Starless Nights Novels & Stories

“It's your fault. Why did you have to wait till the sun was up? Look how sweaty you are.“ She pouted, dabbing my sweats with a towel. “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.“

Nine Months Written by: Death Wish @2021 The night sky was clear except for the dark clouds that were about to envelope the full moon. He was there, standing on the rooftop of the tallest building in the city, and his deadly stare never left the moon. He couldn’t wait any longer.

Some spiral symbols were also decorating his head, starting from the top of his skull--since he was bald, they were noticeable--ending up below his eyes. "No, I told you! My name is Sirius! The brightest star!" the boy shouted as he pointed his finger towards the sky. The shimmering sea of the universe, although unfamiliar compared to the one he was used to, was the only thing that made the boy feel nostalgic about his former world. If only that geezer stopped calling him Astar, it would be great. "Astar!" the man repeated as he shook his head and pointing toward the sky too. "No, I am Sirius!"

She sat herself back against the body of the tree and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she seized this moment to rest. Amidst the overwhelming mixture of emotions, Rowan leaned her head back and gazed up at the sky. For the first time in days, the clouds had all but dissipated and the nighttime sky was illuminated by the stars in the heavens. Rowan’s eyes were locked on their beauty; despite the terrible things that happened recently, the stars shone elegantly with a distant brilliance, as though they had transcended beyond all the darkness of this world.

On the second floor of the café was where Gianna lived, together with her brother. Shira bit her lips, pointing at the TV mounted at the side, increasing the volume from the remote on her hand. The concert of the decade is coming your way! One of the greatest bands of all time will once and for all, grab their instruments and microphone to sing our memories. Orange Sky, together with some guest bands will give us one night, singing all their greatest hits! More details of the concert will be released by Mojika Label soon. Stay tuned! “Whoah, is that really happening?” Apollo shook his head, his eyes full of amusement. Just like Shira, he could not contain his excitement. “Dang, I loved that

★。＼｜／。★ VANESSA DAVIS ★。／｜＼。★ I sat on my bed, my laptop in place as I read through the post I'd written just moments ago. /Metropolitan Muse Hey, Muse Squad! I’ve seen falling stars before—small streaks of light cutting across the sky, gone before you can even make a wish. But last night? Last night was different. Dusty Creek continues to surprise me. I expected quiet nights, crickets singing in the distance, maybe the occasional hoot of an owl. I didn’t expect to witness an entire sky full of falling stars, each one burning bright before vanishing into the darkness.

Aqua stated quietly, staring at the sky. Looking at the tiny cluster of new stars, she showed Dawn where they were. “They’re already up there. I’m seeing fourteen new lights tonight. One of them is shy and reserved, and one of them is loud and annoyed. Three are dull and silent, but the rest are sleeping peacefully.”

Claire ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Eleven Years Ago... Stars and dark blue sheets... I've spent countless nights counting every single one of these stars. One hundred and twenty-three tiny luminous dots scattered across the expanse of these dark blue sheets. At this moment, I'm not here. I'm far away, lost among the stars. I close my eyes, imagining myself twirling among them, each twinkling a distant universe, each gleaming a moment of serenity far removed from this reality.

“Twenty nights,” Kai Lennox murmured against Damien’s lips as they stumbled out of the elevator and into the penthouse at 11:49 p.m. The words felt heavy, almost sacred. Twenty nights of the same addictive rhythm, and yet tonight it felt different deeper, more settled, like the pattern had finally locked into place and refused to be broken.

The night was shrouded in darkness, with the moon casting an ethereal glow on the surrounding wilderness. I was alone, sitting on a piece of moss, my eyes fixed on the celestial carpet above me. I became obsessed with studying the stars, finding consolation and a sense of familiarity in their sparkling glow. Little did I know that tonight, under their watchful eye, I would stumble over secrets that would shake my world. The night had started like any other. After a tense battle against rival wolves, the pack that had kidnapped me retreated to the camp. As a prisoner, I was expected to follow all orders, but my fascination with the night sky was an escape from the reality of my situation.