Starco Broken Novels & Stories

“Hey slowly down, give them time, I know that brother of yours, he could fix everything.” “Are you sure? I want them to end up together.” He rifles my hair. “Little flower, we could only wish but the goddess had the final decision, if they are made to be they will find their way back to each other hand…” he said before he pulled me into his embrace, I laid between his legs. “Sometimes love is complicated.” I tilted my head to him “How is Brake, is he fine?” I asked, he pressed a kiss on my head. “He is broken and scared, we could only wish that the goddess fated Stacy to him, that is the only way he could feel secure…”

The air was freezing, biting through the iron walls of the cab. We were in the high north. "Forty-nine nodes are active," I said, turning back to Cord. "There is one left. The keystone. To close the circuit and permanently lock the global fault lines, the fiftieth node has to drop." Cord nodded slowly. He reached into his heavy leather apron. He didn't pull out a raw teardrop of iron. He pulled out a heavy, perfectly spherical orb of completely black, matte iron. It wasn't chaotic ore. It was Starved Iron.

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

he growled as he kick the tree in the forest. My eyes moved to him, having so many questions in my head as I stared at him, “Carter said that Stacy went to meet up with Brake and then she returned having that forceful smile with her heart Broken. He said he thinks Brake officially broke up with her.” Richford’s voice lace with pain as his tears kept coming down.

"You planned this from the beginning—bringing a broken bracelet, staging the whole thing to make it seem like I smashed it on purpose. “You wanted to turn everyone against me, to make them sympathize with you and resent me. Am I wrong?" Janet’s heart nearly stopped, but she quickly forced herself to look confused. "Stellar, what are you talking about? Why would I break a four-hundred-thousand-dollar bracelet just to frame you? That’s ridiculous." "Drop the act." Stellar’s voice was calm but sharp. "That bracelet’s box was made from impact-resistant material. There’s no way it would break just from a simple fall, unless it was already broken before you even handed it to me."

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Jaymianne asked her secretary whilst placing another tea. Cheslea crouched beside her and held her hands. She smiled, reassuring that her boss deserved everything accomplished in her life. "What makes you think that?" "I don't have siblings and my parents died leaving the bankrupt company to me. My life has become a mess ever since I met that man." "You deserve everything, Jayme. The money that passed to you and the company you restored. We don't have much staff but we still operate because of the clients who trusted you so don't think that you aren't worthy of your achievements."

Eventually, Skylar’s car exited the highway and took a small road far from any residential areas. “Are you sure we’re on the right track?” Mario asked. Skylar remained silent and kept driving until he stopped in front of an old, abandoned factory surrounded by rusty barbed wire fencing. Skylar felt his heart suddenly race, as if he were in danger. “Hey, are you okay?” Skylar clutched his chest. He felt it more clearly. "Aslan...he's in danger." Mario’s eyes widened in shock. “What?!” ***

That was what he ate for breakfast. Being near Lily, so close to the goal he’d held close for the last month, longer, even, was bringing him back to life. His knuckles were split and bloody. His boots were covered in dirt and gore. This was who he was – and he would never back down again. “Thostle,” he called sharply, breaking his locked gaze to glance out of the wide hallway they stood in. “What, Affande?” snapped a male voice, the owner of which remained out of sight.

He was all about shocking the hell out of me today. “Oh, come on, Harlow. It can’t surprise you to hear me say that I realize I should’ve never broken up with you to be with Starla. I mean, obviously, regardless of what I was feeling at the time, she is a psycho, right?” “You’re calling the mother of your child a psycho?” I asked.