Novel & Cerita Star Crossing

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

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."

I looked up at the full moon hanging in the sky, and my thoughts began to drift. Six years ago, under a moon just like this, Willow had pulled me over from the side of the road on a whim—just to spite Luther—and confessed to me. Back then, I really believed it was a stroke of luck. I had always had a crush on her and believed that as long as we were together, I could, one day, win her heart. Yet over the past six years, she had broken plans with me time after time because of Luther. He forced his way into our lives with stubborn persistence. It wasn't that I had never thought about giving up, but after Willow gave birth to Naomi, I once believed she might return to our little family.

Notifications flooded the screen so fast the numbers blurred. I opened the top one. It was a video. It showed me head down, my earbuds plugged in as I walked fast across the quad. Jace and his group were around the corner. My shoulder slammed into his chest then I stumbled, his hand instantly reached out and caught my arm to steady me. Someone had slowed that part down; made it look deliberate and intimate. The caption read: “Hockey captain meets his mystery girl #CollisionCouple” Comments poured in underneath.

"Any sidhe can work that kind of magic on a human but to cast it on a fellow fairy is impossible for all but King Keir. So, you must be the new princess, his half-human daughter." "I am." I waved it aside. "Tell me more about this magic. You're sure that we can trust it to keep Bress on our side?" "Yes," she said gravely. "He will stay under your enchantment until you release him. The magic is called star-crossing and those under its sway are the starry-eyed. It's one of the few magics which can only be undone by the caster." "Very witty; starry-eyed." I chuckled, and she moaned as I accidentally shifted her. "Oh, crap; I'm sorry. What's your name, anyway? I'm Seren."

Xander and I say together, and the flames of the candles rise up, creating a circle of fire around us. “Let the love that these two have for each other bind them together for the rest of eternity,” Meadow says. “Let our love bind us together,” we say and two pieces of cloth move out of the bowl that Meadow has, coming into the circle and wrapping around our clasped hands, holding them together. “If you are willing to bind yourself to this person, say the words that will seal you together for the rest of eternity,” Meadow says. I start. “I, Maeve Cross, willingly and purposefully bind myself to you, Alexander Holstin, from today for the rest of eternity,” I say and I watch as tears pool in hi