Star Dust Cyoa Novels & Stories

Roxie will have my head when I leave here. About to close the book, a paper slips out from one of the pages. I scan it, noticing an odd symbol. It's a star enclosed within a circle. Underneath it there's some words written in cursive. Our existence, even our intellect, hangs upon the Lyovles. Their bloodline brings a devastation that only them can cure, unless washed off. What does this even mean? Hurriedly, I close the book, keeping it in its rightful place but not before hiding the paper within my uniform jacket.

⸻ MEMORY ILYAAN FIRST DREAMER ELIAN ⸻ The stars trembled. 🌌 ⸻ Then the final result appeared. ⸻ 😱 SAME SOUL DETECTED 😱 ⸻ The universe exploded into chaos. ⸻ Orion froze. ⸻ Lyra gasped. ❤️ ⸻ The Architect stepped backward. ⸻ Even the Nameless Hunger looked shocked. 🖤 ⸻ Because the truth was impossible. ⸻

My laptop chimed. Email. I sighed dramatically. “Five seconds.” I had managed exactly five seconds. Opening my inbox, one subject line immediately caught my attention. Greenfield Academy — Astronomy Discovery Program Reminder I frowned. Astronomy? I clicked. The moment I started reading, I remembered. “Oh.” Of course. Ava. Several months ago she’d become completely fascinated with stars after watching one documentary before somehow spiraling into constellations, galaxies, black holes, and asking me whether humans would ever have neighbours on another planet.

"Cry out all of your pain. I will stay here with you." ~ Stargem: Rewrite ~

"Oh by the way, my names Carson and the guy kicking my ass up stairs was Sky." "Irana..." I say awkwardly. Carson looks at the pantry for a minute before pulling her head back out. "Do you like Mac and Cheese?" I nod my head, wounding when I should ask what I was doing here, or when I could go home. Carson dances around the kitchen, grabbing a pot, shrikes as she nearly drops the pot on her foot, nearly drops the packet, then results to pocking things with her spoon as she sways on her feet like she was drunk.

Clarissa didn't want to cry anymore, she just wanted to be happy. Sighing, she redirected her attention to the daisy chain she was working on. After, she finished the last knot. She tried out her daisy chain on her head, it was a perfect fit. Dusting off leaves, and petals from her dress she lay back into the grass watching the stars. She searched for Orion; she had only ever seen it in textbooks so it would make a nice story to tell. Shooting stars were plentiful, and the planes that passed were a comfort to her as she sat there just vibing in the wilderness.

“They always say STARS IN THE NIGHT SKY” THE END.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

She arranged the surrounding pillows, creating a cozy nest for them to spend the night together. As Helena set the scene, Bruno watched with a gleam in his eyes, feeling grateful to share this special moment with his beloved. He approached Helena and helped her arrange the final pillows, their smiles meeting amidst the gentle starlight. When everything was ready, Bruno reached out to Helena, inviting her to lie down beside him. With a sigh of contentment, Helena accepted the invitation, feeling moved by the prospect of spending the night under the starry sky. Together, Bruno and Helena lay on the blanket, looking up at the vast sky dotted with stars. The surrounding silence was comforting, f