A Tribian Star

A Tribian Star

By:  Roberto Montellano  Completed
Language: English
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Stella is a broken vessel, a Tribian star that falls every 500 years, who carries the fate of a shapeshifter named Chase and his kind. Chase is a shapeshifter destined to save his clan. Their paths crossed in an unprecedented occurrence, and they became star-crossed lovers. However, even if he was madly in love with the Tribian Star, would he be able to drain her life in order to save the clan that has yearned for peace for centuries? Would Stella finally break free of her eternal curse and find love in Chase's arms?

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52 Chapters
Prologue
The core, once a searing inferno, had transformed into a mesmerizing spectacle. A white dwarf, a circular tapestry of purest white, akin to ethereal smoke, emerged from the cosmic forge. Yet, within this celestial masterpiece, a profound shift unfurled. Threads of the smoky fabric darkened, becoming ebony strands woven from the fabric of death itself. As this transformation unfolded, fumes spiraled, giving birth to tendrils of smog and luminescence that waltzed in a cosmic dance. Astonishingly, I felt not only the unraveling of the universe but the essence of my very being. Energy dissipated like morning mist under the first rays of dawn. My body, my essence, my soul—all dissolved into the ephemeral tendrils of the void. A breathtaking realization washed over me. I had perished. Not unlike the countless deaths I'd endured before. This passing was but a fragment of the countless I'd faced—a normal cycle, an incessant fate I bore. Death was a well-worn garment, woven into my existenc
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Chapter 1. Welcome to Tribus
The rhythmic journey of the train to the southern realm of the land had stretched on for nearly a day and a half by then. Days of preparation had led to this point—a journey that would span several days itself: our migration to the fabled city of Tribus. Guided by the hands of my parents and my brother Avi, we had painstakingly readied ourselves for what lay ahead—a relocation into the heart of Tribus, a place revered and sought after. Our passage through the bureaucratic labyrinth had been lengthy, but the blessing of three powerful clans finally shone upon us. Leviste, Aragon, and Santi—the trio that held dominion—had sanctioned our ascent to the grandeur of Tribus. In this neighborhood, only the chosen few can claim residence. It's an honor of the highest order to hail from a city overseen by three influential families, their joint rule encompassing business, education, technology, military prowess, and nature's abundance. But entry is no trivial feat. Aspiring citizens must end
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Chapter 2. The Arrival
"Invitation, Miss?" the man in the tuxedo paired with a black bowtie asked me when I tried to enter the gate into the Arcane Circle of Baristo. I gave the invitation to him, and he examined it in great detail before accepting it. His dark eyes gave the invitation a careful examination before moving on. As he handed back the card, the smile on his face returned. The fact that the man was strikingly handsome was the clincher. He examined my entire physique in great detail. I ought to confess that despite the thick spectacle frame that matches the thickness of his eyebrows, he was pretty handsome. This is despite the fact that he had the power to stop my blood cold in its tracks. It was almost as if I'm looking at a model who's in the middle of getting her makeover when I look at his jawline since it was that perfect. I smiled back at him when he did, which he seemed to like. I was taken aback when I felt someone suddenly put their hand on my chest, which caused me to jump. It was only
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Chapter 3. Gifts
He was very hot and lovely to look at. In plain view before my very eyes. Half-naked. Sweating. It's almost as if I've already met him in one of my nightmares before. Almost. Or was it all just a dream? I had the impression that we were connected in some odd way. Why do we become brighter whenever we are in each other's presence? Who is he? He was either a god or a fallen angel who had been sent from the mystery mountain of Noah to torment me by scorching the surface of my flesh. As I was still outside the Tribus, it appeared to me that the legends were true and that the gods actually resided in this location. They were not an illusion. I tried to take a small step backward, but as soon as my legs were able to lock with the rest of my body in what seemed to be an incomprehensible sensation, they stopped moving on their own and I was unable to go farther. Once more, the lights started to come on. It appeared as though we were unable to see the moon at all when we were in the bush. H
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Chapter 4. The Siblings
I heal. I possessed the ability to heal individuals of their ailments and wounds, including cuts and burns of varied degrees. I could even heal people who had died from their injuries. In addition to that, I was able to heal myself. I revitalize. My physical make-up will never acquire an inclination to rid itself of any of its constituent parts. I probably won't die. Avi has the ability to see the relationships between individuals. They could even break them or bind them on purpose at her own will to bring those who were destined to meet each other together, but doing so would need a lot of energy from her and may even cost her her life if it was way too much. She was much too young to be engaging in such behavior. The present that my brother Avi and I were given was something that had been a topic of investigation for my father for quite some time. My father brought up the subject of fate weavers and falling stars quite frequently while we were in Samaria. That's us. But our paren
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Chapter 5. New World
"We're here," dad said as he pulled over the shiny new automobile next to a wooden fence bearing the Tribian mark. Neither Avi nor I have ever seen the inside of Tribus Academy, though she may have seen it already. The ivy-covered old wooden gate and fence were very substantial in height. The wall and gate looked like they cost a fortune to build. Since no one else seemed to be in the building, Avi felt a sense of mystery and anticipation about the place. "Cool! This is like the movies I’ve binge-watched! Like students go to an out-of-this-world school and they discover their powers. The cliche still feels so exciting when they come into actuality!" Avi clapped her hands as we gazed at the tall gate of Tribus Academy. "Papa, can we go now?" My suspicions were verified when Dad got out of the car to assist my siblings and me in exiting the building. After opening the door to the vehicle, he proceeded to the trunk of the vehicle and placed the two suitcases of a medium size that had b
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Chapter 6. Figures
The unexpected occurrence appeared out of nowhere. The particulars and the plethora of arguments for our positioning here are sufficient to leave me unable to articulate my thoughts. This place could not even come close to recreating the ambience of a regular schoolroom. Because of this, the new atmosphere that greeted us as soon as we went inside was a very pleasant shift. I had not adequately prepared. This conversation was not hidden from Avi. She has witnessed everything and then some. Every living thing is connected to one another by a network of cords that are colored red, black, white, and blue. I have no doubt that she was clairvoyant regarding every possible contact. One good example of this is how the door of the provost's office opened on its own. A young woman with a tanned skin, long black hair, deep gray eyes that were obscured by thick glasses, and low stature walked through the door that creaked. She was dressed in the same manner as the children that we had seen ear
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Chapter 7. Untold Truth
I woke up and opened my eyes. As the sun's rays reach their corneas, they emit a near-screaming sound. To express my annoyance, I let out a groan. I couldn't see anything.Once more, I succumbed to sleep. After giving my injured eyes some time to heal, I looked again. My first day of school has begun.The moment I opened my eyes, I flipped the room's orientation. In my mind, I could recall our home's shattered ceiling. The old house was probably not much more than a shed even back when it was in use. However, after we had departed, the roof began to slump severely, as if a giant had sat on it. So far, I've gotten used to it. The fact that it was so ancient and rundown didn't bother me at all and, in particular, made me feel secure. I'd called it home for a long time. My heart longs for Samaria. That was our old abode.Metallic coatings based on resin and aged slaked lime were now readily apparent to my eyes. A Venetian ceiling above me made me feel like I was in a privileged world tha
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Chapter 8. Uncategorized
The person's firm hold on my neck nearly caused me to suffocate. Although I attempted to loosen my grip, my body's pressure simply worsened matters."Quit it, Mira! There's nothing wrong with you, according to him!" Myra let out a scream, and by that time, she had grabbed my leg to keep me from dangling."What are you doing, Mira? I know that you're simply trying to make a scandal out of me so you can get rid of me as student council regent. Stop what you’re trying to kill her!" Isabel, who had noticed that her palm was beginning to turn black, attempted to stop Mira. Her iris color was changing to a brilliant white.In a close call, I nearly passed out. For an instant, I felt my hands move on their own to my suffocating tendon. I could feel the electricity frying them. Still, with a gleam in her eye, Mira raised the hand that would be her instrument in releasing my neck from whatever power was holding me there.This is not how I die. This is not how I die... This thought kept running
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Chapter 9. Deadlock
I am a deadlock. Suppressed and isolated: feared by a great number of people. If I could have shouted from the highest rooftops that I was a healer, I would have, but I can't. But what kind of person would make me out to be? I was unable to conjure spells or brew potions successfully. I was unsuccessful in my attempts to cultivate greens. I was neither a witch nor a faerie in any way. Even I wasn't some hybrid. I did not fall into any particular category. I had the impression I was something other than merely a healer. I had seen what had happened in my nightmares. The number of occurrences is considered to be quite high. When I bleed, the blood is a grayish-white color with flecks of black and white, and it sparkles like the stars in the night sky. At various points in time, both the light and the dark were chasing after me. Just who am I? And I had no idea what you were talking about. It's possible there was a reason for the stalemate. At least I had Myra and the weird guy Oswin
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