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First Matthew, then Devon my supposed boyfriend, Cassidy my so-called best friend, Garret my real father, and then Lucy my beautiful mother. You'll be surprised what I have in store for all of you. I looked at my hands and on my left hand are the scars of my demise, slowly I see it open up again, the jagged edges of my skin is fresh, my flesh showing as blood ooze out of my wound. It flowed to my arms and dripped on my white nightgown and onto the floor. But I feel no pain. I feel powerful and nobody can stop me.

Katherine Thomas Chapter 1 There is only one planet that we know of that holds life. It is the Earth. Our home. However, there is a small percentage of the population that never lost their true parentage. They know where they really come from, and it isn’t Earth’s perfection. They are called to watch the stars. They can see the differences that the normal humans can’t see. They instinctively know they came from the heavens. They are the ones who call themselves the Seeds of the Stardust.

Only *my* touch makes them bleed. I kill the leader last, driving starlight into his chest. His blood is molten gold, searing my palm. "He'll rise again," he gurgles. "The Devourer's *always* hungry." The gateway trembles, the city beyond flickering. Eden grabs my wrist. "Don't. It's what she wants." But the Star's hunger is a crescendo. It doesn't want to destroy-it wants to *know*. I step through. ---

Starved Passion::: Ivana and Davin were two weeks into their mutually beneficial relationship, he had always made sure to sexually satisfy her, and Ivana had always returned the favor, now she was thinking about getting her apartment, she could no longer stay with Davin in his suite, although they never set rules or agreement of any kind, Ivana wanted to have a place of her own.

No table to crawl under. “Don’t make me hurt you.”

"I'm not rotten… I never let her touch me…" Teresa was furious next to me. "You shameless bastard! You still have the balls to say you're starving when you don't even let me touch you!" I found Riven extremely amusing. When he was bound to me, he refused to let me touch him and kept thinking about Teresa only. However, now that he was bound to Teresa, he wouldn't stop thinking about me and refused to let Teresa touch him instead. I scoffed out loud again. "In that case, you really do deserve to starve to death."

A scarred, warm, human hand. "I've got you," Nevan’s voice whispered in the silence. Chapter 92 was finished. The mafia of the stars had been bankrupted. And as the souls of a billion worlds began to scatter back into the dark, I realized that the "design" had finally been replaced by a story. Our story.

“We won't say anything! We swear to God! Just leave us alone!” I slowly lift my head, open my mouth, and taste the chilly rain on my tongue. It feels like rain in a desert. I know water isn't supposed to have a taste but this tastes so sweet. It feels like life is beginning to course through my veins once again. The doors of the van slams shut. The vehicle roars to life, and disappears into the night, leaving us behind like waste. I’m so fucking broken. I’m hollowed out by three days of absolute terror and starvation. I listen to Natasha cry like a baby while Daniel consoles her. I don't have any tears left to cry. The sky is already crying on my behalf. I take into my system as much of its

I spoke and left from there without waiting for their reply. ~~~~~ Looking at the swollen cheek, I kept thinking how could even mom think so low of me? She lost all her respect in front of me. The love I had for her is slowly decreasing with each passing day. The day isn't far when I will start to hate her maybe. That's the moment I realized, I am no less than an orphan now. Dad is gone, an unloving mom, a betrayer best friend, and the cruel Playford family. I have no one to call my own. No one loves me. I am completely alone in this shitty world. I want to die.