Written In The Stars Million Miles Away Novels & Stories

"Why did you come at midnight these few nights?" Midnight didn't answer right away. His heart felt heavy as he got reminded of things he had pushed at the back of his head. The air filling his lungs suddenly felt more like water, as if he was drowning. "I like the stars." His voice sounded somewhat distant. "And I like quietness... I wanted to taste both of them at the same time."

A soft, whispering night breeze danced around me, a silent companion, brushing loose strands of hair across my face as I lifted my gaze to the boundless expanse above. The stars. They were endless. Scattered across the velvet canvas of the sky like shattered diamonds, each one a tiny, distant sun, oblivious to the momentous changes that had transpired below. Their silent grandeur humbled and awed me, making the day’s triumphs and confrontations feel both monumental and utterly insignificant in the vastness of the cosmos.

What if my father's secrets hid a terrible darkness that could unravel everything I knew about myself? With the moon as my silent witness, I took an internal oath to embark on a journey of self-discovery. The stars above, who used to comfort me with their distant brightness, now seemed to whisper about hidden truths and unrevealed mysteries. The stars, who once comforted me with their distant brightness, now seemed to call for me, instigating me to unravel their secrets. I would answer your call, because it was within the vastness of the night sky that the answers were hidden.

How I struggled to climb the ladder to where I was. I started my car and began driving. I don’t stop for anything or let my mind wander to any other place. I just drove straight to the stars. The heads side of the coin stared back at me from the dashboard. I’m reaching for the stars again. And this time I’m not looking back. ———— Every few miles my phone buzzed on the cup holder, Sam’s names flashed again and again. I flipped it face-down without slowing down. My heartbeat sped up the closer I got to Huston.

For this. 🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲 EMMELINE ⚪️⚪️⚪️⚪️ We didn’t rush back to the estate. There was no need. The world outside this clearing felt distant, a hazy memory. We lay on the blanket, wrapped in a comfortable silence, until the moon was high above us, a silver disc hanging in the deep indigo sky. The stars, countless and bright, began to prick through the fading light. My eyelids grew heavy, a peaceful drowsiness settling over me, and I felt his arms wrap around me from behind, pulling me closer, his steady breathing a lullaby against my ear.

Twelve feet of grass between them. She wrote, 'Twelve feet at the hedge.' Two feet at the kitchen table. Zero feet when it counts. She looked at that. She wrote, 'He called the company Proxima.' The closest star. The light that takes four years to reach you but is real before you see it. I think about that a lot. The realness of something before you can see it. The light arriving after everything was already true. She put the pencil down. She read what she'd written.

Claire ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Eleven Years Ago... Stars and dark blue sheets... I've spent countless nights counting every single one of these stars. One hundred and twenty-three tiny luminous dots scattered across the expanse of these dark blue sheets. At this moment, I'm not here. I'm far away, lost among the stars. I close my eyes, imagining myself twirling among them, each twinkling a distant universe, each gleaming a moment of serenity far removed from this reality.

Isolde is beside him, accompanying him at everything else. “My love, wait for me there. We may have been together for a short period but our memories will shine down for millions of years. Now that you are the most beautiful thing in the sky, we will always be a million galaxy away.” Daniel’s last word as he joined Alexa in the stars.

So why should I just walk away with 50 million? "Sarah Fulton!" Jesse looked at me with disgust as I tore the papers into pieces. "You're pushing your luck. 50 million isn't enough for you? Don't forget how you got into my bed in the first place." His undisguised contempt dragged old memories to the surface. Indeed, I was the other woman who won. I clawed my way past all his lovers and forced out his first wife. When she left, she cursed me viciously, saying that a heartless man like Jesse could abandon me for someone else tomorrow, just as he had abandoned her.

The night was a tapestry of stars, scattered across the velvety sky like shimmering pearls on black silk. The wind whispered through the palace courtyard, carrying with it the cool breath of the desert that melted against the warmth of the stone walls. Inayat sat beneath the open sky, her shawl wrapped snugly around her shoulders, her gaze fixed on the stars. She had become familiar with their constancy, their quiet brilliance in the vast, uncertain night. There was a peace in the heavens that escaped her own world, one filled with turmoil, choices, and a future uncertain. The stars, though, they always remained — timeless, patient, and steady.