Novel & Cerita Starco Fanfiction

“Stacey, you look like …” “A goddess,” my brother purred beside me. Her cheeks blushed a pretty contrast to the blue. From this angle, I could see she wore a matching sapphire ring on one hand. “Thank you, baby,” she batted her lashes, flicking her hair over her shoulder as Jaden captured it, pulling it to his lips to kiss her. “May I steal my best friend away?” I snicker seeing Jaden look at his mate like she hung the moon and stars. “If that is what she wants,” he gritted out eventually, she pulled him in for a sweet kiss, which my brother had no problem deepening into one I didn’t want a front-row seat for. I coughed several times before they came up for air. Stacey blushed again as Jaden

He went back to sit on the chair, lips curled in a smirk, eyes locked on me. I tightened my jaw, staring at him silently, tears streaming down my cheeks. He already destroyed my father's house. What more does he want? “Why are you doing this to me, Henry? I did nothing wrong to you.” My voice cracked. “What did you do to me…” he mumbled, leaning close, eyes locked on me. “What did I tell you, Adele? You are mine, Adele… Mine!” I tightened my fist, dropping my gaze. My mind went blank for a moment. I just knelt there, staring at the floor.

“Thanks Diana. You're an angel.“ She gave her hair a dramatical flick. “I know.“ “Crazy.“ Having cooled-off a great deal, I began displaying the oysters on the table. “But what happened to you?“ Diana asked. “You're never the type to arrive at the market this late.“ “Last night's dinner was another disaster. Lots of thinking got me staying up till midnight. Plus, I had to crash on the couch because I didn't wanna face the monster in my room.“ “Megan?“ “Who else?” Diana laughed, like I'd just was cracked some jokes. It got me a little irritated. “What the hell is funny?“ “You're one hell of a daring girl, bold enough to dream of having equal right with the rich. But you dread your sister so b

Stellar suddenly asked, frowning. Coco explained, “She’s someone I met at a bar. It was the night I found out about Xavier’s feelings for you. “I lost control, went drinking, and she happened to sit with me. She comforted me and kept feeding me the idea that you were the one who had hurt me…” Stellar’s eyes narrowed. “What did she look like? Was it a man or a woman?” Coco thought for a moment. “A woman with heavy makeup… “In a bar like that, if it had been a man approaching me, I would’ve been more guarded.

But now… She turned to look at the empty villa, a bitter smile appearing on her lips. Today was Xavier’s birthday—the last birthday she would ever spend with him. She had made a feast, waiting for him to come home. It wasn’t until 3 AM that Xavier finally walked through the door. “Why are you still up in the middle of the night?” His voice was ice-cold. Starla held out a small ring, her eyes full of hope. “Uncle Xavier… happy birthday. “This is my gift for you.” “Starla, I have a girlfriend. I already have a wedding ring. Open your eyes and see clearly.” Xavier looked annoyed as he raised his left hand, showing his ring finger. Then, he tossed the ring she had given him aside.

Sam asked, folding his arms. “He cast a spell on me that the next man I met, who had never met me before, would fall in love with me and think that I was his fated match. Likewise, I would feel the same way.” “It must not have been a very powerful spell,” I said, “ since the two of you never really did get along.” Starla swallowed so hard, I could see her throat moving from across the room. “I’ll give you that. Anyway, I know who the guy is. Like, if I saw him again, I’d definitely recognize him. But I don’t know his name.”

"Beef? No, not at all. You see, Star, the woman who got into a fight with Ms. Hawkins last night, is actually the daughter of one of my close friends. Since she was a tiny squirt, I have seen her mature. Starr isn't the kind to lose her temper, but she may be a little crazy at times. A few years ago, her fiancé—that Bush kid—became quite close to another lady and nearly called off his engagement to Star. Suddenly, however, that girl fell in love with Thorne and abandoned the Bush lad. According to Mr. Roland's account, Vesta had once meddled in Starr's relationship with her fiancé, but she had retreated after moving up the social scale by being associated with Thorne. But Mr. Roland wasn't t

I didn’t knock, I didn’t even pretend to be polite, I flung that shit open like I paid rent here. And immediately wished I had worn blinders. Because there they were. Naked. Tangled together. Glowing like fucking celestial royalty. Silver star tattoos shimmered on both of their arms. I squealed like an unhinged pixie on moonshine. “Oh my GOD. You’re...YOU’RE FUCKING STARWOVEN?! No fucking way! Oh my stars and shadow, CONGRATS! Yay-yay-YAY! I’m so freaking happy for you!!” Aster blushed so hard she practically lit on fire, giggling as she ducked under the blanket. Kyren just smirked like the cocky bastard he was and tossed me a wink. “Can we… uh… get dressed before the full update?”

Stella stuttered, crying badly, her breathing became heavy with every word that came out of her mouth. "I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you but it seems like fate has decided something else for us, Damian. I am sorry. I am so sorry for breaking your trust. I am really very sorry for breaking your heart into pieces. I guess some dreams never come true. I guess mine was that one. After witnessing everything with your eyes, will you ever be able to forgive me, Damian? ", Stella questioned, tears flowing continuously from her red swollen eyes. ****

“If this is a lie, we’ll burn it down together.” The path wove tighter, its gossamer threads growing warmer, weaving visions of their deepest desires—Kade and Jessica married under a starlit sky, Selene reunited with her lost love, Lucas forgiven by his father, Bryan alive and whole. The nexus’s heartbeat pulsed softly, blending with the star’s hum, a melody that promised forever but felt like a lover’s false vow. The starfield above shimmered, constellations forming hearts and hands, yet a faint shadow slithered through them, like a crack in their trust.