To You Who Swallowed A Star Mga Nobela at Kwento

In response to Arthur's previous question, I decided to prepare an answer for him. I took a deep breath and summoned the courage to speak up while staring at Arthur. "Mister handsome... I believe the stars are similar to humans. When you're famous (a star) and no one knows who you are... you get sad, you feel like you're not doing a good job, and this also applies to those who aren't famous."

Andrea's touch no longer calmed me down Her arm hugging me felt like a trap and her presence felt suffocating. I lifted up the duvet, released my self from Andrea and made my way outside to the balcony. The winds welcomed me and the stars in the sky calmed me down. "You know Andro these stars tell me a story" "A story? When did stars started talking?" I laughed at her stupid self. "Since the day I realised I have no one....since the day I learned that people who die become a star...."

“What?!” “You... you’ve consumed it?!” Everyone let out a harsh gasp. Even the young lord’s eyes widened. ‘Is the Great Star Pill even edible? Who would dare to consume it directly? Wouldn’t it be equivalent to suicide after consumption?’ “Did you really consume it?” “You’re fine?”

I proceeded to my room, in order to drop my bags and freshen up, but I abruptly stopped, as I heard the sound of whispering voices coming from the kitchen. I could recognized them to be Amber, the family's chef, and Riley, the head of the staffs. Their voices were quite low, but audible enough to be heard. I dropped my bags on the floor, and tiptoed to the direction the voices were coming from, so as to hear them clearer. "....and it so bad she is in the dark, she knows absolutely nothing about it." Amber's throaty voice crackled. "Well... She just needs to divert the energy she has been channeling into her dieing career. Things will become better for her perhaps." Riley replied, and they bo

She said skipping ahead of me towards the kitchen with thoughts of her brother now forgotten. As I entered the kitchen Frankie was sitting on a stool at the countertop finishing off a bowl of apple crisp and ice cream and a can of grape soda was sitting beside his bowl. “Daddy, you ate our dessert without me,” Star whined. ‘Busted’ I said through the mind-link. “I thought you had gone off with friends today or I would have called you to join me, my Little Hurricane,” Frankie replied, giving Star a little pat on the head.

I asked, holding the paper closer to my face. He pointed to a tiny speck in the picture. “You told me to catch you a star, and I did. Technically, I’m not able to bring it here tonight, but it is yours. I bought it and had it named after you.” My eyes widened in shock. “You bought a star? Is that even possible? “As you said, nothing’s impossible.” I looked up at him, bewildered, and hugged him with all of my strength. He hugged me back with an equal amount of strength, and we just basked in each other’s warmth.

I whispered, my voice sounding like a ghost of itself, "we just gave it a taste of something it didn't like, but look at the stars." Koran looked up, the sky was clear, the stars were bright, but there was a new constellation forming, a group of thirteen points of light that hadn't been there before, they were arranged in a perfect, jagged circle around our world. "The Star-Eater was a scavenger," I said, my hand moving to the permanent Platinum mark on my throat, "But those... those are the Sentinels, the beam didn't just hit the predator, it rang the bell for the rest of the universe."

With a loud growl the phantom of the wolf charged towards the moon and swallowed it whole! *BOOM* Once the moon was swallowed the stars began to quake, and the space began to collapse. Kylie felt her head split open as a strong pain struck her head. She felt as though someone was hammering information into her head, information that was vital, yes, but painful to incorporate. As the space fell apart, the stars fled, leaving only the Sovereign Stars and the Chosen Stars behind. Those seven celestial bodies flickered faintly as though observing Kylie’s actions, before finally surrounding her, and providing her some cover. Kylie’s eyes were shut in pain, her brows furrowed in distress and hurt.

Her jaw is clenched and there is dark blood around her lips, as if she got a bite out of her assailant. I pull her mouth open where a piece of paper is shoved in her mouth. It is wet and bloody but the words on the paper are fairly visible. I pull it out and my heart is beating so hard my rib cage is rattling. Tora is carefully watching my every move, almost in question as to how I would be able to know something was in her mouth. I open the paper and the words on the paper feel like a warning before I ever even read them.. "Stolen stars are replaced with old souls. Replace the star and the soul stealing ceases... keep the star... well, you'll continue to see what happens."

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.