Queen Of Stars Novels & Stories

I am dead. “Shit. I forgot—Father said I had to—” Castor closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “As the eldest nonheritable Sollabella, I embrace the duty of announcement. Alpha King Isai Sollabella has taken his place among the stars. I introduce to the world Dowager Luna Suniva Sollabella and”—he opens his eyes and meets my gaze—“Luna Queen Estrella Sollabella of Sundrop Gem.”

She truly is my starlight. I get up and walk across the room, stepping out onto my balcony. I take in deep, soothing breaths as the cool air blows across my sweaty skin. I look up at the now dark sky, taking in the unobstructed stars glittering above me. As if from habit, my eyes zero in on that one constellation that has my stomach folding in on itself. I had made that constellation for Apaki as a declaration of my love. She was my everything and I wanted her to know it. So I painted her in the stars. I still see the way the stars form her eyes and her flowing hair. I hate it. Those stars taunt me with their glow, and yet I can’t seem to erase them.

Katherine Thomas Chapter 1 There is only one planet that we know of that holds life. It is the Earth. Our home. However, there is a small percentage of the population that never lost their true parentage. They know where they really come from, and it isn’t Earth’s perfection. They are called to watch the stars. They can see the differences that the normal humans can’t see. They instinctively know they came from the heavens. They are the ones who call themselves the Seeds of the Stardust.

Lucas's sacrifice giving them enough time to swim to safety. Calliope howled, splitting Alina's skull as her wolf poured out all her pain, giving it to the Moon Goddess as she sunk to the ground. Calliope burst forth from her human skin, shaking out her fur as the elder magic snapped in place, doubling her size and infusing her with an eerie glow, denoting the royal blood coursing through her veins. And with a growl that rippled water and shook trees, the Queen bolted from the garden, stretching her legs as Calliope answered the call of the wild.

The Queen lies next to her daughter and pulls her into her arms as she cries, the rest of the people enter the room each bowing as a mark of respect to the fallen princess, as they listen to the Queen's heartbreaking, sobs. The King holds his wife, his face a mask of fury as he looks up and notices who has just entered the room. I watch as he begins to turn icy blue as he says. "Hylus, I should have known." I turn my head to see who he's talking too. It's then that I notice a hideous mutant Alien woman, her skin glows red just like the rest of the creatures, her sharp horns protruding from her head, but the thing that makes her more noticeable is the ugly scars marring the whole left-hand si

She entered the room showing she has the upper hand, which made men want to bow down to her feet. With every step she takes it echoes, and every smile she gives makes them electrified. She was a queen after all but only one man can tame her. Would he succeed or would he also fail like the men who are already under her feet? Laila I redirected my attention towards the dance floor where many men and women mingle with one another. A pristine man with a champagne glass in one hand and the other a microphone, "Can I have your attention for a minute?"

She was dark-skinned, her hair a cloud of white-gold, and she wore armor made of living, blue coral. "I am Naia, Queen of the Blue Meridian," the woman spoke, her voice carrying the weight of the deep ocean. "We have come across the Great Divide because the song of the wolves has changed. We heard the scream of the Foundry, and we saw the birth of the Star-Child". "The Star-Child is my daughter," I said, my voice resonating with the frequency of the Tenth Cycle. I stepped forward, the golden marks on my arms turning into liquid emerald. "And the Grey Pack is no longer a subject of the First Luna’s laws".

the voice said again, softer now. “My Queen,” I answered quietly. A brief silence passed. “You may raise your head,” she said gently. I hesitated… then slowly obeyed. The woman before me carried herself with effortless grace. Her presence was strong, yet not suffocating. Her eyes were observant, wise, and… kind. “I am Queen Seraphina Nightcrest,” she introduced calmly. “Mother to Dalton.” Nightcrest. The name settled with weight. I bowed my head slightly again. “It is an honor, my Queen.”

When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”

The castle's halls are adorned with tapestries woven from celestial threads, depicting celestial beings and celestial events, their vibrant colors seemingly alive with movement. At the heart of the kingdom sits Queen Estella, a regal figure with a crown adorned with stardust crystals that reflect the light of a thousand galaxies. Her long flowing hair, the color of the midnight sky, cascades around her, lending an air of mystery and grace. Queen Estella possesses an innate connection to the cosmos, her presence resonating with the celestial energies that infuse the kingdom.