Where The Stars Land Novels & Stories

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

On the night of my 30th birthday, I waited until the early hours of the morning, but my husband, Theodore Hawk never showed up. Instead, I came across an Instagram post from his childhood sweetheart, Emily Gallagher. [What romantic is not the starry night, it's having you by my side.] In the picture, she was wearing a delicate, sky-blue camisole that revealed just enough to charm and seduce. A man stood close behind her, his hand firmly gripping her waist.

"Let me do this. Please. It’s the only thing that makes sense to me now." Above them, the stars shimmered like the tears that fell freely from two pairs of eyes.

" Silently, I looked at her angry expression. "He's gone—gone with the baby." The nurse covered her mouth, looking apologetic. "I'm sorry." I smiled and shook my head, but my gaze fell on Chloe Bennett's latest social media post. In it was a man with a cigarette between his lips. He was shirtless, his sculpted abs illuminated under dim lighting. His head was lowered, one hand unbuckling his belt—impatient, almost desperate. The caption read, "When the earthquake struck, he rushed to me without hesitation. The fireworks in the sky bore witness—from that moment on, we belonged to each other."

She gently traced my tombstone and whispered, "You are the starlight that vanished from my sky." Finally, my soul began to fade. Thank you, my sister.

The Leones' bodyguards quickly intervened, escorting Henry and the Shaws away. Meanwhile, over in Etolia, the private jet had landed in Panorra. When Elena walked down the steps of the private jet, she saw the Gallos' subordinates. They were all dressed in suits, standing in two neat rows as they waited to greet her. Everyone chorused in unison, "Welcome home, miss!" Gianna and Anthony were there to welcome her as well. As Anthony held her, his eyes misted over a little. "Why did it take you so long to come home, Elena? I'll host a gala right away and invite everyone!"

Friends, not knowing we had broken apart, filled my inbox with complaints. One of them told me Zachary and Tracy had rented out the entire amusement park for a date. He had spent 50 million dollars on fireworks by the river, lighting up the night for Tracy. They even stayed on a mountaintop until sunrise, sharing pictures on Instagram to parade their romance. I stared in silence at the photos our friends sent me. Could Zachary have forgotten that I had once done every one of those things in those photos with him? If he wanted to disgust me so much, how could he not feel the same?

Another real thing — something humans can’t touch, can’t ruin. I know someone’s standing beside me. I noticed the second he walked over, but I don’t bother looking. He smells nice, clean, warm — but the moon has all my attention. The stars, too. Maybe it’s the freedom of it all that keeps me staring. “You know one fact about the stars?” I ask, still watching the sky. When he doesn’t answer, I keep going, my voice quiet but steady. “Most of them might already be dead.” The words hang there between us. “Their light just hasn’t stopped reaching us yet. It’s kind of sad, isn’t it? How something can be gone and still look alive.”

"Where's Luke? Tell him to come out and see me!" The hotel employee sized her up before saying with a hint of mockery on his face, "Are you still dreaming, miss? The bride is Ms. Vanessa Langton, the heiress to Langdon Group. What makes you think someone like you is worthy of being the bride?" That was undoubtedly the final straw that broke her. She stopped struggling. As if all her energy had been drained, she hung limply from the arms of the security guards, looking completely defeated. All of a sudden, she spotted the members of the press who were entering the lobby.

He lifted me into his arms and whispered, “Sophia, our love has now crossed beyond Earth into the stars. Are you ready for this cosmic journey with me?” I rested my head on his chest. “Where you and our child are—that is my world.” Leaving Rahing Singh and Mother behind on Earth, we entered the massive spacecraft. Inside, it looked like a palace made of crystal. As we left Earth’s atmosphere, I looked back at our small blue planet slowly fading away. A strange romantic feeling surrounded me. In the silence of space, Lucas and I held each other—Earth below, endless stars above, and our eternal love in between.