Star Vs The Season 3 Novels & Stories

They always were. I knocked before I could change my mind. "Come in." Kael's voice. Clipped, professional. I pushed open the door. All three of them looked up from the massive desk covered in maps and documents. Kael stood at the head, Riven leaned against the window, and Cassian sat perched on the edge of the desk itself, I don't know what Cassian and Riven where still doing here, I thought they would have gone to their pack after the mating ceremony but it's been 3 weeks now.

Lily's expression changed. "I don't know what you're talking about..." She edged behind my mother. "I've never been here." Mrs. Grace smiled. "Then how did you find this place?" She turned and pulled up a segment of security footage. The timestamp was three months ago. By then my wolf was nearly gone. I had almost nothing left: no taste, no smell. I couldn't eat. My limbs had gone stiff, and I barely had the strength to lift my arms.

On our wedding night, my wife, who almost never drank, got wasted because she was supposedly too happy. Just when I didn't know what to do, my best friend sent me a long message explaining how to take care of her. I blushed, but I still followed his instructions and soothed her the way he described. Natalie, who had been making a scene, miraculously quieted down. But just as I was about to call my friend and thank him, Natalie suddenly hugged me from behind. Heartbroken, she whispered, "Ashton Hawke, you're the one I wanted to marry." As she said it, the tattoo near her heart slipped into view: a hawk with its wings spread wide. My mind went blank. Ashton Hawke was my best friend of

“Sit. For a short while. There is no further work required of you tonight. It is not an order in the same way the others have been. I cross the floor and sit, spine straight, hands folded in my lap the way the cottage taught me to hold myself when attention turned my way. The silence that follows is different from the working silence of the day. It has weight, but not the same sharp pressure. He looks at the darkening glass of the window rather than at me, giving us both a small measure of distance. “The stars are clear tonight,” he says after a moment. “In the border country, did you watch them often?” The question is so unexpected that for a moment I cannot find an answer. “Yes. When the d

Katherine Thomas Chapter 1 There is only one planet that we know of that holds life. It is the Earth. Our home. However, there is a small percentage of the population that never lost their true parentage. They know where they really come from, and it isn’t Earth’s perfection. They are called to watch the stars. They can see the differences that the normal humans can’t see. They instinctively know they came from the heavens. They are the ones who call themselves the Seeds of the Stardust.

“I will never be your mate. You can’t have me, and I will be the end of you three and your ridiculous pack!” With that, I spun on my heel and stormed out, my fury propelling me forward. ** Three days had passed in a blur. I had been so busy that I didn't realise three days had passed. So far, everything has gone well, and the Alpha triplets have not caused any problems. They left after the confrontation I had with them three days ago, and by the looks of things, I doubt they would return anytime soon. Everything in the pack had returned to normal, and the lockdown had been lifted, and so far, I've done an excellent job of avoiding Anderson, even though we cross paths almost every day at pack

Coach gave me one last, disappointed shake of his head before he closed the heavy oak door behind him. The boardroom grew entirely empty, the bright fluorescent lights buzzing overhead in the quiet space. My knees finally gave out. Ace Callahan—the future Alpha of the Silverclaw pack, the undisputed king of the ice, the monster who had survived the coven's silver chains—fell straight to his knees on the polished marble floor. My head dropped into my blood-stained hands, a rough, choked breath escaping my throat as the dark, hollow reality of the morning settled entirely over my chest.

His stare—his eyes—were ringed with divine silver starlight now, like it was permanent, like his body decided it. Caleb and Jace ran the lower decks. Celestial auras, steady, keeping the freezing dampness from creeping too close. Still, the Crimson Court doesn’t do “unguarded.” On the third day, right before evening, the sky above us tore open in a violent rupture. The oppressive black fog got pierced by this sickly, pulsing crimson glow. Then a massive, unnatural hurricane dropped onto the fleet. The Black Sea answered with thirty-foot swells, stacked and furious.

"How can I stay married to a woman I do not know?" "She said she was soul poisoned. That's why she used the forbidden Majyk to transfer our souls." Catherine countered with a frustrated sigh. "I could say the same thing. I never expected to have one husband, much less three." Silence fell over the pair, and Catherine gazed out at the darkened sky until the clouds parted and her eyes widened. One, two, three, four moons?! One was a crescent, one half, the other a quarter, and the final was a full moon. It was so beautiful; she felt mesmerized. A hand touched her shoulder, and she turned to find Gunther staring at her with an annoyed expression on his face. She winced, but there was a gentlene

I stared at my grandma in confusion and she said, "Those three men are the sons of the three betas who once pledged loyalty to your grandpa. They are now the Alphas of their different packs but they hate each other. I know that this is difficult but if you can get close to each one of them and get them to make peace with each other, you will be able to unite all three packs and find out who our real enemy is." I sighed, "I'm afraid this isn't possible grandma." "I understand if you don't want to do it but why do you say something is impossible when you haven't even given it a try?" My grandma asked.