A girl with cursed blood. 
A boy destined to drain her to death. 
A destiny made to be broken. 

He's after her. 

Just one bite,
One drop, 
One  dark power,
A curse of a lifetime. 

***

Stella, the daughter of the stars, is a divinity doomed to die and be reborn every fifty years. Each time she is resurrected, she is sent back into human society to await her inevitable doom. On the other hand, as a young adult who has fallen in love with a shapeshifter by mistake, she begins to doubt the destinies and resist the destined path that has been set out for her. Can she protect the lives of the people she cares about from the world where kismet controls everyone's beginning and end when she can barely protect herself?

A Star's Destiny

Fabian didn't even flinch. His eyes shifted from me to the man beside me like hard marble slowly crumbling into powder. He breathed heavily as he swallowed the lump in his throat. 


A loud female voice from behind Fabian interrupted the action, saying, "All deadlocks, follow me!" 


Professor Zoe Glynnie, wearing a voluminous purple cloak, stepped out. Her long, glossy locks hung down below her neck. She looked like a living doll with a thick book tucked under her right side. Myra claims that she is a "purple caster" and is highly trusted by Provost Renate because of her skill with purple focus. 


"Stella!" Myra, standing right behind Professor Zoe, screamed out loudly to me. Oswin sat next to her, looking perplexed. 


The man fixed his gaze on me and shook his head automatically. 


They kept walking till the professor was sure where we were. He raised his right eyebrow as he gazed at me. His visage was devoid of any enthusiasm—a blank expression. 


Held