Moonandstars Stories

A short poem

This is an love rometic story that wrote so fair. And it's all about how a relatonship grows.

Prologue: My name is Austraea Starlight, a college senior who had a perfect normal life. I was declared as valedictorian, I was the captain of the cheering squad, the prom queen, the daughter of Starlight City's mayor, and of course, how can I forget, the girlfriend of Zeus Greystorm, the hottest man on Earth. But every night I was looking blankly at the sky under the moon and stars using my favorite telescope that my parents gave me, feeling the emptiness inside. One night, I heard my parents arguing, but what I heard filled in the pieces and answered my questions. I am not their daughter. I was shocked, running into my room. I stared at the sky using my telescope while the tears streamed down to my face. I was angry, frustrated, and confused. I saw a button that was placed on the telescope. Well curiosity hit me, so I pressed it not knowing what will happen. I never knew that my life will be changed by a single button. There my journey started under the moon and stars.

IF DESTINY WILL ALLOW THE PAST TO CONTINUE ITS UNFINISHED ROMANCE IN THE FUTURE, WOULD THINGS TURN OUT THE SAME WAY?

A small collection of short poems on contemplations, fears, and hopes!

A short poem on how the poet compares themselves with the moon and their desire of finding someone special with the night sky. But at the same time they worries about the world going against their love to part them, comparing it with the sun.

This isn't just a story : it's a feeling. A memory dressed as fiction. A mirror held to a heart that dared to love, to lose, and still carry tenderness like a badge of honor. The Middle of June is a love letter I never got to send. It's about connections that feel written in the stars but lost somewhere between silence and what-ifs. It's for anyone who's ever felt the ache of unfinished conversations, the beauty of unexpected bonds, and the bittersweet strength it takes to choose yourself, even when your heart wants to stay. If you're here, I hope you find something familiar in these words a sigh, a smile, or maybe even a little healing. With all the love in the world, FK

The Day We First Met by: AYZKRIMICAH

It's been generations since the Moon Guardian and their guardian stars were last seen among the Vongola family. But with this new generation perhaps its time for the moon and the stars to appear again. Oh well. Anyways my name's Miyuki. Together with my mama and papa I moved to Namimori city. While there papa's been givin a mission to train the next Vongola boss, mama and I will help out of course but we'll probably wait for the young boss to adjust to papa's antics first. Oh well so is the life of the daughter of the number one hit-man in the mafia. (Tsunayoshi/oc)(Reborn/oc)(Yamamoto/oc)(Dino/oc)(Xanxas/oc)(Hibari/oc)(Hayato/Haru)(Kyoko/Basil)

"A place where a lonely girl can express the consultations with her heart." These are little poems that express what my heart wants to tell the world. Maybe your heart feels the same way and finds a sense of understanding here. Tragically Yours, adi (Formerly titled "Lonely Moon in a Bed of Stars")

this is my first story don't judge 😃🤞

In a world where dogs and cats are divided by ancient rivalries, a prophecy hints at an inevitable union. Hope and Faith. The journey unfolds in shadows, where love clashes with betrayal, tragedy intertwines with destiny, and secrets lurk at every turn. As the line between friend and foe blurs, only the night sky knows if peace and harmony will bloom or if the feud will ultimately destroy them all. Will the moon and stars touch? Or is it all just a hopeless fantasy?

Story about a villan named Leonard and his buddy Jake.

Dive into an ocean of short stories, each one from the tangle of imaginative plots and original characters of my brain! Every story here took form at night, when I was in REM sleep. Aka, these are my dreams... the works my dreams have inspired me to write, my DreamWorks. Or... my DreanWorks ;) Experience what flows through my mind every night, feel what I feel, think what I think. For a second, you too can become me, and take part in my dreams. You too can be in the Dreanworks. Cover made by Roxeyrules Enjoy, Drean

"Poetry flowed like little rivulets From the ocean that was her soul." ~azmina Our souls dance to the rhythm of poetry. A small collection of my poems that will, hopefully, provide the beats to your dance.

Poetry I have written. Growing up with learning difficulties was my norm as a kid. I have always wanted to learn poetry and now it's something I have passion for. It gives me strength and determination and confidence in myself.

Long ago, it was deemed that had there been a god overshadowing the world, they'd long turned their back on our growing society. Despite such beliefs, the ability and use of magic and concoction of potions began to reign across the world, creating both good and evil vigilantes within civilizations. Abandonment led to plague and disease to stretch far across the horizons of the world, hitting each continent and successfully putting humanity on the verge of a final reset before it'd even hit medieval periods. Both healthy and sick longed for a being, a higher immortal being, to put their faith in.. have it be for protection, for prayer, or for a boulder to rely on. And so, no matter where you look, stand, nor feel, you can always see the sky. Scholars began to search for answers to the universe, which led to dabbles of astronomy, and twisting methods of faith. The allegiance to the Moon began, and thus an Oath was made to the Stars.

TW: Suicide The story based on real life, its the story of me losing my dad to suicide.

Devyn is a Zilfi orphan, accustomed to relying on herself for everything. She will do anything to keep herself and her friends. Raizel is a practiced thief, stealing from royals who have too much while he has too little. Cass grew up with Devyn, trying her best to keep her friend out of trouble. Jex is cautious and silent, carefully guarding his secret that could change everything. A budding romance could be their savior- or their downfall.

The moon is always changing, but a constant in its life is the stars. More likely than not they are always surrounding them, always shining, always there. Sometimes the moon will hide and its stars will fade. This is similar to what happens in the real world. Someone is taken away and another will fade away because grief struck them past the point of no return...