You Could Rattle The Stars Novels & Stories

It could flicker until the glass shattered for all I cared. Wrapped in his arms, with his body pressed against mine, his hot ragged breath on my neck, I knew I had finally found the one thing that actually could make the world shatter, so what did I care about one bulb? I'd found the one thing that could make the Earth quake beneath my feet. I'd found the high I'd been searching for. Ethan had made the stars explode from the sky. Every single damn one.

Now Playing: All of The Stars by Ed Sheeran It's just another night And I'm staring at the moon I saw a shooting star And thought of you I sang a lullaby By the waterside and knew If you were here, I'd sing to you Gio and I both looking and observing the shining stars above. You're on the other side As the skyline splits in two I'm miles away from seeing you I can see the stars From America I wonder, do you see them, too? I step back and I decided to take Gio a photo with the stars. After I took a picture of

Adrienne drew a deep breath. She stood up, moved away from him, and tipped her head back to study the sky. The night had cleared; the cloud cover had furled out to sea and the storm had passed without breaking. The sound of the surf ebbed and flowed below them in unfaltering rhythm. Stars pierced the mantle of night and Adrienne tried to lo-cate the Big Dipper when suddenly a small, bright star seemed to shiver, then plummeted from the sky.

MARE - AGE NINETEEN “DO you ever wonder what the stars look like in other places in the world?” Cade and I lie on his mom’s nice blanket, both of our faces turned to the stars. I don’t know how long we’ve been here. Long enough for my breathing to go completely calm from stillness. Cade’s fingers brush through my hair, combing through the waves as we sometimes talk and sometimes sit in silence as we take in the beauty of the stars above us.

"Why aren't you sleeping and sitting by the window?" They continued to gaze at each other. "I'm looking at the stars and the moon." Ravi's throat went dry as Raymond's gaze deepened and intensified. He nodded slowly, attempting to ignore Raymond's large wings, each tip of them seemed to envelop Ravi as if they were about to embrace him.

Ilsa’s sleeping with her back to me, knife sheathed, but fingers twitching like she’s dreaming of blood. Elliott lies beside me, one arm flung across my ribs, his warm breath on my collarbone. The moment should be soft. But it isn’t. Because the sky is off. I blink and rub my eyes, then look again. There’s no moon. Only stars. Far too many of them. Bright and packed together tightly. Like someone took the constellations I grew up with and shook them in a jar, adding a few million before throwing them back. “Elliott,” I whisper. “Can you see this too?”

Theories became increasingly ridiculous. At one point Noah suggested ancient cosmic squirrels. We ignored him. Mostly. Then something stranger happened. The constellation moved. Not across the sky. Within itself. The seven stars shifted slightly. Rearranging. The entire city froze. The Quiet Stars shimmered brighter overhead. And slowly— very slowly— the constellation changed shape. The seven lights settled into a new pattern. One everyone recognized instantly. A lantern. Tiny. Simple. Perfect. The rooftop fell silent. The city fell silent.

--- The stars are liars. Their light reaches me long after they've died, painting promises they'll never keep. The Shattered Star's power hums beneath my skin, a cold, celestial itch that no amount of scrubbing with marsh reeds can cleanse. Eden calls it a gift. Kael sniffs it like a pending storm. But I know the truth-it's a requiem, playing on loop.

It's been up to 10 years ten fucking years and am still unable to get over her . "Big brother can you please count the stars ,you know mom told us that every nights the stars numbers are different andhl with each prophecy " Rena told me . I turned my head to look at her and I just smirked instead but that didn't stop me from counting the stars . 1 ,2 . . . 20 I counted with a big smile om my fave while rena jumped and clapped her havds in exictment

CHAPTER 01. UNREALISTIC DREAMS. SHELLY. “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.