The Star Curse
The Star Battle Book 1
By Madelyn White
Author’s note
Hello Reader,
This is my first book series, so I haven’t written many books. As of 2021 I have ideas for at least six more books I wanna write and publish after this series.
Anyways, since I haven’t written many books, to keep you entertained I have created a website that has announcements, short stories, deleted scenes from books I published, and more. I’d love it if you could visit my website! Here’s the link or URL…
Lifeofateenagewriter337589096.wordpress.com
Thank you so much for visiting my website, I hope you enjoy my books!
- Madelyn White
Dedications
I dedicate this book to my Mother, who helped me jump-start my carrier as an author.
Synopsis
In the past few weeks my life has dramatically changed. I found out I have a brother; switched schools; fought a cheetah; then almost died about a thousand times. There were so much more crazy things that happened, I can’t even think of telling you about them all. I even lost my house. This was a huge plot twist to my life, this is only the beginning, I am not; and will not; ever be the same, in a good and bad way.
Table of contents
Author’s note
Dedications
Synopsis
Table of Contents
Chapter 1 – The Boy
Chapter 2 – The Cheetah
Chapter 3 – Mrs. Peacock
Chapter 4 – The Hospital
Chapter 5 – Stars
Chapter 6 – The Cheetahs
Chapter 7 – Mrs. Flower
Chapter 8 – The Escape
Chapter 9 – Home
Chapter 10 – Secrets Told
Chapter 11 – Training
Chapter 12 – Bad News
Chapter 13 – Bye Bye Home
Chapter 14 – Jake’s Story
Chapter 15 – Hospital Days
Chapter 16 – The Meeting
Chapter 17 – Poison
Chapter 18 – Cold
Chapter 19 – The Plan With a Side of Squirrels
Chapter 20 – Panthers
Chapter 21 – Escaping
Chapter 22 – Water
Chapter 23 – The ugly Truth
Chapter 24 – Gifts
Chapter 25 – Sewers
Chapter 26 – Apologies
The Glossary
Chapter 1
The boy
I live with my mother, my father died. I have one friend in the seventh grade, her name is Kasey. No matter if I wanna hear or not, she always tells me about the books she reads. The part when she talks about the heroes is my favorite. I love the heroes, I don’t need to read about them, I just have a little chat with Kasey to be entertained. The hero’s life sounds like fun, I wish I had a life as exciting as theirs.
My life is boring. I wake up, go for a morning stroll in the forest, go to school, repeat. I have no hobbies, only one goal in life. To find out who my real mother is. You see, I’m adopted. Even worse, it was a closed adoption. No one knows anything about my real mother, not even me. My life would be so much better if I just found my real family.
Sure, I do love my adopted Mom, but something is missing. There’s no action, just school, school, repeat.
Kasey however has a ton of hobbies. She likes reading, a little writing, karitie, stick fighting, even a little video games.
I just have one goal, one friend, one parent. Nothing exciting at all. Well, there is another goal I want. I want to explore. Explore as in explore the world, see what’s out there besides school and my small town, Linport. Instead, I’m stuck at home, supporting my mother in her cooking skills while envying everyone who can escape and explore. It’s just in my blood. It’s not really that I won’t explore, it’s just that I’m too scared to put my dreams into action. If only I had more courage.
These thoughts always run through my mind everyday when I do my morning stroll. This is probably my favorite pastime, walking in a peaceful forest while dwelling on my life and dreams.
While walking, I tripped on some roots.
I stood up and brushed off some dirt, but before I started walking again, I saw something in the trees. Looking closer proved it was a squirrel. You’ll probably think this is something normal, I thought so too. I looked into its eyes, shock rose up inside of me. It’s eyes were purple. I never saw anything like that, a purple eyed squirrel. I continued walking, thinking it was a hallucination.
As I walked, I stopped thinking the depressing thoughts on what my life is and what it could be if I just did something about it. The quietness inside my brain reminded me of the forest. There was a light breeze, making the trees sway. Chipmunks ran away from me, birds sang, coyotes from faraway howled, I even heard some branches violently snapping as if someone was running toward the path to my left.
Wait a minute, someone was coming. The sound of twigs snapping came closer and closer until the peace stopped and the world started screaming at me, waking me from my peaceful-like trance.
I stopped walking as someone started yelling while they got out the bushes.
“Get outta here! She’s coming!” the boy shouted.
He wore ripped pants, the rip at his knees showed a scrape on his knees, his face was covered with sweat and grime, he looked worried, scared even.
“Who are you? Are you okay?” I demanded alarmed.
“Oh, I’m fine,” he said, a second later I noticed the scrapes on his knees were gone. He noticed my gaze. “I’m Jake, you are?” he asked, snapping my attention away from his now healed knees.
Even the holes in his pants had patched up. What had happened there?
“How should I know to trust you? You look homeless,” I asked.
Saying that triggered a memory of me pouting in my room, wanting to run away to add a little pizazz to my life. I almost did, but realizing I won’t be able to eat Mom’s delicious homemade pasta again stopped me.
“Because I’m looking for someone, if you’re not her then I’ll forget you and leave before you can ask anything,” he said.
The way he said that made me remember Mom’s warning, “Be careful, a lot of people have been going missing lately,” she said that just as I began to leave.
“Fine,” I said. “I’m Lonietta,”
His interest in me picked up, he stopped staring off into space and looked me into the eye, relief filling his face.
“Oh thank god I finally found you. I’ve been searching for years now,” he said.
“Um… why?” I demanded.
That’s when a faint sound of cracking twigs from where Jake came from was heard.
“Look, I can’t explain right now, I’m being followed by someone who you have to help me defeat,” he said.
That picked up my interest. He’s offering me to help him with someone, making me a hero. Wouldn’t that be nice? That might make my life more interesting. But then remembering the warning Mom gave me and the boy’s attire stopped that train of thoughts.
I can’t just walk away with him. He’s a stranger! I should just leave now, while I have the chance.
“We should get somewhere safe, your house maybe? An area with tons of people?” he asked.
“I think I’ll leave your problems with you. I don’t need anything crazy right now,” I lied.
“Oh come on! We have to save our siblings from them!” he shouted as I turned to leave.
The word “our” in front of the word “siblings” made me stop. Does he mean to say I have siblings? If so, where? He must know that I’m adopted then, but how?
“How do you know I’m adopted?” I demanded, turning back toward him.
“Because I’m too, can we please go somewhere safe?” he begged.
Suddenly, this argument triggered another memory.
I had an argument before, it was with Kasey. She invited me over to her house one day to talk about something, of course I went with her. Before I get into the details, you need to know something about Kasey’s and I’s relationship, it’s so complicated. I feel like we’re more like frenemies. Kasey’s always trying to be a good friend to me, while I always have this forgin anger toward her. That’s what she wanted to talk about. Instead of talking about it like I should have, I just left her house. I ran home that day, all red from anger.
Of course Mom found out what happened and told me to go talk to her and apologize, but I refused. Since then we haven’t been the best of friends.
“No, you’re going to tell me right here, right now,” I said.
“We can’t, she’s coming!” Jake shouted.
“Who’s this she?” I demanded.
“That would be me,” someone to the left of us said, crashing out of the bushes.
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