Before names. Before magic. Before memory. There was the pull.
There are countless worlds.
Some are golden and bright, threaded with light magic and soft laughter. Others rot beneath heavy skies, where love turns to war and monsters wear the faces of boys. Some worlds begin with fire. Others with silence.
But in all of them, the thread is the same.
A Serpent. And his Star.
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Peaches Salazar has never been gentle. He was made of something older than mercy—born half-creature, all power, and a little too full of want.
He doesn't love easily. Doesn't trust at all.
But in every life, in every rewritten timeline, something in him aches for one soul only.
A boy with sharp eyes and steady hands. A boy who never looks away.
Sterling.
Sometimes Sterling meets him with a wand raised, clever spells on his tongue.
Sometimes he flinches. Sometimes he doesn't.
But no matter how the story starts, it always ends the same way—
Peaches finding him. Wanting him. Keeping him.
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Sterling doesn't know why the air thickens when he sees him.
Why his breath always catches, like something ancient is crawling up his spine.
Sometimes he remembers the past lives.
Sometimes he doesn't.
But he always feels it.
That this isn't the first time.
That somewhere, in some dark corner of the universe, he has already loved Peaches.
Already bitten his lip beneath his hands.
Already left and been pulled back.
And Peaches?
Peaches always remembers. Every time.
"I've dreamed of you," he murmurs, tail coiled like smoke beneath him, eyes glowing faintly in the dark.
Sterling doesn't answer.
He doesn't have to.
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In one world, they meet as schoolboys under the shadow of a castle.
In another, Peaches finds Sterling in the woods, bruised and cold, and nurses him back with hands that tremble too much to be safe.
In another, they're on opposite sides of a war, and Sterling pins him to the wall and kisses him like it's a curse.
The timelines fracture. Realities bend.
But love—twisted, sweet, aching—threads through them like a soft hum under the skin.
Sterling always runs.
Peaches always follows.
And somehow, they always end up back here:
Face to face.
Breathless.
Needing.
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"You don't know me," Sterling whispers one lifetime.
And Peaches smiles, soft and slow and heartbroken.
"I always do."
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⇢ The multiverse begins here.
This is their story — again, and again, and again.
Welcome to 𓆙 Serpent and His Star 𓂀
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Fantasy𓆙 Serpent and His Star 𓂀 A love that rewrites itself across every world. In every universe, they find each other. A serpent born of magic and hunger. A star too bright to hold, too stubborn to fall. Peaches Salazar was never meant to love anyone...
