Starco Broken Comic Novels & Stories

But considering the fact that Aubrey was frantically crying she let it slide. "I'm Stass, Kat's friend." She said blankly which caused me to lightly chuckle. Why? I have no idea "Nice to meet you Stass, Kat can we please go." She asked with pleading eyes Before I had a chance to respond, Johnson rushed past me and grabbed Aubrey's arms. And then everything clicked. Stass looked at me very confused and I gave her the 'long story' look. She nodded and then left us to handle our drama. {song recommendation: Landfill by daughter}

But Lucas, as if consumed by rage, grabbed her hair and slammed her onto the glass coffee table. The sharp sound of shattering glass, accompanied by Lilith’s scream, echoed through the room. Shards of glass flew everywhere, cutting into Lilith’s face. Blood gushed out, staining her clothes red. Her brother rushed forward to save her, only to be met with a brutal punch to the temple from Lucas. He groaned, fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then laid still. That punch took his life instantly. Lucas stood in the wreckage of the living room, letting out low, chilling growls.

They were too absorbed in looking at the monument and remembering that night to notice my paralyzed state. I was also remembering that night. But another moment, before I fell into the fountain. *** [Flashback on] “Heigh-ho, Heigh-ho, It's home from work we go” I could see Tom stumbling along singing the song of the seven dwarfs from Snow White, laughing like a hyena. I was laughing too, we all were, with all the alcohol in our systems even the air was funny.

She finally turned to look at me. "How do you do it? Carry the weight of everything without breaking?" "Who says I haven't broken?" I smiled sadly. "I'm just good at hiding the cracks." "We're a pair, aren't it? Two broken wolves pretending to be whole." "Maybe. Or maybe we're two whole wolves who've been damaged but survived." I took her hand. "Either way, we're still standing. Still fighting. Still here." She squeezed my hand, and for a moment, we just stood together in comfortable silence.

A deafening roar echoed across every reality. The Source’s eyes widened in alarm. "No"The two streams of light froze before touching. Far beyond the battlefield, the constellation suddenly began breaking apart. One star after another went dark. The Source looked toward the heavens with growing horror. “My child’s final gift” Its voice trembled. “someone is destroying it.” Before anyone could react, a single arrow made entirely of black crystal shot through the sky. It struck the center of the constellation. The heavens exploded, and an unfamiliar voice laughed from beyond the broken stars. “You finally believed the story was over.”

The one who now wore the mantle of the bat and used the plane propelling laser beams towards the disfigured monster of pieces of beings forming hands, mouths, pieces of legs, a huge creature under the control of the queen bee. This time the clown, not showing up, not even Luthor, not at that time and not in sight, but a new huge bang and a new break-in at Cadmus and a robbery at Lex Corp. When, Astro-Star flew and with a huge beam a piece of a building throwing towards the creature. It was several times that he heard a bang and with that the creature, its mouths and eyes released rays that threw him several meters away from the wreckage. Those around him fell from his hand towards the ground

She smiled as it reminded her of her own town in Italy. Then, Stella stopped at the sidewalk before she was about to cross the road. She turned to look at her left and right before she turned to look at the left again. Then, confident that there was no car approaching, she walked across the road to get to the famous café. But she did not hear the car that was honking on her as it was speeding toward her. Stella turned to see and it was too late to prevent it. ***** “I am telling you, that old man was tough but you’re tougher,” Zack said before he was smiling at Xavier who was smirking at the newcomer. Zack has been found surviving the attack of the rogue two weeks ago and they also discovere

UNKNOWN POV The night seemed cold and peaceful except for my troubled mind. Standing at my balcony with a glass of scotch in my left hand, I could smell numerous passers by walking on the pedestrian lane bumping into each other. Not caring who they come in contact with. I could see and hear vehicles honking which expresses the drivers impatience and arrogance. Looking up ,I noticed there were no stars visible in the sky and no moon. Just the thought of Star being with Alex pisses me off. Flashbacks of Alex kissing and hugging Star came through. Gripping the glass in my left hand with so much force, I broke it with my bare hands. I felt nothing, no pain, just the smell of iron . But I was ble

is it coming from then I looked at the direction where Shattered Inkopolis is located and the presence there was at its strongest when I looked at Shattered Inkopolis *"could this presence be Darkstar?"* I asked myself. I looked at Bridie from Boscage Maze nuzzling me she knew that I was worried "don't worry Birdie, I felt a worrying presence from Shattered Inkopolis likely a friend of mine" I said stroking Birdie. As I turned around I was shocked to see 31Darkstar, I remained shocked for five seconds before I soften myself "Darkstar still worried about me" I said with soft chuckle, looking at 31Darkstar. Darkstar have been worried about me since my disappearance back during 2020 to 2025. I

"The one at the entrance! It's made of star-metal!" "It's too far!" Leo yelled. "Not if we bring it here!" I ran to the control console on the wall the ancient panel Wulfric had shown us years ago. "How do you close the Iris?" I screamed. "The lever!" Damian pointed. "The red one!" I grabbed the heavy iron lever. I pulled with everything I had. It stuck. Rusted. "Help me!" Damian threw his weight onto it. Leo grabbed it too. Three of us pulled. CLUNK. The gears ground. Above the sphere, the ceiling opened. A massive, segmented iris made of star-metal plates began to descend. It wasn't a door. It was a lid. "It's closing!" Leo shouted. "Get back!" The iris descended, wrapping around the spher