Starfire Comic Book Novels & Stories

I can no longer control my response even though I know it's wrong. This time, the white light is a combustion of energy that ignites the room. The heat is everywhere. I scream in pain - the burn so intense my flesh seems to melt. Tyboll's roar is no less painful. He falls against my back and holds me to his burning flesh as his shouts continue. We are dying. The Goddess is punishing us.

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

“I’m sorry this will hurt Star, don't try to stop it. We’ve gotta shift now.” I felt my legs snap and my arms. I cried out in pain before my back made a sickening pop. I crumbled to the floor for a moment taking my time to adjust. I stood slowly looking down at myself.I was human again and very naked. It was freezing out here. I didn’t have the chance to breathe as I felt pain all over. I looked over at Cain crumpled up on the ground. I had to do this quick. I, Star Whitlock, of the Blazing Moon Paxk reject you Cain Finch. I held my chest feeling like someone was ripping it out, this pain was excruciating.

Small pieces of his shoulder were turning into sand right before my eyes. "No, no, no," I cried, pressing my hands against his chest. I tried to pull the starlight from my mark, but nothing happened. I was too tired. I was too empty. Suddenly, I heard footsteps. They were slow and deliberate. I looked up, expecting a guard. But it wasn't a guard. It was my brother, Leo. But he wasn't wearing his weaver’s clothes. He was dressed in the black armor of the Umbra Knights. He held a sword that hummed with a dark, purple light.

It takes all of my self-control not to reach forward and steady him, but a drake must make his way into the world if he's going to prove what type of dragon he will be. As I send little notes of encouragement to my second newling, the oldest of this brood has already shed the last of her shell and is looking up at me with the biggest black eyes I've ever seen, like falling into pools of night. Her red scales and glowing white fin tell me that she's going to be a Starfire dragon, less fire, more star. "Welcome Bellatrix," I grin, holding out my hand for her to crawl onto. She crawls forward, placing her head on my hand as she rests and I marvel at the wonder of new life. She is a little mirac

A celestial entity fated to fade every fifty years. A falling star. A fallen star, whose descent grants desires—a cosmic dance of wish-fulfillment that unfolds without fail, an intricately woven performance that defies time. Just as I fade, I am reborn—a tapestry woven anew. This cycle persists, relentless as the march of time. Humans, like stars, bear the burden of mortality. Born to perish, stars and beings alike. We explode, we fall, we rise—our existence a catalyst for dreams, our descent a catalyst for hope.

You have no idea! Nathan staggered to his feet as he sent a fleet of ground spears flying at me. I snapped my fingers and my jewel vanished. With just a thought, I set it in sword form right behind Nathan and attacked him with the simple swipe of my finger. Just to add to his misery, “Starfire Blitz!” I hissed as hundreds of drops surrounded him. I snapped my fingers and they exploded in a magnificent display.

"I hate to say it, but probably Titus. You and Titus are the only shape shifting vamps I've ever met." "Oh, my God ..." I replied, placing a hand to my forehead. "I hand delivered Zac to him! What have I done?" Tears slowly slid down my cheeks. "I have to go. Thanks, V." "Star, wait a minute," he said, grabbing my arm lightly. "Let me go in with you. We can bust him now! With the two of us, we can go in and get Rick and Zac out and kill that son of a bitch!" "No," I said calmly, with my hand on the door handle. "If we go in with guns blazing, he'll kill Zac for sure, and possibly Rick and Annie, too."

Their minds rushed with questions. “Vanessa, you have been adopted by Mrs. Vanns.” Vanessa’s face lit up with excitement as she jumped up. “Wait, there’s one more. And then you two can go pack your stuff.” Vanessa sat back down, waiting for the other girl to be announced. “The next one is Maia! You’ve been adopted by a Mr. Sween.” Maia’s eyes lit up but then were replaced by fear. Who was Mr. Sween? Why did he want her? Does this mean she and Jasmine can’t be friends anymore? Maia started shaking with worry as she stood up and Jasmine gave her a big hug, confusing Maia. She had never been hugged before, but she liked it.

She asked as she looked at him, slightly puzzled. “Yes and no,” he said as he ran his fingers through her hair and spread it out on the pillow behind her. “We are still human, just different from most humans. However, we are the same as well. I know it is hard to distinguish the hows and whys of that statement, but I know you know that already. Our kind is rare. Very rare. I have done a lot of research on the fact they mostly end up with total humans, and as far as I found, you and I may be the first pair of star dust children who ended up together. We will be on our own timetable. Our human side has its higher needs that have to be met, but so does our star dust side. I did notice that star