Stardust Vintage Novels & Stories

This smile comforted nobody in the room, but the dice had already been cast, "Then we will accept your proposal." Verra stood to her feet in excitement, outstretched both her hands and declared boldly, "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Falling Stardust Trading Company."

"Yes. So, when sister Kei is dating mas Rian. Mr. Langit used to talk to sister Aira, and she became the closest one for Mr. Langit. By the way, I skiped something, sister Keira is a model and an antique collector. If you've ever found an urn in Mr. Langit's house, it's a souvenir from her when he went abroad, and mas Rian, Sister Aira have it too. Fyi, sister Kei loves pink and orchids." Green brings her memories to things that happened before her marriage to Langit. Antique urn, orchids, and pink. No wonder the man had so many orchids at his house. While the antique urn she had seen was still nicely displayed in the living room. Green also very well remembered Langit complimenting her in h

Blakely Without elaborating Azrael plucked a little black bag from his pocket and tugged at the draw strings. A finely ground powder sat inside, sparking in a rainbow of hues the moment it hit the open air. I shifted back a step when he caught me gawking. “This is stardust. It’s a very rare concoction Orion created. It’ll transport us into the mansion of stars. Since I can’t trust you not to go bounding off into the forest, we have no choice but to use it. He’ll be rather angry when he finds out, so I’d steer clear of him once we arrive.”

“Wear that!” For a moment, Calleigh just stared at him, holding the sequined fabric close to her chest. Her heart was still pounding, her brain in a fog from his closeness a moment ago. Then she held up the tiny cocktail dress, metallic and shiny and silver. It was dead sexy, just like all the clothes she’d given away in Venice. “Absolutely not,” she defied him, lifting her chin. “I already told you. I’m not going to wear stuff like this anymore.”

"My God. Mrs. Layton's really something. Even her company's reed diffusers are more unique than everyone else's." Mack and the other assistants were on their phones, watching the livestream of Star&Ciel Group's press conference to boost the number of viewers. It actually didn't matter whether they were watching—there were already more than 500 thousand people watching the livestream, and the number was steadily increasing. Shooting Star was a line of reed diffusers with the four seasons as its main theme. The products for each season used flowers that corresponded to the seasons as the main ingredients. Different flowers were used for the top, heart, and base notes.

Thus, he reached out his hand and smoothed the wild strands of hair on her head. He felt a rough sensation through his fingertips and suddenly realized that Stella’s hair was getting drier and drier. No matter how much essential oil of the highest quality he used, he simply couldn’t restore it to its original luster. Even Stella’s skin was gradually drying up. No matter how many methods he tried, there was no way he could maintain her appearance when she was alive. The air-conditioning in Stardust Mansion had been turned to the maximum lately. Joan even had to wear her winter coat inside just to keep warm.

Ivory looked at her and sighed, she wanted to go back home so badly, she missed her phone, she missed i*******m and tiktok, she missed watching movies on TV why did she come to a backward civilization. ‘Take that’ Anita said throwing a random book at ivory which she caught. ‘What’s this?’ ivory asked. ‘A technique on how to hide or disguise your phase’ Anita answered. ‘I don’t need it besides there’s the library at the academy, I can pick any technique book’. Anita sighed ‘you are already in phase two you don’t want any one finding out about that and my technique book is ancient, the first copy ever made without alteration or mistakes, do you know how expensive it is, no amount of gold coins

When the last Stardust Blossom was placed in its box, I took out my phone and opened the calendar. On the date I had marked countless times as “Gift of the Moon Spring,” I drew a heavy, red X. Countdown: Twelve days.