was the source of their gossip. Noelle knew it wasn’t true, because those stars aren’t visible when they are not up in the sky. The villagers have always known that too.

But God, the marble is so cold. Write to me of the stars there. Do they look the same as they did from the roof of our father’s house? C. November 21, 2026 From: William Thorne Camelia, The stars here are so bright they feel like an intrusion. They don’t look like the stars from our father’s house. Those stars were ornaments on a Thorne kingdom. These stars belong to no one. They remind me that C-Nova is just a flicker in the dark.

His lips formed into a smile, and surprisingly, Nova found her self smiling too. "You are right, these stars bring happiness to me right now, they make my heart beat with joy, with a feeling that I don't have to worry anymore." Nova smiled. "To be a bright star isn't easy, they have to bear smiles at all times, and even when they are hurting, they don't show it, they want to make other happy, by simply being happy, do you understand?" He turned towards her, his face glowing under the sky, his bright eyes twinkling with delight.

POV: Kira The new rules arrive without ceremony or any real explanation. I learn them in pieces, delivered in the same calm voice Stefan uses for everything that truly matters. No raised volume. No long explanation. Just quiet, precise orders that slowly reshape the edges of my days until the private wing feels less like a place I work and more like a place I am being deliberately kept. First, and most constant, come the meals.

Ivana blinked at her words. "Nope," Arielle shook her head. "This is your novel? I and Reece are the main characters?" Ivan tried to register the information, "You're telling me it's not a joke?" "Hmm," She nodded. Ivana got up from the bed and laughed, "You expect me to believe that?" "I don't but that's the truth and remember I owe you an explanation about why I met Reece pretending to be you? This is the answer to that question too." Arielle let out a nervous laugh.

In an instant, every eye in the hall turned toward me. The smile froze on Lyra Moonglass's face. She fixed me with a displeased look. "The Harvest Moon is Lucian's birthday. Tonight's banquet is to celebrate him. As a newcomer, you'd do well to keep to a newcomer's place. Don't pretend you know better than the rest of us and ruin everyone's evening." Her words made me so angry I nearly laughed. Good. Very good. She'd taken the Order's age-old welcome for newcomers and turned it into a private birthday feast for her pet.