Star Crossed Novels & Stories

Victor comes to my side as we all listen to the reporter, taking my hand and squeezing it. I smile up at him, knowing that he, too, is relieved to see that they’re telling rather…well, rather a romantic story. This could have had a much more scandalous bent, marking Victor as a man who betrayed his mate for a woman who ruined his life twice, but instead… Well, the reporter uses the word “star-crossed lovers” to describe us more than once, a phrase which makes me laugh because of its closeness to the actual reality, which is that we’re astral mates.

She heard Lisa mumbling something. “S-Starlight…..” “Hello? Lisa. Lisa!” Grace sighed as she looked at her hand. The call disconnected. She tried again but Lisa’s phone was switched off. Orion. She had to find him.

Now Tran Thien An has completely fallen into the game full of pitfalls and probably will never get out. As for Khanh Dung, Dinh Quan told Tinh Ngoc about her. For the things she did, Khanh Dung faced many crimes, her life was also completely ruined. And these things can't be blamed on anyone because this is the result of her not being able to control her jealousy. But anyway, those are all things in the past, Tinh Ngoc feels that she just needs to focus on the present. Starlight Corporation Headquarters. The group has started working, every department is very professional and agile.

"Star Mistresses are always set apart. Had you grown up anywhere but that wretched Valley, you would know your worth. Know that you are wanted. That your men struggle as you do to stay away." I shook my head. "If Star Mistresses are always set apart, why do you think my men struggle to stay away? That doesn't make any sense." Ari chuckled. "You are bonded mates." She tipped her head to the side. "Have you seen your constellation yet? Watched it burst into glorious life in your mind?" I nodded. "You are inextricably linked. You all share power. That belly-deep yearning you feel is reflected ten-fold in your mates. They are drawn to you and your power."

His jaw ticked as his fists clenched and unclenched in anger and he gritted out, "Once a traitor, always a traitor." Inhaling a sharp breath, Lucas said in a cold, frigid voice that I had never seen him use before, "I, Lucas Cross, reject you, Stella, as my mate. You are a liar and a traitor who has plotted against your own race. You were forgiven once but you chose the same path again. Now, you have no right to be a part of our pack or stand beside me as my mate." Adeline's body went all rigid as her eyes widened in shock. We were still processing what just happened when right at that moment, a dagger flew across the room. It passed in front of our eyes in a blur, plunged inside Stella's ne

But deep down, she knew…. This wasn’t just any hunter. This was someone who had already brushed too close to her in the daylight. Someone whose shadow lingered on her thoughts long after he left the room. The cursor moved again, typing one final word before the screen went black: Cross. Elara sat frozen, the weight of her secret pressing down harder than ever before. For the first time, she wasn’t sure if her world had just ended… or if it had only just begun.

Cain says, not quite a question. Mrs. Holloway smiles enigmatically. "I've observed many cycles, in many capacities. This one is... exceptional." Before we can press for clarification, she reaches into her coat pocket and produces a small package wrapped in silver paper. "A solstice gift, for both of you. Something that belongs in your keeping now." I accept the package, carefully unwrapping it to reveal a small wooden box carved with familiar symbols—the Nightingale and Blackwood crests intertwined with astronomical markings. Inside lies an ancient key of unusual design, its metal so dark it almost absorbs light rather than reflecting it.

Tiny diamonds formed a ring of stars, cradling a silver crescent in the center. My breathing stopped. I had sketched that design when I was fifteen, in the corner of my old sketchbook. The day Ryan confessed to me, he had pointed at that drawing, his voice shaking. “Jane, one day when I have money, I’ll make this for you. “Stars always stay beside the moon. “Just like I’ll never break my promise to you.” Now he had finally made it. He just put it on someone else. On screen, Wendy touched the pendant at her collarbone and smiled shyly.

His face was wet. You did it, he said. She looked at the sky. The gold light was fading. The stars were bright. We did it, she said. The pack. Sol. Everyone. He held her tighter. I thought I lost you, he said. She touched his face. His skin was warm. You'll never lose me. I promised. He kissed her. The pack howled. Sol walked to the place where the black wolf had died. The silver wolf lowered its head. Its golden eyes were bright.

She called it the colour of bonding but now I’m not so sure, if she’s bonded to me, then what the hell is she doing to my mate? “She’s not an Omega.” Starling’s voice has taken on a mystic tone that she gets when deeply in tune with the magic she carries around her. “A Luna for sure but definitely not an Omega; I just can’t put my finger on what it is; she’s blocking my fire.” Starling looks back down at Faythe and lays her hands in the centre of her chest before muttering words I have no hope of understanding. Once she’s done, she reaches over and pulls the tube from my arm and then Fyathe's. I try to snatch it back, but Starling makes the bloody tube disappear with the flick of her wrist.