Star-crossed Books Novels & Stories

They said King Alaric was a stone monster who ate the lives of his brides. But then I heard Leo’s scream as the wagon started to move. I didn't have a choice. I ran to the back of our small hut and pulled up a loose floorboard. Hidden underneath was a small spool of golden thread. It wasn't normal silk. It glowed with a soft, warm light. It was the Starlight thread, the source of my illegal magic. In Solvalla, weavers like me were hunted. If the King found out what I was, he wouldn't marry me. He would hang me.

Chapter 17: Lines We Can’t Cross Cassandra’s POV Brady stood under the streetlight near our apartment building, hands in his hoodie pockets, that familiar easy smile on his face. But his bright blue eyes looked serious tonight. Alexander’s hand brushed mine for half a second before he pulled it away, his body going rigid beside me. “Alone?” I repeated, shifting my weight. I could still feel Alexander inside me from the library, warm, sticky, a constant reminder of what we’d done just an hour ago. “Brady, it’s late. Is everything okay?”

not feel any chemistry between them and at the moment staying on the American’s good side is better for him. Who knew when they would both need each other’s backs protected? While they were on their way to the bookstore, he kept a steady string of chatters. Devlin was not paying any attention to him though as he was busy noticing how Mabel was attracting attention from other males and he hated it. He would probably be okay with it when she is truly his. It surprises him how possessive he is of her when he was never possessive of anyone or anything before. He is yet to define these feelings Mabel evokes in him. Upon reaching the bookstore, he didn’t stray away from the cousins not wanting to

“That’s eight figures, Cross. Real money. Even for us.” Julian’s smile is slow and cruel. “They’re calling it the Black Run. A full sweep. Clean through Twelve. Sponsors are salivating. She’s hot, she’s new, she’s got trauma written all over her. They think she’s the first wildcard to actually make it.”

I am already working on two other books, and though I cannot promise when each will be ready, I want to share my vision with you — the stories waiting patiently to be born, the worlds I am eager to open for you: Kiss of His Betrayal (Davina & Damon – Book 1) Kiss of a Fallen Star (Eva & Ryan – Book 2) Kiss of Lies and Fire (Jacob & Amara – Book 3) Kiss of His Redemption (Jenny, Jacob & Michael – Book 4) Kiss of Hidden Truths (Alex & Naina – Book 5) Each of these stories carries its own heartbeat, its own secrets, its own fire. Together, they form a universe of love, betrayal, redemption, and truth — a saga I cannot wait to share with you.

Anger clouds my senses as I hurriedly pack my scattered books and run after him, calling his name but he didn't stop as he slams the door to my face. I scan my finger and I push the door open before shutting it loudly. “The fuck you mean Damien?! I thought we were past this stage!” I shout, dumping my books and my tote on the sofa. He turns to me, jaw clenched. “I thought both families had said sorry to each other and now we just have to endure our miserable lives together until we get divorced or die!” And I almost bit my tongue after saying that word. That damn word echoes in my psyche—a curse that won’t fuck off.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

An hour later, I can feel hot tears streaming down my cheeks. I just read an upsetting story and it made me cry. Why would she leave him like that? It's a novel made by an author named Hope, a romance, a slice of life genre. Volume one is about how the blind girl and her man fell in love but in the end, the girl disappeared, she left him! Without even saying goodbye! Is that what happened to Adam? He just left me hanging? I snorted while my tears occupy the spaces in my eyes. We aren’t lovers, why am I even relating myself into this? I heard the door creaked and it was my Zach.

Chapter 8 A Sister in Spirit Vivian Blake POV My phone felt heavy against my palm, the dial tone ringing in my ear like a ticking clock I couldn't shut off. When the line finally clicked, the bright, wonderful voice speaker, instantly smoothing out the worn edges of the anxiety that had been haunting my ribs all week.

They were always supposed to be together and in love. As the next hour turned into the hardest of her and his life, it was also the beginning of a completely different life. As far as they knew, these were the first line crossed star dust seed children. This was a completely new part of the evolution of their combined people and past. Human and Seed and different lines all rolled into two small children.