The Stardust Thief Novels & Stories

The day before the college entrance exam, the class belle everyone adored stepped onto the podium. "I wasn't going to tell anyone, but I couldn't bear to let you all miss this opportunity. There's a hidden rule in this year's college entrance exam system. If you soak your answer sheet, it'll be transferred for a special manual review by top universities." I froze, staring at her for a long while before finally blinking dumbly. In my previous life, those exact words had been enough to make someone as dull as me lose my composure for the first time in my life. I ran to get the teacher and stopped the entire class from soaking their answer sheets. In the end, the class belle failed the exam

He laughed at that, and the vibration in his chest sent a shiver down my spine. Still holding me, he turned the black stallion around and slowly headed home. The sunset stretched our shadows long across the golden field until they overlapped and merged into one. I looked at the shadows, and a ridiculous thought suddenly popped into my head. "Actually… Maybe this isn't that bad." The thought terrified me, so I immediately nipped it in the bud. "Wake up, Summer Reed! This is showing symptoms of trauma bonding! He's a madman and a kidnapper!" I screamed to myself.

Every breath felt like inhaling crushed glass. ​Yet, my frozen fingers remained clamped tightly around the heavy, black velvet pouch tucked deep within my innermost tunic pocket. It didn't just contain the Starlight Quicksilver Jace had stolen. During my desperate flight through the Western palace, I had taken an even greater risk, infiltrating my father's private sanctuary to steal Supreme Alpha Richard’s personal royal crest stone—a jagged, obsidian relic pulsing with an eerie, hidden warmth.

I thought that after this incident, he might finally learn his lesson and stop pulling this kind of stunt. Unexpectedly, another delivery showed up outside my door that evening. I took it downstairs and tossed it into the trash along with the garbage from my apartment. When I came back upstairs, Derek was once again standing outside my door arguing with a delivery driver. The moment he saw me, he pointed a finger in my direction. "Was it you who stole my food? You pathetic freeloader. I caught you once at lunchtime, and now you've got the nerve to steal it again tonight?"

At each corner of the isolated reception, there were three guards, dressed as hotel staff but with their swords holstered on their belt. But what shocked me the most was the man standing behind Zak and Rachel. The taxi driver. “Remember me?” he chuckled playfully. I approached him slowly, with anger building up in my veins. My finger hovered over my watch, ready to bring my sword and shield to life. A menacing grin formed on the taxi driver’s face. “I’m Drago Caracas, the President of Obsidian and it is I, the supreme ruler of this organisation, who has stolen your precious Golden Leaf.”

He quickly cleared his throat. “I am in the bathroom.” The other person was about to open when they heard his voice. “Sorry sir I didn’t know it was occupied.” It was one of the junior workers and his voice was shaking from fear. I was relieved my momentum was distu…….. I didn’t finish that as his finger went deep inside. He was not even scared we were almost caught. “How are you calm?” “They are called stolen moments for this reason. The adrenaline, the zeal and anticipation should feel like this.”

His death seemed imminent unless Stefan sent him back to town right now. When Jimmy spoke again his speech was slurred and heavily accented, “I think… I think there was another adventurer after her. We saw him in town. He wore a dark cloak. We didn’t get a good look at him. Maybe his hearthstone left traces of magic? You could trace it.” Stefan frowned. He was surprised at himself for not thinking of that. He must not have been thinking straight. But it was a good idea and this thug had shared what he knew.

Like a fool. " So, when will her family be coming? Are you ready to receive them?" " Only her twin sister will come." " A twin sister?" Asked Dylan, surprised. " Yes, a twin sister. Two Diamond Crunchers with the same face, under my roof... I'm truly cursed, my dear friend." His friend said nothing. He heaved a dejected sigh as he emptied his glass again, turning back to the window as if hoping to see the solution to his problems coming from afar...

A position we couldn’t afford to be in. The ritual was three weeks away, and we had no plan. What were we going to do if he ended up creating an army of The Cursed? Just fight them? We could, but how long would we last? Every time we caught one, its strength was greater than the previous. And according to Liana, those versions were just the weak prototype because the ritual wasn’t yet done. How would the strong, finished versions then be? “The stardust flower can only be found in a… delicate location. There’s a reason it isn’t commonly known by those in your world.” Liana sighed and shook her head.

Or the night after. How could I? I didn't even bother calling, or checking on her. Maria supplied me all the reports I needed. Caterina sent me a message on the second day. "Where are you, Luca? I need to take the edge off." I didn't reply. Instead, I sat beside a white-coated man in a secret underground lab, staring at a small pile of the crushed powder in a plastic dish under UV light. I had stolen the purse from her that night when she was asleep.