Starco Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"You're honoring my choice, even though it's destroying you. That takes more strength than fighting." "It doesn't feel like strength." His thumb brushes across my lower lip. "It feels like slowly bleeding out." I kiss him again, softer this time, savoring. "Tell me something happy. Please. I need to remember you like this, not just the pain." Stark is quiet for a moment, then smiles slightly. "There's a female rogue who keeps bringing me food because she thinks I'm too thin. An old elf named Elara who tells terrible jokes. Marcus, the alpha, is actually decent despite looking like he could crush skulls with his bare hands." His expression softens. "And every night, I dream of you. Sometimes

Certainly, the Northstar Pack would love and embrace her, and she would have a perfect name like Britney or Stephanie. They’d fall in love and have a huge, lush wedding followed by a more primal mating ceremony in the forest. That would be just the two of them, and no doubt, Bodie would be so desperately in love with his new mate that they’d lose themselves in the wild and not resurface in civilization for weeks. By then, surely his Luna would be expecting their first child or children, and Bodie would forget all about his mission of pity directed toward Claire.

“I have been thinking about it for so long. I mean, I am finally going to have a room. A big one! With a window, my own space. And I will have a job in the palace too. A real job with actual pay and benefits and everything. We will be able to stay together forever, Liora. Can you believe it?” I won’t be a rogue anymore.” Her unadulterated joy warmed my heart. I pressed her hand and replied. “You deserve all of that, Stacy.” “Oh, yes!” Stacy added, lowering her voice in a shy-but-giddy way, “About Damon and I… we are dating. Taking it slow. Just trying to get to know each other better.” “What?” Before I could say anything, Damon’s dramatic sigh drifted back towards us, loud enough for the ent

Star His words don’t make sense. My whole body feels like it is on fire. I’m an ordinary girl. I live an ordinary life. All of this is unbelievable stuff. Stuff of gangster movies. “He wants you,” he repeats glumly. “Me? What do you mean me?” He covers his face. “Fuck, Star. Do I have to spell it out to you? He wants you … your body.” I frown. “My body? Why would the owner of a gambling club want my body?”

This is the same scene I witnessed with him! “Stella, look. This isn’t---.” “So this is my karma?” his face looks bothered, confused, he didn’t get what I’ve just said. “Come on Tristan, we’ve encountered these years ago, didn’t we?” My hands are trembling but I still continued to ask him with honesty. “Stella, what are you talking about?” “Don’t play dumb Tristan! WE PLAYED THIS ROLE SIX YEARS AGO!!” a shock on my voice got me so whipped, where are we? Ah, parking lot! Same scenario, fucking same scene!

Instead, I press it flat against the table and close my eyes, breathing shallowly. Roxy was given a two-year ban from Snowfall Pack after she pushed me so hard I fell and lost my first child with Miles. The same child that forced Miles to mark and claim me as his mate and Luna. But both Mom and Miles claimed Roxy wasn't in her right frame of mind, that she went berserk when she heard Miles was taking me as Luna because I carried his child.

“ Marc , actually…….I have lo…. “ said Luna but the silence surrounding them was interrupted by another person . “ Marc , here you are . I have been looking for you everywhere . Thank you for waiting for me . “ said Stella with a bright smile and beautiful face . When seeing the beautiful and sweet Stella , Luna smiled bitterly . “ Luna , hello ! “ said Stella smiling brightly . “ Hi…. “ said Luna , forcing herself to smile . “ Marc , we have to get going now . Is there anything wrong ? “ said Stella looking at Luna . “ Everything is fine . I was just feeling a bit down because of the rainy weather . “ said Luna . “ Oh , I see . We are going now . Do you need a lift ? It isn’t a problem if L

She gently traced my tombstone and whispered, "You are the starlight that vanished from my sky." Finally, my soul began to fade. Thank you, my sister.

They said King Alaric was a stone monster who ate the lives of his brides. But then I heard Leo’s scream as the wagon started to move. I didn't have a choice. I ran to the back of our small hut and pulled up a loose floorboard. Hidden underneath was a small spool of golden thread. It wasn't normal silk. It glowed with a soft, warm light. It was the Starlight thread, the source of my illegal magic. In Solvalla, weavers like me were hunted. If the King found out what I was, he wouldn't marry me. He would hang me.

Make the whole school believe the captain had finally picked someone worth keeping. And every second I’d remind myself: this is fake. This has to stay fake. Because if the real feelings I’d never fully killed off started leaking through… I closed my eyes, forehead dropping to the steering wheel. This was already more complicated than I’d bargained for. And we hadn’t even had our first fake lunch yet.