The Star Seed Novels & Stories

It looked like nothing she’d ever seen on the market or in the labyrinthine alleys of the undercity: a hybrid of technology and seedling, as if a newborn planet might burst from it if threatened or loved enough. Lyra had taken up post at the roof hatch with a battered crossbow, eyes never leaving the horizon. The rest of the crew, those unlucky enough to be inside at dusk, orbited the windmill interior at a manageable velocity: running diagnostics, taking inventory, breaking and mending things in the old cycles of survival. Even Wyn, usually game for any oddity, hesitated before touching the seed. “You think it’s for the garden?” she asked. “Or,” Xander countered, “for the grave.”

I turned to him. My forehead furrowed. "Why a star? E, you can also be a moon." "I want to be a star because I want to be with you. I know that many men are drooling over you and they are like stars. If you'll be the moon then I'll be one of those stars beside you, admiring you. " We stared. Deafening silence. My heart pounded. With that force, I think Thyro can already hear that. Fortunately, I could not stand because I knew my knees would soften. Damn. What is happening to me?

- Taming Faye ( English & Taglish version) - Starved Passion ( English & Taglish version) - Her First Mistake - Sweet Bastard - Fire& Gasoline: When Spanks Flies Faster Than Sparks - Indebted To The Billionaire Alpha - Mated To The Kinky and Dominating Alpha I hope you read and enjoy. Thank you💜💜

But I won't force her, not now, not ever. And how do we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine And nothing can keep us apart 'Cause you are the one I was meant to find It's up to you, and it's up to me No one could say what we get to be And why don't we rewrite the stars? Changing the world to be ours Claire sings the last verse and I know. I understand her and I can feel her. It's like she flows through me. She looks into my eyes as she sings.

She is known as the Angel of Desiderium. " That's nothing! I'm cold right now. I'm wearing this thin clothes for almost 4 hours and the aircon in this place is f*cking high!" Coraline said, A 20 year old woman. She is also one of the stars of the Desiderium bar. She is known as the Star of Desiderium because of her remarkable performance in every show she has. " We still have 2 hours left before the rehearsal finishes and after that we need to take a shower and get ready to perform, Immediately " Coraline said out of annoyance.

What was wrong? "Earth to Theo? Hello?" I waved before him as he looked spaced out for a moment or two. "Uh..yeah. I am here, sorry I totally spaced out." He shuttered shyly. I can see that. "That's alright!" I smiled and continued eating the garlic and cumin rice with some healthy salad in the side which just came, Thank God for that. I was about to faint cause of starvation. "Hey, Here is a crazy idea. Maybe you should move in." He said in a rush not thinking clearly.

There it is, my name! This time I will definitely make sure to bring my father's favor back. My name is placed in the bottom of the glowing board and beside it is a triangle symbol. "Hey Cyrvian what does this mean--?" I asked Cyrvian who I was expecting beside me but I saw him completely shocked to what he saw, and this also made my reaction worse than him. His name is on the top, written in way darker gold. Beside it is a star. "You got it to the top!"I cheerfully told him.

when he asked about the food, he looked at Joshua, for an explanation since he knew Joshua found the vegetable farm. Joshua noticed all eyes where on him now, not just Baji’s and then he explained as quickly as possible “umm, I just wandered into it. I didn’t do anything special, anyone could have found the garden.” Baji nodded, fully understanding and then he looked at Damien for his own explanation. Damien didn’t say anything, but when everyone continued to stare at him, he sighed and began talking. “I and Desmond found ours as well. But rather than a vegetable farmland, ours had more of trees , apples, mangoes, bananas you name it.”

My head was too full, my heart even fuller. Sayora stopped suddenly and crouched, parting a patch of moss with the tip of her knife. “Starleaf,” she murmured, voice calm and precise. “Rare, and only blooms after a storm. Look closely, child. See how the edges glow faintly silver? That’s how you know it’s still fresh.” I was tempted to ask why she had buried the words that left my mouth. “I know.” She had said. But then she moved on from it like those words never left my mouth. I did too for a brief moment.

One of them hissed low, revealing sharp, gleaming fangs—something no human should have. “Who are you…?” I barely managed to speak. One of the men stepped forward. His nails grew into claws in an instant—sharp as blades. His voice was deep, distorted, like an echo from a dark abyss. “The seed inside you... it must be destroyed.” Thump. ***