13 Reasons Why Skye Novels & Stories

" Welcome home, Skye" ..

I was born into a family where beauty was everything. My father was an Oscar-winning actor, and my mother was a Grammy-winning singer. They had built their lives around beauty, fame, and the image of a perfect family. Then I was born premature, frail, and with a large birthmark covering part of my face. I wasn't the daughter they wanted the public to see, so they left me with my grandmother in the countryside and raised my younger sister, Vivian, instead. Grandma sent them letters and photographs every year. They never answered. Now Grandma was moving into assisted living, and my college dorm wouldn't open for another few days. With nowhere else to stay, I went to my parents' house for

Hi Sky, Honey I know it's been a while, and I know that you won't be able to open this yet but when you do. I need you to know, I know about your mum and the affair, I need you to do me a favour sweetheart. Get your stuff, yours and your brothers, I need you to go to our place. Someone will be waiting for you there, and they will look after you until I can come home. Sky. I need you to run. You're in danger, get your brother and run. Hunter will protect you where I can't. If you're not there, I'll send someone to find you. I will find you, I will come home.

someone who wasn’t calculating a political move behind their eyes or being nice to be for a particular reason. I exhaled roughly. “I’m fine. I mean… I’m okay now.” I should have stopped there, but the look in her eyes beseeched me to open up to her. Looking away briefly, I swallowed, my throat still tight. “They came for me, Skye.” Her face fell. “I know. I heard. I-I wanted to come over earlier, but Kelvin…he gave me that look, and girl….” she threw her hands up, “....I value my spinal cord and I like standing properly, so I stayed put.”

I smiled and she laughed. “Anyways, I thought you should know, today is Skye’s birthday. I could have visited but you know.” “She was probably still sleeping when I left, does she have any plans?” “Nah this time she just wants to have her privacy. After the whole incident with Sebastian, she thinks it’s best that she continues to maintain a low profile.” I hummed in response. “I feel bad. Skye is the loud one and when it comes to birthdays, the town must be painted red. So I wanna ask a favor—“

His voice had that dangerous edge I knew too well. "It's my fault," Selene interjected with a theatrical sigh. "I made all my favorite dishes today. It's natural for Skye to be upset on her first day back. Skye, what would you like? I can prepare something else." Her eyes gleamed with triumph and challenge. But these tactics couldn't anger me anymore. "She's a grown wolf now, not some delicate pup. If you can eat it, so can she," my brother growled. "Skye, stop making everyone uncomfortable. Be sensible for once."

So if you see her, better make sure you- I didn't wait to read the whole shitty paragraph that he wrote. Looking up from my phone, I looked around the school grounds cautiously. There weren't much people out here, mostly because the classes hadn't ended yet. Skeptically, I looked back at my phone. Connor: He isn't telling me why they're keeping tabs on her. Am I supposed to kill this one right here? He's bleeding real bad. I looked up at Skylar's retreating form. She was almost across the parking lot, making her way back inside the hall. I didn't know why something seemed strangely odd about all of this.

Zephyra splashed into the water. Before thinking about all the water that had entered into her nose, she looked around for the woman. She saw a shadowy figure swimming away from Fantascia. The first thing she noticed was that the woman was swimming at great speed with her webbed feet. Everything was visible to her. Why was everything visible to her? Before she could squeeze more out of the second she was inside the water, Bailewick had tied a rope around her and pulled her out. The next second, she was riding Bailewick live a pair of water skies.

“That's what you tell yourself. That's the story you've been hiding behind for a decade. But that's not why‚ and you and I both know it.” Something shifted in his face. Something like panic underneath the anger that he didn't want me to see. "Why does me being with Skye turn you into this?" I was close to him now. Close enough to see the vein pulsing in his temple. "She's a grown woman. She can be with whoever she wants. She can fuck whoever she wants. Why does that thought make you want to kill someone?" I tilted my head. "Unless your problem was never about what I did at that doorway. Unless it's about the fact that I get to touch her and you don't."

Kyle asked with a confused and scared expression. I took a deep breath and spoke, "I'm leaving Kyle." I tried to walk away but he grabbed onto my arm. "What do you mean your leaving Skye, why?" I wanted to just stay here and be with him and my family but I knew what would happen if didn't leave. "Im leaving to be with someone else Kyle." I looked away from him, not having the will power to look into his eyes and say it. He released my arm and I looked at him, his face held so much pain and rejction in it. "Why?" He croaked out.