Star Crossing Novels & Stories

It's leaves are a vibrant red and catch the fading light beautifully. My mate wipes at some tears on her cheeks, then leans down to place a bouquet of wildflowers at the base of the tree. Celeste places a token of her own, a sealed photograph of her parents. I recognize the photo as one I saw on the walls of the Cross house ten years ago. A wedding photo of the happy couple, though this one is not splattered in blood. I have no idea where the young she-wolf got a copy of it from. Both sisters kneel on the dirt besides this shrine made to their parents. I can smell the salt of their tears, and my mate pulls her sister in close for an embrace.

at the end of Verra's sentence a massive green pillar of mana shot into the sky. "What? What is that?" An uproar began around them. People began running towards the shelters, thinking the Falling Stardust was under attack. "It's coming from the Hurricane territory," Eloise called out. "Xasha!" Verra shouted in excitement and took off in that direction. While in the air, she saw a shadow passing from the corner of her eye and stopped. She around only to see a beardy and unkempt Xasha staring at her with disbelief in his bloodshot eyes.

You claim it's not in the cards And fate is pulling you miles away And out of a reach from me But you're hearing my heart So who can stop me if I decide it's on my destiny? I see tears welling in her eyes as I come face to face to her. But I sing. And sing. I can't let her go. Won't. What if we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine Nothing could keep us apart You'll be the one I was meant to find

The morning sky stretched wide and soft, painted with streaks of gold and delicate clouds. It was the kind of morning that whispered promises—of joy, of love, of forever. Inside Charlotte’s house, laughter filled the air like music. The scent of flowers and faint notes of vanilla-scented candles danced in the corners of the bridal room.

As if he saw potential star-crossed lovers as interesting test subjects rather than actual people facing impossible choices. When dinner ended and students began dispersing to their dormitories, Ronan found himself walking back to Northwind Hall with his mind spinning through the evening's conversations. Bea's practical strategic thinking, Ian's sophisticated political theorizing, and underlying it all, the memory of blue eyes meeting his across a courtyard and the world stopping entirely. Somewhere in this Gothic fortress, Juliana Capulet was probably lying awake wrestling with the same impossible realization that was keeping him from sleep. They were mates. Destined by forces beyond their

The crossing is happening. “Kieran, no—!” I screamed. The pull wrapped around his back like a hook. “Stay! Fight it with me!” “I am fighting!” he roared. “But it’s stronger than me!” My hands slipped. Just a little. It was enough for air to get between our palms. I was so scared. “No, no, no—give me your hand! Your hand!” He reached out. Our fingers touched. Then we missed. The dark space jumped like a wave.

We looked through many books when suddenly Nina shouted at me. "Scarlett, I found it!" She said and I limped over to her. She was scanning the page quickly and I started reading it with her. The Crossed-Out Half Moon also known as The Ex-Luna. The mark comes when her mate mates with a girl that shares the same DNA as her and when he also marked her. The Ex-Luna will have this sign etched into her left ankle. It will firstly be an L that is crossed out when her mate mates with her sister or any girl that shares the same DNA as her then it will change from an L into a Half Moon after he marks her. It will all be crossed out with a red X.

Xander asked, his voice thick with a father’s fierce, protective love. Evangeline looked at the golden eyes of her daughter, seeing the strength of the pack and the wisdom of the stars reflected within them. "Astra," Evangeline said, her voice multi-tonal and serene. "Astra Lyra Cross. The star that leads us home." The chapter ended with a panoramic shot of the planet. The teal clouds were gone, replaced by a sky of deep, peaceful violet. In the St. Louis Arch, Emma turned to the cameras and smiled, the news of the birth already rippling through the "Unity-Feeds."