Tangled Stars Novels & Stories

“I’m already drawn to you—your warmth, your scent, the way your bewitching face ruins my self-control.” He was staring at the beautiful stars I could no longer see, reading our stars’ alignment. What amazed me, sorry, what frightened me, was how a single choice could shatter the world I knew. One decision, and everything changed. I had my sight a while ago, now I was in complete darkness. I didn't want to regret leaving now, but clearly I did. I never understood how fragile certainty was until now. Lucan inhaled sharply. “Juno…” Awe thread through every syllable. “Our stars… they’re intertwined. Not aligned—interlocked. Like they’ve been circling each other for lifetimes.”

In order not to arouse the suspicion of Yu Shao's department, he had to trouble Tang Jue to take care of the stars, so he had to ask Tang Zhi to go with him. "I'm sorry to trouble you." "Hi." Tang Zhi shook his head with a smile. "It's nothing. Anyway, I have nothing to do all day long. I have nothing to do." She held the stars in her arms and teased him. "Xingxing is a good boy. It's not hard to take care of him at all. He's a good boy." "Aunt... the floating wine." The star-like fleshy arm wrapped around Tang Lu's arm. The two of them were getting along very well. Gladyce felt at ease as she watched.

With a gasp, a nearby waiter turned and scurried to grab a broom. Thalía was suddenly standing next to him. She held out a small towel. Gabriel took it. “Gracias. (Spa for ‘thank you’)” “Gabri, you’re wasting your time with her,” Thalía said quietly, nodding toward Calleigh. “You’re going to get hurt, you know that.” “You’re wrong.” Gabriel wiped the blood off his hand with the towel. The cuts were superficial.

Hours turned into days. Ellie kept burning her candles. She was not a dull child. But the chances of her grades coming down was somewhat and unbelievably high. This is Shining Stars. Students who made it into this place and students that were still here are no just students that find their way in with long legs or hands that are outstretched. They have found their way in through the test of their intelligence. Even your parents won't be able to get you in. Even if you are transferred student, you will be highly examined before granting you access to the school. She does not know which grade she will take this time around. She has always been a B+ grade student while her sister is a partially

The urge to be rammed deep by consecutive, merciless strokes of his hardness inside of me still haunted my mind but I got myself under control somehow. It was bound to be a long night with myself alone with my thoughts which were mainly depressive. In that moment I was hit hard by the loneliness from Troy's misdeeds. I was heartbroken and it wasn't an actual breakup. How stupid? *** AIDEN I stood there with a hurt ego and a torrent of unfulfilled desires that felt like they would explode out of me at any point from then. It was hard not to be angry at that point as it felt like the whole day had been ruined by everything that had just happened in those few moments.

Dear Readers, As we close the final chapter of *Tangled Truths*, I find myself filled with gratitude and emotion. This journey with Lucas and Flora—from adversaries to soulmates, through betrayal and redemption, death and rebirth—has been an extraordinary one to share with you. Your messages, comments, and unwavering support have meant everything to me throughout this series.

“Great. Another riddle.” --- Lena weightlessly floated in the endless expanse of stars. The space surrounding her wasn’t gloomy, but vibrant with countless tiny lights, each one throbbing in sync with her heartbeat. She extended her hand, her fingers grazing one of the lights, and an instant surge of warmth enveloped her senses. A voice echoed through the space, soft yet commanding. “The threads of your destiny have brought you here, Lena. Do you see them?” “Threads?” Lena whispered, turning slowly. The stars began to shift, forming shimmering lines that connected one to another, creating a vast, intricate web. Each thread carried memories, her childhood, her cursed life, her moments with Ka

And in that moment, creation itself became something sacred— not because it was endless, but because it was felt. --- The Letter in the Stars Far above the Flow, the stars rearranged themselves into a new constellation— one shaped like an open book beneath a rising moon. It was not placed there by gods, but by the collective longing of all who had ever lived, as if the universe itself wanted to write a final note. It read, in light older than time: > “We remember. We forgive. We continue.” And the Blood Moon shone brighter, as if smiling upon its reflection.

My skin tingled. But my heart felt heavy. I was afraid he was just like all the others who tried to take advantage of me while I was down. So my voice came out cold and harsh. "What reward do you want?" Jamie gently turned my face toward him. His eyes shimmered with hurt feelings. "Just a kiss. Can't I even have that?" There was no sleaziness in his voice, and I felt a wave of relief. My cheeks were burning. "Jamie, this isn't right. We're not meant to be."