Stars Crossing Novels & Stories

Before I could understand what was happening, the bicycle tipped over and took me with it. I hit the ground, my palms scraping against the concrete, my bag sliding off my shoulder and spilling half of its contents across the ground. The laughter followed immediately, it came from every direction like they'd all been standing there waiting for exactly this. For a moment I just lay there, still stunned. I pushed myself up slowly, my palm burning, gravel pressed into the skin. My eyes went straight to the wheel, the bolt that held it in place was gone, it wasn't just loose.

“If she’s thinking like a Mirage, she’ll go somewhere no one can trace her scent. Somewhere mixed.” Lechandray leaned forward. “Mixed?” “Where all shifters overlap,” I explained. “The Crosslands. South of the Ridge.” Curt groaned. “You mean that dump where panthers and rats trade in secrets and stolen goods?” “Exactly.” Krav’s jaw tightened. “We’ll find her.” Haden looked between us, his voice dropping lower. “You really think talking will fix this?” “It’s not about fixing it,” I said. “It’s about reminding her she’s not alone. If we corner her, she’ll bolt or fight. I can’t risk that.”

signature. "You call it 'integration,' Dr. Cross," Sterling said, pacing the room with the practiced ease of a predator. "I call it an occupation. You’ve occupied our skies, our oceans, and now our laws. The people are terrified. They don't want a 'Goddess' in a mask; they want their world back."

Xander hugged her from behind, cheek pressed to her nape, and said, “We’ll find her.” She didn’t answer, but let his arms circle her until the panic ebbed low. *** Crossing the river was a ritual now, a test. This time, they let the twins run point, faces bright with the thrill of real danger. The fences buzzed, the world alive with the static of city and machine, but Carolina guided them past the dead zones as if she’d built them herself. Xander carried nothing but his borrowed medkit and a canister of black tea, knowing there was more power in civility than a dozen home-built bombs.

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.

He was determined to never be the reason behind her woes. *** The crossroads were tinged with a subtle orange of the setting sun. The chickens had already retired into their coop for the night. Bhoomika stood in her backyard, gazing longingly into the distance, as if expecting someone. There was a power blackout, and it was quite dark and eerie. She wasn’t quite sure, but she thought she could see a faint movement in the distance. She strained her eyes and soon enough saw someone closing in. It was the tall, handsome stranger from the train, the one who entertained her with his theatrics every day. He paused outside the fence and smiled at her.

Yet, I still crossed it. I know I had to find Lily. I had no choice but to find the girl. I shifted once I crossed, knowing that my black pelt will make it more obvious I was not part of their pack, but I will be easier hidden in the shadows. I ran through the trees, picking up the faintest scent of Lilacs. It led me further and further away from safety but closer to Lily. That was… up until my senses got overwhelmed by the smell of coffee. O crap…

Wind howled through the gap, making the entire structure sway dangerously. "We'll have to find another way," Luna said immediately. "That bridge won't hold all of us." I walked to the edge and examined it. "The structure is compromised, but passable for one person at a time. We cross individually, spacing our departures by three minute intervals." "Thelma, no." Xavier grabbed my shoulder. "Look at it. Half those boards are missing. One wrong step and you'll fall." "The probability of successful crossing is approximately sixty three percent if proper caution is exercised."

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You