Stars Crossing Novels & Stories

Gazing out the window, he observed a desolate landscape, a river stretching about 50 meters ahead. "Are we at the Stewart family's estate?" Alexander inquired. Peering out, Xyla explained, her expression slightly grim. "Once we cross the river, we're nearly there. However, the road ahead is impassable for vehicles, so we'll have to proceed on foot." Exiting the cars, they joined the crowd at the riverbank where various Stewart family members had gathered. A sudden sound drew their attention as a figure dashed across an iron cable spanning the river using the Rapid Torrent Cale Crossing technique.

I arch toward him, my fingers threading through his hair. Back to reality. I closed my eyes again, trying to ignore how my body still thrummed with the ghost of his touch. Tomorrow, I'll be Audrey Lane again—professional, composed, in control. I leaned my forehead against the cool window glass, watching London fade into the distance. One night of passion with a stranger. No one would ever know. And I would never see that man again. But little did I know how wrong I was.

LOVE IN THE CROSSFIRE Florence A.S Chapter032: Secrets unveiled. Tensions are beginning to rise between Mr. Rodrigo and Spencer, as Spencer breaks the marriage between Kara and himself. In a short while, the news was all over New York City. Kara has refused to talk to anyone or see anyone for weeks as she was heartbroken and trying to heal.

“You’re going to fix it.” She almost laughed again. “Fix it? Damon, there is no fixing this. The Crosses are everywhere—media, law, finance. The only thing to do now is ride it out and pray they get bored.” But even as she said it, she didn’t believe it. The Cross family didn’t get bored. They got even.

Nicholas muttered to himself before quickly dialing Madison's number. The moment the call got through, Madison asked, "Is Astrid still nowhere to be found? Several of my collaborations have been canceled, and I've also lost my endorsements!"

Third-Person POV Meanwhile, Xavier had his head down as he tended to Tiffany's arm after her allergy flared up. Red rashes covered the entire length of her arm, and she'd even scratched some spots to the point that they were bleeding. Xavier held up a cotton swab, his movements gentle. "Does it hurt?" "A little," she replied. "Hang on a little longer, okay? We're almost done." His phone buzzed in his pocket. He fished it out and glanced at the screen, noting the message from Serena that read, "Let's break up, Xavier."

My only saving grace was that the door was wide open, so I doubted he’d try anything. “Are you ok Miss Cross?” he questioned. Something clicked for me. “How do you know my name?” “It’s on the register,” he replied. I raised an eyebrow at him. “Except it says Hunt on the register.” He scratched the back of his neck, bringing my attention to his delicious arms. “Lucky guess?” There was something strange going on here, but I ignored it as I smirked, walking up to him. “Mr Cage whose full name I don’t know, you’re coming off as a stalker right now.”

The air turned cold, thick and pressing down on them like the storm cloud that would not burst. As they ascended, the ley lines appeared; not as physical things, but distortions in the air. The firmament above rippled incomprehensibly, hues running together in kaleidoscopic patterns. Odd whispers drifted around them, broken words spoken in tongues they had never before heard. “What is this place?” Lucas groaned, clutching the knife with tight fists. “A crossroads,” Selene said, looking out over the horizon. “Where worlds overlap. Where power flows unchecked.”

The chasm extended out underneath them, its profundity covered in obscurity. As they crossed, the bridge began to sway, the mist swirling around them. Clara felt her heart race, but she focused on the connection she felt with Marcus and her friends, their presence a reassuring anchor amid the uncertainty. They moved as one, their steps synchronized as they explored the thin path. The bridge squeaked and moaned, but they squeezed on, their assurance determined. With a last thrust, they came to the other side, venturing onto strong ground once more. Clara felt a surge of comfort, her heart hustling with adrenaline and victory.

At seventeen, Damien Delta severed all ties with his best friend. Without a single word or explanation, he cut Harrison Kane, out of his life completely. For years, Damien stayed on the circuit, masterfully calculating his schedule to make sure their paths never crossed. When dodging Harrison became too difficult, Damien quit driving altogether, stepping away from the track to build the cars instead. He thought he was safe behind the scenes. He was wrong. When the Delta empire faces complete ruin, Damien is forced to break his own golden rule. Dragged out of retirement for SLAT—the most prestigious, brutal racing tournament in the world—he has to step back into the driver's seat.  And