Stars Shining Bright Above You Novels & Stories

His mother greets him goodnight before going back to the other villa. Jay is still awake, sitting by the window as he sips on his drink. The sky at night is a fascinating and beautiful sight. When he looks up during a clear night, he can see a multitude of celestial objects. The most prominent feature is, of course, the stars. They twinkle and create a beautiful backdrop that spans the entire sky. Apart from stars, he also notices the moon that appears in beautiful shape.

And high above them all— the Quiet Stars shimmered brightly in the daylight sky. Watching. Remembering. Keeping their promises.

Shama sat beneath the moonlit sky, the cool breeze caressing her skin. She gazed up at the full moon, its silvery glow illuminating the vast expanse of the night sky. Myriad stars twinkled around it, like diamonds scattered on black velvet. Shama wondered which celestial body she most resembled: the lone moon, shining brightly in the darkness, or the countless unknown stars, twinkling beside it, their light unseen by most.

I would work hard to ensure I helped protect it from threats in any way that I could. He bumped into me and looked up. The moon and stars shone so brightly up here. It was so much brighter and clearer than it had been at the training grounds. The stars looked like they were placed there just for us in this moment. Snowflakes dropped onto the blanket of night. They were magnificent.

I sit on the balcony’s floor and placing the champagne next to me. The starlight shining, they were so bright and fill the empty sky. Dwell on the beauty of life, watch the stars and see yourself running with them, my grandma always says those words every time I’m having a bad day. I think that we are like stars. Something happens to our life and we think we are dying and about to explode, but we’re actually turning into a supernova. And then when we look at ourselves again, we see that we’re suddenly brighter than we ever were before.

Together we stood under the returned stars, mother and son, looking up at the heavens that had finally remembered how to shine The stars burned overhead, eternal, patient and impossibly beautiful. And I stood under them. Just Luna, a woman who had walked through hell and somehow found her way back to the light. Just human. A fully grateful human. And it was everything.

Only the sound of the party inside and the cool night air. "You know, it's really beautiful tonight...” “Huh?” I look at Eya. She points at the sky. “The stars I mean.” I followed her gaze, and indeed, the sky was filled with stars, shining brightly in the darkness. There was no moon, but the stars made up for it, twinkling like diamonds against the blackness. Eya gazed up at the stars, a smile on her face. "I love nights like these," she said, her voice soft and dreamy. "The stars are so bright and beautiful."

An orange spark rising from the streets. Then another. Then ten. Then hundreds. My breath catches in my throat so much so it hurts my chest. Thousands of sky lanterns rise from the city below us like rain falling upward. They drift higher, glowing warm gold against the black ink of the night. Because we are so high up, they don't just float above us, they float past us. We are suspended in a river of light as if Nero has reached into the sky and dragged us both into the center of the Milky Way.

I wanted to feel him touch me. The lights in the Lake House dimmed and slowly turned off, the darkness enveloping us. I looked up to the heavens, feeling his breath on my neck. The stars twinkled in the clear sky, constellations and planets glimmering in their eternal dance. A splash of light illuminated the sky, followed by another and another. Colors exploded against the stars, streaming fire from the sky. The crowed oohed and ahhed as the night sky was filled with color.

Jullious growled and rubbed his arm harder. “So, it isn’t royal bedding, but at least it’s better than out on the trail.” “Father?” “Yes, Yvayn?” “What is that star up there that we have been following?” He was pointing with his finger toward a bright light high above the treetops. The clouds had finally parted enough to see through them as they rushed by. “That is Nellus, the white guard, I believe. I’d have to see the other stars to be sure, but I am not getting up now.”