Novel & Cerita Trailing Stars

The day I was released from prison, a woman claiming to be my ex-wife came to take me home. Instinctively, I pulled away when she reached for my hand. "I don't know you." She frowned, assuming I was still upset. "Five years ago, we agreed that once you got out, we'd remarry. Mom's getting older, and she misses you." Hearing that, I opened the diary I always carried with me. Written inside was an instruction: 'If someone claims to be your ex-wife, go home with her.' So, I did. After I returned home, I became the perfect husband and the perfect son in their eyes. When my ex-wife seemed to be fooling around with my younger half-brother, I pretended not to notice. When my mother openly admi

Then he pulled back and gave me a knowing grin, ‘This is just the first. ‘Have you finally decided?’ I asked, my voice getting stronger already, my startstrucked heart beating furiously again. My mate nodded. ‘We’ll call him….’ ***** Here I am, watching my son playing with his godfathers, his godmother and his grandmother in the open field, under the cheerful late morning sun. Back there, I am Cintilar, the assistant head of the styling team of the Virtus Talent Agency. Here, I am Luna Rose of the Silver Ring pack, and the mate of the Alpha King.

The sky above the Zenith City was no longer a mystery, it was a fortress, the "Starlight Winter" had retreated, leaving behind a world that felt scrubbed raw and dangerously visible, high above the atmosphere, the thirteen new stars, the Sentinels, sat in a perfect, geometric ring, pulsing with a rhythmic, cold blue light that mocked our newfound peace.

Our hearts beat as one, three souls united under the stars, ready to face whatever the future might hold. "Together," Lyla whispered, her voice filled with determination and love. "Always together." The night sky seemed to echo her words, the stars twinkling in approval. Our journey had been one of trials and triumphs, and as we stood there, united in our love, I knew that no matter what lay ahead, we would face it together, as one. We were three hearts, but one soul. Three bodies, but one spirit. In this union, we found our strength, our purpose, and our eternal love. Tonight, under the watchful gaze of the moon and stars, we had pledged our lives to each other, and in that pledge, we found

Liam’s dark eyes sparkled with mischief, Tyler’s smirk hinted at secrets, Kyle’s quiet intensity drew me in, and Henry’s warm smile softened the group. They were a vision, each one a perfect blend of strength and charm. Then, a sharp, musky scent wafted through the air, rich and intoxicating. My legs turned to jelly as the truth dawned—these were my second-chance mates. The moon goddess, in her infinite wisdom, had chosen the notorious Winterveil quadruplets, the pack’s most infamous casanovas, known for breaking hearts in their brief time here. I stumbled back, clutching the drawer for support, my heart racing.

"Miss Holmes, Luna Priscilla is requesting your presence at the packhouse." Trista glanced at the door, which bore the Bluestar crest and a faint shimmer of defensive runes. Without a second thought, she stepped inside. An hour later, the car crossed into Bluestar territory. As she entered the main hall, a wall of pungent pheromones hit her. Priscilla and the Bluestar Alpha were both there. But what really shocked Trista was the other scent in the room—a dominant, suffocating pine fragrance that made her skin crawl.Cassian was there.

'What are they waiting for? They circled us looking for a weak spot, but they waited as though they needed orders. Just then a slender figure emerged from the treeline. From the description that was given by Mitch I knew this was Trevor. He was a pretty boy for sure, but his eyes held something sinister. "Alpha Shaw, you made this much too easy for me. I didn't even have to come to you this time." His mouth was upturned in a snide smile. "You know what to do!" He yelled out commanding the wolves around him.

Celestial beings, radiant embodiments of harmonious wisdom, awaited the couple on the celestial trail, their presence infusing the cosmic sanctuary with an air of divine reverence. In the heart of the celestial trail, a harmonious platform materialized—a cosmic stage that seemed to echo with the harmonies of the universe. Symbols and constellations adorned this harmonious space, glowing with a cosmic brilliance that hinted at the revelations awaiting the harmonious souls. The energies within the cosmic stage pulsed with a harmonious resonance, beckoning Victoria and Alexander to step further into the harmonious unknown.

One starry night, the couple embarked on a leisurely stroll under the celestial canopy. Taylor's voice was filled with wonder as he remarked, "I've always thought that the stars are like the constellations of our love – a dazzling and boundless journey." Mr. Kendrick squeezed Taylor's hand and gazed up at the night sky. "You're absolutely right, my love. Each star represents a unique chapter in our story, and together, they create a celestial masterpiece." Their honeymoon was a tapestry of pure enchantment, a testament to their love. It was a time to revel in the warmth of one another's embrace, free from the distractions of the world, and to be carried away by the soft caress of the Maldivi

Inerrantly straight to their hearts. My tears stopped itself from falling as I gaped at the scene with both petrified and amazement emotion on my face. Those men who were about to abduct and kill the both of us were dying before my eyes. Only one man left. He was trembling hard as he pissed on his own pants. Suddenly, a black crow came, flapping his wings above the sky while chirping loudly. “Blessings and glory upon the second star of Sharmai, second prince Alastair,” Lady Karheel said with utter respect and bowed down her head.