Our Fallen Stars Novels & Stories

“The only thing that scares me… is not being close enough if someone tries to take you.” Her stomach tightened, both in fear and something warmer, deeper, more dangerous. “Get dressed,” he murmured. “I’ll be waiting.” ****** The gala was held in the Crestfallen Hotel. A towering marble fortress lit with white stone columns that stretched into the sky. Snow drifted in slow spirals, settling on the awnings and glowing under the lanterns. Lucian helped Elara from the car only after scanning the street with a careful, lethal precision. If anyone had ever looked at her with such wordless protectiveness, she didn’t remember it.

But she did not push him away, turned and looked into his eyes with such an aching caress that the young man understood: she sees in them the same shooting stars - melting, twinkling. They say that in ancient times this Great Day was called not Kolosovik, but Starfall. For only once a year, on this night, the sky, like tears, dropped the stars. But that was a long time ago, hundreds of springs ago, before the night began to belong to those who walked. And Tamir hated those who lived in darkness with all his heart. Because without them, everything in his life would have turned out differently ...

★。＼｜／。★ VANESSA DAVIS ★。／｜＼。★ The sky is alive. It's weird to say, but it’s the only way to describe it. The first batch of falling stars was beautiful, but this next one... I don’t think words can describe them. Hundreds—no, thousands—of streaks fall at once, each one a different shade this time. Silver, violet, deep blue, gold. It’s like the universe decided to spill its colors across the night, and I’m just lucky enough to be here to see it.

Jamie said and Raoul nodded. "The Empress of Chaos was enraged by the betrayal. She hunted them down and took them prisoner. She punished the General with a thousand years of lightning strikes and banished the Goddess from the Realm. The Moon Goddess, upon hearing about her daughter’s banishment, wept so much that stars started to fall from the night sky. It is said every year on this night, shooting stars happen as the Moon Goddess weeps at the memory of her lost daughter. And that my love is the story of Starfall."

I thought I could rebuild what I had shattered with my lies, my betrayals, my cowardice. But now… Now, everything lies in ruins. Everything is ashes. The life I thought I could salvage has burned away, leaving nothing but smoke and regret. . . . . . . . . . . . Hey Guys!! I hope you all are liking this book so far if yes then please do let me know also I have uploaded Ryan Eva Damon Shefali and Kayden's images on my i*******m. Those interested please have look and let me know your opinions via messages or comments.

she didn’t know it. The opaque eyes stared at her with a certain surprise and a little indignation, it was almost as if he screamed in her mind 'how dare you not know my name?', but still, he replied. He responded in a cold and troubled way, as if he did not present himself to another being... for millennia. "Kalias" he said with a husky and heavy voice "I am Kalias, the fallen alpha of montdust". Kalias. The name seemed to resonate in the mind of the girl, Kalias who came from Kalos and meant... beauty.

THE SILENCE BETWEEN STORMS “Before a god rises, something must fall. Often, it’s the truth.” The stars were going out. One by one. Not by force. Not by shadow. But like old memories being forgotten. Elara stood beneath the twilight and counted them. Not with her eyes—but with something deeper. Some piece of her still tethered to the flame that used to live inside her heart. The tether burned now. But it wasn’t her fire anymore.

Awakening. The gray wolves watched. One by one, they stepped forward. One by one, they chose. --- Luna Rose smiled. "The Starfall is ending." I looked at the sky. The last stars were falling, their light fading into the horizon. "The gray wolves have chosen." "All of them?" "Enough of them. The ones who chose to leave are already gone." "Where?" "I don't know. But they're not our problem." She took my hand. "Mama, the Moon Goddess said something else."

Eeeeeeeee. I fell. I fell through the floor of the world. Through the darkness of the Void. My stomach dropped into my throat. The wind tore at my skin. I landed on a plain of white ash. Thump. The sky was bleeding. I looked up. The Shattered Moon was no longer silver. It was a deep, clotting crimson. The fragments were moving. Grinding against each other with a sound like tectonic plates screaming. GRIND. SCRAPE. They weren't orbiting anymore. They were collapsing.

… When I came to, Lina was sitting at my side, her eyes swollen and red. I knew instantly what had happened. I slowly reached for my now-flat stomach. There was a pang of sorrow, yes, but also a strange sense of relief. With a father like Dario, perhaps not being born was a mercy. I asked Lina to hand me my phone. When I turned it on, I saw that Fran had flooded her social media with updates. One photo showed her reclining in a bathtub, back exposed, surrounded by rose petals and red wine, the city skyline glittering in the distance.