Swallowed Star Novels & Stories

She said, raising an eyebrow at him. "Who said he was a pirate? Making assumptions about the poor Captain. Can I finish the story Love?" He said trying hard to keep his face straight. " By all means." She chuckled. "So as I was saying. The gods answered the Captain's request and plucked seven stars from the sky and arranged them into a beautiful crown. As they were ready to leave the fiery red headed at the dock. The Captain gifted the crown to her. He left her there but not without letting her know that if she stood out on the dock at night. The stars on her crown would light the way to her. He would find his way back to her, always." He said the smirk no longer on his lips but replaced by

Then I spread my arms and legs and turned in circles, allowing the moonlight to hit every inch of my skin. My stomach grumbled with murder, rejecting every bit of what I had swallowed. But I would rather die than throw it up. This was my only hope. I incessantly swallowed my saliva, indicating to my body that the only direction was down, and it had another thing coming to it if it even thought about sending anything up.

One year ago. Star picked the glass which had a golden liquid in it. She brought it closer to her mouth and looked at Javes. Javes smiled sadly. "Don't worry, he will come to you if he survived." Star glared at the glass and then drank it in a gulp. It had a tangy flavor. Javes smiled and turned to pick his phone. At the same time Star bent and threw the liquid from her mouth in the small flower pot. Javes turned towards her with confusion on his face. The next second he smiled.

Kat's POV I came so hard tears were rolling down my cheeks as I laid flat on the bed. He was still between my legs drinking me like he was on the brink of death and my nectar held the key to immortality. "Shaw" I whisper out feeling too dazed to form any other coherent thoughts. I had never been eaten like that before and I certainly hope it's the first of many. He looked up at me licking his lips clean. I pulled him towards me pulling his shirt off of his bulky frame. I fiddle with the button on his pants as he kisses me. The taste on his lips is heady and warm and very me.

The words tumbled out of her mouth in an instant. “All you have to do is put your fingers inside the wound and pull out the bullet.” Star was glad he didn’t bother asking if she was sure, instead he poured alcohol over her hands and motioned to the hole in Maximus’ flesh. The warm gooey feeling of his blood was foreign and she swallowed a reflexive gag as she dug her fingers deeper. Her middle and index fingers were almost all the way in when she felt a hard, yet smooth object. “I can feel it,” Star shouted above Maximus’ howls, fighting against his thrashing.

She said, not believing she has agreed to something so childish but she was hungry. "We're going to start together okay." "Sure." She nodded. "Now let's count. 1, 2,3.......10...13, 14 and 15." They count each spoon they send into their mouth without swallowing. Destiny's mouth was so full that she couldn't breathe. "Now let's swallow." He said between mouthfuls and showed her the watch. The food stretched her throat, she struggled to swallow it down, her eyes went red. It was choking her now. Tears pulled at the corners of her eyes and trickled down. The food won't go down smoothly.

I stared at it uncomfortably, unable to look away. “There's just something wrong about that,” I muttered. He glanced furtively around, making sure no one was looking, then snapped his tongue out like a whip. I yelped. It wrapped around my cone and shot into his mouth like measuring tape on the rebound. His jaw unhinged like a snake as he swallowed it whole. “Aaah. Oreo. Like manna from above..” I gawked, utterly disgusted. “You're repulsive.”

“But just know this is all you’re getting for a few days. I have a business trip.” He watched as she slowly crawled towards the bowl, shaking with each movement. Hanging her head low, her dry and matted hair hanging around her hollow face. Most of it had fallen out from malnutrition, but what she did have was a single, giant, tangle that could never be undone. As she reached the bowl, she sat down and looked at the man.

It swallowed every other noise…the ticking clock, the lamp’s low buzz, even Chris’s heavy breathing. It swallowed the night. I turned toward him, terrified and frozen all at once. Star’s small body arched as if pulled by something inside him. His hands curled into claws. His back rose and fell like he couldn’t get enough air. I watched in shock as his eyes, once warm brown, bled into a bright, glowing gold.

"Let me do this. Please. It’s the only thing that makes sense to me now." Above them, the stars shimmered like the tears that fell freely from two pairs of eyes.