Our Fallen Stars Novels & Stories

“I want you to come back to me! I want you to look at me like you did in the past! I want you to look at me like I’m your whole world, not like this! You’re looking at me like we’re strangers now!” I calmly stared at him. Looking into his eyes. I saw the pain, regret, and absolute sense of entitlement he never realized he had. How ironic. I sighed softly. “Simon, first of all, I don’t love you anymore.” He trembled in response. “Not even in the slightest. When I see you, all I recall is the pain, humiliation, and distrust you inflicted on me.” I then placed my hand over my heart and tapped my chest. “You’ve been dead to me for a long time.”

Trinity growls, horn beeping loudly at the traffic. To start off, he saw Jean's entire past. He crash-landed on earth a hundred years ago, with wings as dark as asphalt. The moment he saw beings he immediately pulled out an ethereal sword and sliced through those poor people. Fast forward to the middle he had another crime, this time killing swans. Trinity couldn't fathom as to why he had to kill those ordinary beings, at first he could've sworn Jean was stacking abilities, from the nine aurums he killed the moment he landed on this earth, stacking is illegal. But then he murdered swans, Trinity doesn't know what went on in his head but he could've sworn, he made eye contact with the Jean fr

OLIVIA We stand there, engaged in a staring contest. Of course I lose because in my defense his eyes aren’t really the type you’d like to look into for a long time. It feels like they’ll drag you into the plainness of them. “I’m out of here,” I mutter under my breath and try to push past him. He’s not even trying to be gentle at this point, he pushes my shoulders hard enough that I stumble and fall to the floor. It hurt, really bad. I hope I’ve not bruised my tail bone because it would be even more painful.

The aspirin was useless. Not because it didn't function anymore, but because Vanessa found that she didn't need it after all. Her migraines died out after her talk with Jake and they did not return. When she woke in the morning, she grabbed her phone to see if Jake had texted her, while half-praying he hadn't texted her. But there was no message from an unknown number. She frowned, a little disappointed, and she did not understand why she felt disappointed. She sighed, dropped her phone and rolled out of bed.

There’s such a sad love Deep in your eyes a kind of pale jewel Open and closed within your eyes I’ll place the sky Within your eyes There’s such a fooled heart Beatin’ so fast In search of new dreams A love that will last Within your heart I’ll place the moon Within your heart As the pain sweeps through Makes no sense for you Every thrill is gone Wasn’t too much fun at all But I’ll be there for you When the world falls down Falling Falling down Falling in love I’ll paint you mornings of gold

A celestial entity fated to fade every fifty years. A falling star. A fallen star, whose descent grants desires—a cosmic dance of wish-fulfillment that unfolds without fail, an intricately woven performance that defies time. Just as I fade, I am reborn—a tapestry woven anew. This cycle persists, relentless as the march of time. Humans, like stars, bear the burden of mortality. Born to perish, stars and beings alike. We explode, we fall, we rise—our existence a catalyst for dreams, our descent a catalyst for hope.

A night without surprises. Until we saw the first star fall. And then another, and then a dozen more. Starsfell it will be called. The night when a thousand stars fell from the heavens and in one fell swoop stole away our light, blinding us, forcing us once more into darkness. But from that darkness, a mighty king will rise. And that king with the force of his will, fought against the evil machinations of his family to bring true order to the world, freeing us forever from the demons of the sun, gifting us with everlasting light.

Bethany said, hitting a tennis ball to my side. " Yeah I'm surprised and I'm still stoked." I said and chuckled. " She told me something, that she's a falling star. That sounded strange to me. By the way, you know a lot about myths and folklore. What does a fallen star mean?" I added. " Crazy. But it means a star that fell off from the Galaxy and landed on Earth in human form. And also they fall every five hundred years." " Jeez." " Isla is one?" Bethany asked, surprised.

Jasmine went flying into the basement falling down the stairs from the drawback force. Gabriel could sense she was in trouble and bit through the pain of lifting himself up. It was as if The Almighty himself was giving him strength because the Guild member holding him down looked worried as to how he was able to move him. A blast came from the corridor blasting through the walls as if a bomb exploded. The drawback knocked the Guild off of Gabriel then, causing him to worry for Jasmine.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.