Star Crossing Novels & Stories

Chloe’s voice rang like a bell, commanding the crowd’s attention, “allow me to present—The Scarlet Promise.” Her words unfolded like a spell: “The kiss of eternity, woven in red. Crimson cords entwined with silver constellations, binding love to the heavens. At its center burns a radiant star-shaped jewel, fractured yet more luminous—like a heart once broken, now remade. From it dangles a drop of scarlet fire, recalling sorrow’s ache, yet also the spark of a vow reborn. Passion becomes prophecy: love that falters, love that endures, love that rises again in greater flame. The Scarlet Promise is not only a memory of love, but a testament to love rediscovered—fragile, eternal, eternal, and thr

Sasha and Alec found themselves at the intersection of two shimmering paths, each leading to unknown realms in the cosmic expanse. The celestial energies hummed with anticipation as they exchanged a glance, acknowledging the weight of the choices laid before them. "Sasha," Alec began, his voice a steady undercurrent to the cosmic symphony, "we stand at the crossroads of destiny. The paths before us, they hold the echoes of countless possibilities. I can feel the weight of our choices shaping the very fabric of the astral realms."

Chapter fourteen: The choice between all things Dawn’s first pale light filtered through the stained glass rose of Saint Brigid’s, painting the nave in hues of sapphire and garnet. Isabelle and Alexander emerged from the crypt, their silhouettes flushed by the purifying fire they had ignited. Yet before them lay a far greater trial: the choice between all things.

I responded with a glare. The shorter staff cleared his throat. "If you'll both kindly show us your key cards, we can straighten this out." "gladly," I huffed, shoving mine forward. Mr. Smug did the same, sliding his out with infuriating calm. the staff scanned both cards, their brows furrowing. My stomach churned. Finally, the shorter one looked up nervously. "There's been a double booking. Both of you are registered to this suite." I blinked. "You've got to be kidding me."

My vision blurred as I hit the ground, rolling hard against the rocky path. “Elena!” Jace’s voice was sharp, panicked. He was beside me in an instant, but before he could reach me— A chain lashed out. Silver, pulsing with eerie light, it snapped through the air and wrapped around my ankle. A vicious yank sent me sprawling backward. “Elena!” Jace lunged, but another chain cracked toward him. He barely dodged, his body twisting midair as he landed on his feet, teeth bared in a feral snarl.

"These straws decide life and death. The short straw represents the younger son. The long straw represents the older son. If one breaks, it means that soul has been destroyed." Now the long straw that represented me had broken. Amanda quickly picked it up. Her hands were shaking. She looked helplessly at Carla and Mick. "If the straw broke, does that mean Harry's soul..." "That's impossible!" Carla immediately cut her off. Even though fear filled her heart, she desperately tried to comfort herself. "Everything has been fine for all these years. How could something suddenly..." She took a deep breath. But she couldn't finish the sentence. Standing at the doorway, Simon had seen everything. Hi

It was a stupid thought, but a part of me wanted to scream; Yes! Yes I'll marry you, Dylan! What? I didn't ask him to kneel down... he could have literally done anything else instead. The whole scene looked too romantic for my poor aching heart. He stood up and handed my books over to me with a sheepish smile. “Sorry once again. Lucia, right?” Oh fuck, he knew my name! He knew my naaaaammmmmeee! Somebody, just kill me now, at least I'd die knowing the love of my life knew I existed.

IT'S JUST STARING! The End...........