The Star Seed Novels & Stories

Brandon screamed as he rushed up the stairs, his thunderous footsteps echoed through the two storey penthouse, he burst through the door "out! Before you find my secret stash" He continued "Secret stash? What secret stash? " Tyler asked clearly amused by his best friend "If I tell you it won't be a secret anymore now, will it? " He asked with sass "Spill for a pack of Costa biscuits" I bargained His eyes lit up and I knew he wouldn't reject my offer " My secret stash is filled with belongings of celebrities I'd fuck if given the opportunity, now give me Costa " He rushed out in one breath

“Coming Mum.“ I yelled for the umpteenth time, but didn't move an itch from the worn-out marble floor I laid. My gaze was still fixed on the small television which was just few metres away from me, with my chin on my hands for support. Excitement had the best of me and nothing else seemed to matter at the moment. It was that period of time that comes every year when the 'Greygott conglomeration' makes an exemption for a lower-class to get admitted into the prestigious Greygott high-shool. They make a pick from the application letters sent by over a thousand lower-class kids. It's somewhat pathetic that such number of persons struggle to get just one position. But on a second thought, you can

she said. "You can still go to the space station, located off the outskirts of C-space. They are quite good at what they do and you'll be able to spend some time as you prepare for your mission," her father explained. Christine’s tablet beeped and she saw a classified file appear. "Your reputation is going to be your biggest asset, Christine." "Did you say C-space?" she asked, looking at our orders. "They have been at war for a millennium. They aren't also a part of the Federation." She was worried as she read through the files.

Seraphina, her wings spread protectively, murmured, "The Void's emissaries are here, sooner than expected." Alec clenched his fists, determination etched on his face. "We stand our ground. We protect the Heart." Elara, reaching into her robes, drew out a seed, which she held aloft. It began to glow, emanating an aura of pure life energy. "This is the Seed of Genesis from the Verdant Expanse. It might help counter the Void's influence."

Beckoning for me to come sit at the chair, he cleared his throat, and strummed a random note on his guitar to warm up. "Okay, okay," He said, clearing his throat. "I will now be serenading the love of my life." I laughed, barely holding back my tears. "And I will be singing to you, one of my own creations. I wrote this song as an ode to your beauty. And it is called — a handful of stars." ________

This place was near a lava lake, so some plants will grow that thrive in high-temperature environments. They found quite a few useful plants, some even some thought to have gone extinct in Semeria. They wanted to find seedlings and seeds of these plants, to plant them back in their HQ and have an endless supply. Their most amazing discovery was a red velvet plant. This was a flower that could make a tea that would help compress mana inside the energy sea, strengthening it.

Suddenly all the stars seemed closer. Maverick couldn’t control himself anymore. His other hand impatiently ripped the dress off her, shredding it into two as the straps fell down her slender arms and gathered near her hips, exposing her mounds that perked up with the glacial touch of the night breeze. A thrill of delight and anticipation went through her as Maverick lifted her off the bed in one powerful movement, flipping her on the bed so that he could eye her from behind. His breathing ragged as she gasped and before she could move, he pressed his palm on the small of her back pinning her down with his rough hands and pressed his clothed erection against her ass.

Seas in places she had never seen. Mountains she had never climbed. Witches singing to blazing comets. Children laughing as sparks fell harmlessly around them. This Seed was not a weapon. It was… potential. Increased sensitivity to the sky’s moods, perhaps. An ability to feel when cosmic hinges shifted. A way to anchor the world a little more securely when the stars themselves changed their dances. The light dimmed. Settled. Her heart beat. Once. Twice. Stronger. She blinked. The courtyard swam back into focus.

And with one decisive stroke, she severed his life, releasing a pulse of dark magic that dissipated into stardust. As Malrick’s form crumbled, Selene stood taller. The final thread of Orion’s darkness had been cut. Her people cheered—not in bloodlust, but in relief. The last of the past had been laid to rest. Callista approached, placing a glowing crystal in Selene’s hands. “This,” she said, “is the Seed of Starlight. It is time to seal the realms.” Selene nodded and walked to the sacred altar at the center of the Citadel—the very place where the Moonborn prophecy had first been written. She placed the Seed at its heart and began to chant in the ancient tongue.

No guns; just long, hooked spears. “The Gardeners,” the Auditor whispered, face grey with fear. “They don’t want power for machines. They want it to plant new worlds. They’ll destroy this planet to get it.” One Gardener stepped forward and raised his spear. The tip’s glow grew brighter. “Give us the Seed,” the Gardener’s voice echoed inside June’s mind. It was a command. “The human race failed. You stole the fire and burned your own house. The Seed belongs to the stars.”