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Rising From Wreckage: Starfall's Epic Comeback

Huo Wuer

Rain hammered against the asphalt as my sedan spun violently into the guardrail on the I-95. Blood trickled down my temple, stinging my eyes, while the rhythmic slap of the windshield wipers mocked my panic. Trembling, I dialed my husband, Clive. His executive assistant answered instead, his voice professional and utterly cold. "Mr. Wilson says to stop the theatrics. He said, and I quote, 'Hang up. Tell her I don't have time for her emotional blackmail tonight.'" The line went dead while I was still trapped in the wreckage. At the hospital, I watched the news footage of Clive wrapping his jacket around his "fragile" ex-girlfriend, Angelena, shielding her from the storm I was currently bleeding in. When I returned to our penthouse, I found a prenatal ultrasound in his suit pocket, dated the day he claimed to be on a business trip. Instead of an apology, Clive met me with a sneer. He told me I was nothing but an "expensive decoration" his father bought to make him look stable. He froze my bank accounts and cut off my cards, waiting for the hunger to drive me back to his feet. I stared at the man I had loved for four years, realizing he didn't just want a wife; he wanted a prop he could switch off. He thought he could starve me into submission while he played father to another woman's child. But Clive forgot one thing. Before I was his trophy wife, I was Starfall-the legendary voice actress who vanished at the height of her fame. "I'm not jealous, Clive. I'm done." I grabbed my old microphone and walked out. I'm not just leaving him; I'm taking the lead role in the biggest saga in Hollywood-the one Angelena is desperate for. This time, the "decoration" is going to burn his world down.

Modern Revenge Divorce

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The crisp autumn air carried a scent of pine and something... darker. Ravenwood Academy loomed ahead, its gothic towers casting long shadows against the twilight sky.

Aria Sinclair tightened her grip on her backpack, her pulse quickening as she stepped through the wrought-iron gates. The school felt different-alivein a way that made her skin prickle. She wasn't supposed to be here.

She didn't want to be here.

But fate had other plans.

A few students turned as she walked through the stone-paved courtyard, their gazes lingering longer than necessary. Some whispered, some smirked, and others... just stared.

She ignored them. Blend in. Stay quiet. That was the plan.

Aria found her locker in the west wing, fingers fumbling with the combination lock. Then-

"You don't belong here."

The voice was low, commanding.

Aria turned, her breath hitching.

A boy leaned lazily against the lockers, arms crossed over a broad chest. Dark hair. Golden eyes. A presence so intense it was almost suffocating.

"And you are?" she asked, keeping her voice steady.

"Kael," he said, voice edged with a growl. "And I'm telling you-leave while you still can."

A presence stirred behind him.

Lucian.

The opposite of Kael in every way. Where Kael was all raw power, Lucian was grace. His long, dark hair framed a face too beautiful to be human. Pale skin. Silver eyes. A smirk that sent chills down her spine.

"Come now, Kael," Lucian drawled. "Don't scare the poor girl away. She just got here."

Kael didn't move, his golden eyes locked onto Aria like he was trying to solve a puzzle.

Lucian's smirk deepened. "Ravenwood isn't what it seems, sweetheart. Careful where you step."

And then-just like that-he was gone.

Aria exhaled sharply. What the hell was that?

The Warning

The day passed in a blur of whispered conversations and lingering stares.

By nightfall, Aria stood on the academy rooftop, needing air. The view was breathtaking-the forest beyond the school stretching endlessly, bathed in silver moonlight

A rustling sound from below. Then-a howl.

Not a normal one.

This was deep. Guttural. Predatory.

Her blood turned to ice.

She turned to leave-only to collide with something solid.

A strong hand gripped her wrist.

"Didn't I tell you to leave?"

Kael.

His voice was sharper this time, golden eyes glowing faintly in the dim light.

Aria wrenched her arm free. "What is your problem?"

Kael's jaw clenched. His nostrils flared slightly, as if he was-scenting the air.

Then, his expression darkened.

"You don't know what you are, do you?"

Her heart pounded. "What?"

Kael exhaled, his voice dropping to a whisper.

"You're not supposed to exist."

A gust of wind howled through the night.

And from the darkness of the trees-

A pair of red eyes blinked open. Watching. Waiting.

Aria's breath hitched.

The glowing red eyes in the distance locked onto her, unblinking. Cold. Hungry. Unmistakably inhuman.

Something primal inside her screamed: Run.

But she couldn't move.

Kael, however, did.

He stepped in front of her, his entire body tense, muscles coiled like a predator ready to strike. His golden eyes darkened, something shifting beneath his skin-something dangerous.

The air between them thickened, charged with an invisible force.

"Stay behind me," Kael ordered, his voice laced with something raw.

Aria swallowed hard. "What is that?"

Kael didn't answer. He growled.

Not just any growl. It was deep, guttural, not human.

The red eyes in the darkness moved. Fast. Too fast. One second they were distant-then suddenly, they were right there.

A figure emerged from the trees.

Tall. Cloaked in shadows. Its skin pale as death. A vampire.

Lucian.

But this wasn't the playful, smirking boy from earlier.

This was something ancient.

"Kael," Lucian's voice was a smooth purr, but his silver eyes gleamed with something predatory. "You're being rude. You didn't introduce me properly."

Kael didn't lower his stance. "I don't need to."

Lucian tsked, stepping closer. He was fast-too fast. One blink and he was a foot away. His gaze slid to Aria, studying her like she was some kind of puzzle.

"Interesting," he murmured.

Aria shivered. There was something cold about him-something unnatural.

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