Star Platinum Requiem Novels & Stories

I looked at the Luna Certification Agreement in my hands and secretly penned Lilith’s name into the mate column. Alexander, since you love her so desperately, I will grant you your wish! Reaching out, I snatched the wolf-fang necklace that symbolized my single status, turned around, and walked away from the sacred altar. There wasn't a single shred of grief in my heart. Instead, an indescribable sense of liberation washed over me!

The stars above twisted into spirals of light and shadow—patterns that mirrored the old Blood Moon’s heartbeats, but broken, imperfect. > You made harmony, but harmony is just control with music. Nareth’s flames crackled. “Show yourself.” A figure stepped out of the air— tall, translucent, its eyes like mirrors reflecting every color of creation. > I am Requiem, it said. The rhythm between your rhythms. --- The Philosophy of Requiem Seren stared at it. “You were born from the pause?” Requiem tilted its head, smiling faintly. “Born from what you left unclaimed. Every silence holds a possibility. Every note hides a dissonance. I am both.”

he said and handed me a file. “Okay. Track down Diamond next.” I said as I went through the file. “Boss, your weapons and armor are ready. Black painted Desert Eagles with black bullets. Black spandex and mask made from mithril ore. Your sword were also infused with adamantium and mithril ore making it extremely durable even against M60 machine guns. We have carefully collected 10 black roses. Everything is ready for your departure.” Starlet said. He acts my right hand man and he commands respect in the KWE organization.

“The rebels are a complication. We don’t know who’s pulling their strings, but we can’t ignore them. They’ll want to use the chaos to their advantage, and they’re already positioning themselves to take control. But they don’t know everything. They’re just pawns in this game, just like us.” Eva clenched her fists, her frustration mounting. “But how do we stop them? How do we stop the Empire?” Ryder leaned forward, his gaze sharp. “We go to the Citadel Obsidian. It’s the center of their operations. The final stage of Project Requiem is there. And Lyra... she’s the one they’re using to control it all.”

" Silently, I looked at her angry expression. "He's gone—gone with the baby." The nurse covered her mouth, looking apologetic. "I'm sorry." I smiled and shook my head, but my gaze fell on Chloe Bennett's latest social media post. In it was a man with a cigarette between his lips. He was shirtless, his sculpted abs illuminated under dim lighting. His head was lowered, one hand unbuckling his belt—impatient, almost desperate. The caption read, "When the earthquake struck, he rushed to me without hesitation. The fireworks in the sky bore witness—from that moment on, we belonged to each other."

Simon advised wearing a smile on his face. "How do I show gratitude to the same people that murdered my parents?" "They did murder your parents but it was out of self-defense... Your people started the war but we're victorious and no survivors were left only little kids like you were spared, after so many years you become Luna and you want to vent out all the hate now that you're Luna... That's ridiculous" Simon chuckles,

The man chuckles, “Yep that sounds like Peyton. What’s your next move?” “Haven't decided yet. One damn thing for sure Beauden isn’t the one for her nor does he deserve a mate with so much power. That is if what you told me is correct about the gold triquetra on Wisdom’s right thigh.” Whitman glances at him.

Leo asked, his face turning pale. Elara looked toward the glowing sphere in the distance, the beacon of the United Cities. "More than you have, Leo. We need the Primal Marrow-the original source of Liquid Silver. And according to Sarah's maps, the only place it still exists in its pure form is in the Catacombs of the First-Born, right below Halloway's office." The Shattered Peace

The goal, naturally, was to enhance his attainment. He held the jade plaques against his forehead and channeled his consciousness through it to absorb all the information. "Star-grade mid-rank training technique: Grandiuno Treasured Notes. Provides comprehensive training and is unparalleled in killing. Highest level of training is that of a supreme saint." After reading the description, Severin turned to the second plaque. He absorbed the details again as before. "Star-grade mid-rank combat techniques, Sky-Soil Heptagold Sword Energy..."

The rhythmic thrum coming from the stars was no longer a faint echo; it had become a localized weather pattern within the Silver Moon Palace. Every time the sixty-beat signal pulsed, the silver vines on the obsidian walls would ripple with a soft, gold light, and the very air would taste of ozone and stardust. I stood in the High Spire with Maya, my Tempered Heart drumming a steady sixty beats per minute in perfect synchronization with the celestial greeting. Maya was suspended in a state of deep resonance, her violet eyes wide and glowing with a permanent, golden luminescence that allowed her to see the "Resonance Invitation" for what it truly was.