Stars Crossing Novels & Stories

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.

When Nicholas returned to the rental house where I had lived, he stared straight at the pile of newspapers on the ground. The dust all over seemed to be telling him how much time had passed here, and that no one had ever been here during that time. "Astrid... No, you wouldn't die..." His voice trembled as he slowly reached out and lifted a corner of the newspaper. A small, dried bloodstain appeared beneath it. "Ah!" Nicholas's legs gave way as he fell to the ground. He no longer dared to lift the remaining newspapers. He seemed to have stopped breathing as he stared blankly without any color on his face. What he had been afraid of and had always refused to believe had come true.

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.”

“This truth is ours, no matter what it takes.” The path spiraled upward, its translucent threads growing brighter, weaving fleeting glimpses of their journey—Kade’s protective embrace, Selene’s guiding light, Lucas’s defiant laughter, Bryan’s quiet sacrifice, Jessica’s mother weaving her first thread. The nexus’s heartbeat pulsed softly, blending with the star’s hum, a melody of love and loss that tugged at their souls. The starfield above shimmered, constellations aligning into a single, radiant pattern, yet a faint crack ran through it, like a flaw in the nexus’s core.

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.

And once a leader’s image starts to crack, it doesn’t stop until the whole thing falls apart. I called for a scribe.“One word,” I said. He dipped his quill, waiting. Agreed. Two days later, I took Kyle and one other soldier and together, we headed to the meeting point. REDD CROSSING. The land stretched wide and empty under a low gray sky. The air was cold enough to sting my cheeks. Each breath came out as a pale cloud, drifting and fading into nothing. We passed bare trees stripped down to bone, their branches scratching at the sky like claws. Once, we crossed an old bridge where the boards groaned under the weight of the car. The river below moved slowly and dark, swallowing the light.

He suddenly grabbed Simon by the face and lifted him up and I covered my mouth with my bloody hand as the broken glasses of the snow globe began floating at the sides of Zach, pointing at Simon’s head. “Scream for me…” Zach whispered and I fell silent, I felt afraid but I just wanted to run to Zach and pull him back to me. Simon began screeches when the glasses began penetrating his skin one by one with his body floating from the floor due to Zach’s hold on his head. No Zach… Stop… Kate moved and tried to hit Zach with a wood but he pushed her hard to the wall without even touching her.

Her lips were soft against his and it took only a fraction of a second to register that she kind of kissed him back. Before either of them could break it off, fireworks went off with a loud bang. Startled, the two of them disconnected. “Wow,” Keion said, a smile forming on his lips, “just like in the movies.” Somehow that loosened Ceanna’s tongue. She laughed slightly and said, “And now we will become inseparable.” He laughed too. Another loud bang sounded and he turned his head to look at the colorful display blazing across the sky. It really was as Nancy had promised. As he turned to comment on it to his last mistletoe participant, he realized that she had disappeared.