Rewriting The Stars Novels & Stories

~You claim it's not in the cards And fate is pullin' you miles away And out of reach from me But you're here in my heart So who can stop me if I decide That you're my destiny?~ -(Zack Efron & Zendaya) Rewrite The Stars --- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --- The stench of cold blood had already seaped into the air when Stefanos and Xenia decided they had had enough for today. And when I say enough, I don't mean the meal they hunted, but enough of their wolves.

Even the night sounds backed away, insects cutting off mid trill like they had been warned. Rethan lifted his head slowly. His ears flattened. “That is not one of ours.” “No,” I said. “It is older.” The stars overhead flickered again. Not blinking out this time. Shifting. Constellations slid like they were being nudged into new places by a hand that did not care how long humans had memorized them. The sight made my stomach drop hard enough that I had to brace myself against Kaden’s arm. Darius swore softly. “That should not be possible.”

Now Playing: All of The Stars by Ed Sheeran It's just another night And I'm staring at the moon I saw a shooting star And thought of you I sang a lullaby By the waterside and knew If you were here, I'd sing to you Gio and I both looking and observing the shining stars above. You're on the other side As the skyline splits in two I'm miles away from seeing you I can see the stars From America I wonder, do you see them, too? I step back and I decided to take Gio a photo with the stars. After I took a picture of

Helena asked, curious to know what he would say. Bruno approached Helena slowly, their faces now just inches apart, and said with a smile, "The faith of the day is to kiss you." Without waiting any longer, he kissed her passionately, and at the exact moment their lips touched, more shooting stars streaked across the sky as if witnessing this special moment. Helena's heart raced as their hands intertwined, making the moment even more magical. They remained lying side by side, gazing up at the stars as they slowly filled the sky, exchanging smiles and caresses. The shooting stars continued to fall throughout the night, bearing witness to the love blossoming between them, a love that seemed to

“Still… What I’m feeling now it’s so strange, mummy. I should be happy, but… I’m not. I guess I never thought he’d stay so true to his word. Perhaps he’s not the liar I thought. And my heart is telling me so… Oh, mummy, I’m so confused… so sad… all the time. I wish I could rewrite the stars… I wish I could change the past… What happened to you, to daddy… To me…” Shaking her head, Calleigh wiped the tears that left cold tracks down her cheeks, chilling beneath the brisk spring wind. “What should I do?” she said softly. Her mother’s grave was silent. Calleigh heard only the sigh of the wind through the trees as she stared down at the words on the gravestone. ‘Beloved wife and mother,’ they sai

"You always said you never get to see the moon on your birthday," the boy's voice choked with emotion. "But it doesn't matter anymore. If there's no moon, I'll just give you a piece of the Milky Way." He reached out to wipe her tears. The warmth of his finger made her chest ache. Anastasia struggled desperately in the water, not for air, but to clear the fog and see his face. Her head felt as if it was being pierced by a thousand needles at once. The pain curled her into a ball, but she refused to let go of that sliver of clarity.

With a loud growl the phantom of the wolf charged towards the moon and swallowed it whole! *BOOM* Once the moon was swallowed the stars began to quake, and the space began to collapse. Kylie felt her head split open as a strong pain struck her head. She felt as though someone was hammering information into her head, information that was vital, yes, but painful to incorporate. As the space fell apart, the stars fled, leaving only the Sovereign Stars and the Chosen Stars behind. Those seven celestial bodies flickered faintly as though observing Kylie’s actions, before finally surrounding her, and providing her some cover. Kylie’s eyes were shut in pain, her brows furrowed in distress and hurt.

I got into the car and drove home. I thanked my past self for having the good sense to not rely entirely on Jacob even while we were dating. When the company started doing well, I bought myself a decent house and paid it off at once. I blocked Jacob's and the others' numbers and drew myself a hot bath. I vowed to start my new life tomorrow onward. My stomach started to churn again, but I paid it no mind. It was probably caused by irregular meals. After taking two pills to ease the stomachache, I drifted off into a deep sleep.

On the night of my 30th birthday, I waited until the early hours of the morning, but my husband, Theodore Hawk never showed up. Instead, I came across an Instagram post from his childhood sweetheart, Emily Gallagher. [What romantic is not the starry night, it's having you by my side.] In the picture, she was wearing a delicate, sky-blue camisole that revealed just enough to charm and seduce. A man stood close behind her, his hand firmly gripping her waist.

Tattoos adorned his arms, celestial patterns that seemed to echo the cosmic symphony that accompanied his every movement. His soul, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, promised excitement and unpredictability. Caleb's gaze held a fervor that mirrored the blazing stars—a promise of a love that burned with an intensity that transcended the ordinary. In the celestial ballet of hearts, he was the wild comet, leaving a trail of passion in his wake.