Star Crossing Novels & Stories

Every so often, a crow cawed overhead — like a reminder that life was already reclaiming what war had tried to erase. And still, the mark pulsed. It didn’t stop until we reached the river crossing. The water there was murky, running faster than usual, carrying the remnants of the last storm. I stopped on the bank and crouched down, dipping my fingers into it. The instant the cold hit my skin, something flashed behind my eyes — a vision, sharp and sudden. Fire. Blood. And a voice — the Luna’s again — whispering: “The bridge is not a path. It is a wound.”

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.

I said, peering at him. “They look happier today,” he said, and I chuckled, looking at the sand beneath my feet. “I wasn’t talking about the stars in the sky,” I said. “Nor was I,” he said, looking at me. “Have you heard about star-crossed lovers?” “Lovers who end up tragically?” “Yup. Don’t you think we are star-crossed lovers?” I felt a sting in my chest, “why so?” “We tragically love each other,” he said.

The fated mates stood at the crossroads, their eyes locked in a shared understanding. Their hearts beat as one, their connection unbreakable, and they knew that whatever challenges awaited them, they would face them together. The future remains uncertain, and the path ahead was fraught with peril. But they were no longer the same individuals who had embarked on their journey. They had been tested, tempered by adversity, and their love had grown stronger, transcending the boundaries of fate and forging a bond that defied all odds. Hand in hand, hearts entwined, Lyra, Xander, and Nathan stepped forward, ready to embrace their intertwined destinies once more. For the realm, for their love, and

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

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

The music played by the singing birds start to frolic cheerfully as the calming wind of the autumn blows the fragrant flower petals to the air. They exchange empty vows in front of the Darken races, made things real as if love intertwines their destiny. Conri and Aria hold hands together as they end the ceremony. It is not a blast as everyone expected, but, as the full red moon appears in the indigo skies, Conri suddenly snatch a kiss on Aria's lips. The crowd cheer in delight and leaves Aria in great surprise. Who would have thought that the solemned King of Darkens has an unexpected romantic side on his sleeve.

୨୧ ⏔⏔⏔⏔♡⏔⏔⏔⏔ ୨୧ What choice would Izzy make when her two worlds finally collided?

Adding messy stripes to the mess already there. They stood like that for long moments — panting, foreheads pressed together, hearts slamming in rough unison. Marcus finally moved. Slowly. Carefully. He stepped to the nearest tap and washed his hands under the cold stream. When he turned back, Ethan was already pulling his shorts up. Cheeks flushed. Eyes averted. Marcus stepped closer anyway. He reached out — softer this time — hoping for another kiss, liking it more than he could admit. But Ethan who was spent and breathing hard, moved away before the taller male grabbed him.