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There is a fine line between right and wrong... and Stellar Cross is tethering on the edge of falling on the sinful side.

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Stellar Cross, a self-confessed wallflower and always blending in the background. An unpolished gem waiting to blind people with her sparkle so bright and beautiful.

Beau Spencer, an heir and a ruthless businesseman, imprisoned in his responsibilities.

Holden Knight, a darkness who found his light.

At the end of her journey, would Stellar finally found what she's been searching for?

[Some parts of this book blurs the line between right and wrong. However, those that keep an open mind and stick with it might not be disappointed.]

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Stellar felt vindictive. She wanted to break Beau's heart the same way he broke hers.

Suddenly, a wild thought entered Stellar's mind. The only way to vex the heck out of Beau was to date a person nobody could have—just like him.

As if a light bulb switched on inside Stellar's head illuminating her path, she glanced up at Brother Holden and determination painted her face. 

Stellar was set on one thing: she would seduce her brother's friend and may the Almighty forgive her for stealing his disciple.


Edited by Swaning
*artwork not mine

1000-1600 words per chapter

Stellar Step to a 1001 Mile Journey

A slow smirk tipped the corner of his lips and his arrogance grated on Stellar's nerves as if he was mocking her lame attempt to rile him up.


"Don't forget to congratulate the couple this time."


Stellar's lips curled downward. His words felt like acid being poured her broken heart courtesy of Beau. "That's so mean of you to say, Holden."


"Meee?" Stellar jabbed a finger to her chest.


"You're the one who gave me the cold shoulders the entire ride when you found out I'll be at the Spencers' home tonight. And when I said you're jealous, you denied it. Now you're ripping my old wounds open."


Stellar wanted to bolt out of the car as fast as she could. She felt humiliated by the truth in his words that she was on the verge of crying.


Her only consolation from what happened was how she freely spoke what she truly felt. She rarely did that. 


Ordinary Day 3