Yesterday's Star Novels & Stories

No one can rewrite the stars How can you say you'll be mine? Everything keeps us apart And I'm not the one you were meant to find It's not up to you, it's not up to me, yeah When everyone tells us what we can be And how can we rewrite the stars? Say that the world can be ours, tonight We sing the last verse together to each other. Our eyes battling and fighting. Our souls uniting. There's no return as I let go there and now. All I want is to fly with you All I want is to fall with you

The Evening Star pulled up alongside the Morning Star day and night at a stand still. Claire nearly jumped up and down seeing the Morning Star and the Crown. She spun to Jack who for the first time in a while seemed to feel at ease. The look of shock on his face he tried to hide. He hadn't seen the Morning Star since was young. The golden ship reminded him of the sun at dawn as it dance across the sky and across the ocean water. It was magnificent and majestic. Claire leaned into him happily. “I told you this would work! I told you we could do this!” Claire said with a laugh.

“Coming Mum.“ I yelled for the umpteenth time, but didn't move an itch from the worn-out marble floor I laid. My gaze was still fixed on the small television which was just few metres away from me, with my chin on my hands for support. Excitement had the best of me and nothing else seemed to matter at the moment. It was that period of time that comes every year when the 'Greygott conglomeration' makes an exemption for a lower-class to get admitted into the prestigious Greygott high-shool. They make a pick from the application letters sent by over a thousand lower-class kids. It's somewhat pathetic that such number of persons struggle to get just one position. But on a second thought, you can

***** I woke up to the chirping of birds and the sweet smell of flowers and nature wrapped around me, I slowly sat up groaning a little bit because of the sunlight that blinds my eyes, it was coming directly from the opened glass door that leads to a balcony. “Good morning your highness,” a sweet feminine voice said grabbing my attention, I couldn’t help but notice the tantalizing smell of her blood. My stomach rumbled as I felt a burning hunger down my throat, I unconsciously licked my lips “Who are you?” I asked looking at her skeptically. “I am Tina, your personal maid,” she replied with a little bow of her head.

Just because someone let you follow them, you called them home? "Now that I don't want you anymore, does that mean you have no home?" I met his gaze, but there was nothing left in his eyes except amusement. The Zeke who once loved me had drowned in the storm a week ago. Brooke laughed as well while the people around us watched with a mix of pity and mockery. "Look at you, Heidi Yates. You charged headfirst into love, thinking your devotion would be enough. And now, your reward is public humiliation." I laughed at myself.

For a moment, my mind involuntarily drifted to Jake from seven years ago. He was walking towards me with a muffin, taking big strides. I've somewhat forgotten whether that muffin was actually sweet or not. I only remember the young man's messy hair flying in the wind, his smile bright and radiant. In my reverie, I heard someone calling my name. But this time, I won't turn back. Yesterday's events are like distant mountains. Today, tomorrow, and all the days to come are ahead.

She casually stuffed her clothes and cosmetics bag into a plastic bag before she stormed off to find Caleb. She happened to bump into Richard and the group just as they had finished shopping for local specialties and were returning to the hotel for lunch. They were immediately puzzled after noticing Faye's unpleasant expression. "What's the matter? Did things not go well between you and Xavier?" "You guys seemed totally fine during the meteor shower last night. Did you have a falling out? Is it because he failed to get any good shots of you, Faye? You see, every time I take an unflattering photo, my girlfriend gets so mad she threatens to break up with me—"

I ask her out today, for me to get clarification for what she was talking about last night. I take her to a place where we first dated. It's weird she is acting like it's the first time she saw this place. "How can she forget?" We've been dating for a couple of days now, but this time something weird is going on. She does not remember what we have done yesterday or even the previous days. She does not remember we went to the park to watch fireworks display or even had make out together. " Are you okay Kenzo?". She asked.

But five years later, I took Carl and left him. Jeremy stared at the ceiling, memories flashing before his eyes. The moment he walked away with Carl in his arms, my face was ghostly pale as I crumpled on the floor, blood slowly pooling beneath my head. Suddenly, his eyelid twitched as the sharp ring of his phone jolted him back to reality. "Mr. Sterling, check the link I just sent you. An international dance company posted a silhouette of their new instructor. I don't know why, but it looks so much like—"

"Now! Let us welcome! The one and only owner and CEO of Dream High Company, and also the owner of countless five-star hotels around the world. Let us all give a big, big hand to our very own.. Zebastian Dawson." The crowd gave a round of applause! Axel can't even be believed. My mom and dad's reactions, mommy Carla's reaction, cannot be explained. They all give me a bad look. Rhane just smiled at me and said that it's alright! Axel looks so mad, and he couldn't hide it. He just can't walk away because our table happened to be in front. The MC handed the mic to Zeb; beside him was Hattie, who seemed very proud of herself.