A Thousand Suns Book Romane & Geschichten

" I looked around and realised that the winds blowing made all the leaves surround me in a circular manner Like they were engulfing me to soothe me The water in the lake looked a lot more blue Like blue lights were being emitted by the water The old man passed me a reassuring smile "She is here son watching you....telling you she is here with you...." I found an unknown courage inside me and got up on my feet "Don't worry Ezra your mate is coming ....you can't die unless your wolf defeats me.....the thunder wolf may have power of thunder but I have power of love.."

It was nothing like I ever saw. I picked the book of shining light. It was a big book and it had such an inscribed and ancient design. On the cover, there was an evil looking being and an angelic being. They each were on fighting positions. It’s like they wanted to attack each other. Curiosity led me to open the book. My fingers stopped working when the pages of the book flipped open by themselves. I was astounded. It stopped at a page. A page I desperately read. And so it was said, that every millennium. A war between the brothers of light and the brothers of darkness shall take place. The…

When all was done, the ground where I had struck looked charmed. The watchers were already on The Dark Mage. Binding him and he was powerless to stop them. Selena and Theodore came to my side. It is done. I might have lost the family I knew but I have been gifted with another and I will protect them, as long as I can. About The Author Phiya is a pseudonym for two sisters from Nigeria. They write books, articles and they own a website. www.thejibbyjabber.com.

Carla's POV With my heart beating heavily and shattering against the wall of my chest,my vision blurred behind the shimmer of sun that sank into the room through the window. I quit pacing as my attention was drawn to two raps that came from the door. “Come in." I called out settling into one of the sofas in the room. It had been twenty minutes since I had sent for the healer, the long minute had been filled with an emptiness that expanded deep in the inside of me till it threatened to eat me alive.

We were intertwined in each other's arms like star-crossed lovers for the rest of the day, bathing under the sunlight which cast its warm glow through the windows of his room until the sunlight had become moonlight, and even then, I couldn't pull myself away from him. But little did I know that this safe haven I had worked so hard to find was on the verge of breaking with the unanswered questions that were left about Malachi Kingston. My home, my heaven, was once again, about to be taken from me. But the difference is that this time there is no curse to hold me back from enacting my revenge on the man that turned my Heaven into Hell in the first place. Because I won't forgive and forget, not

He stared at me, wide-eyed, and slowly, terror crept across his face. "You... it's you! How are you still alive?!" My expression turned cold. "Of course I’m alive, Calvin. Karma always catches up with those who deserve it. All the evil you've done—now you can pay for it in hell. As for me, my beautiful life is just beginning." With that, I pulled out my sunglasses and placed them on my face. I gave Calvin a disdainful smile before turning and walking away. Behind me, I could hear him pounding the walls in fury, no doubt wishing he could break through the prison walls and kill me.

“Thank you for everything. For your trust, your guidance, and for showing me what it means to be unbroken.” They nodded, serene and composed. Slowly, they began to step back. Their forms shimmered in the sunlight, their edges blurring like mist. And then, as if the wind itself had swallowed them, they disappeared. The forest seemed emptier, quieter, yet somehow lighter, as though the earth itself exhaled in relief. Nina whispered beside me, her hand brushing mine. “They’ve returned home. Their sanctuary is hidden now, beyond the eyes of any who might seek them, yet we will always be able to find them if needed.”

The Solarion hums deep in the bones of the Sanctum, drinking suns to rip the heavens open at my word. Soon. Three days—no, less. Soon I will hold a weapon fit for gods. Soon Kael will see what his absence made of me. And when he does, he will not find the girl who once loved him. He will find the light that devours worlds. For I am Solara. The last dawn. The fire that breaks empires. And the sky has already begun to burn.

Every time a soldier reformed, Kael and I hit the same rhythm — sword, flame, strike, breath — until the air hummed with the pattern of us. Then the ground burned. Not from fire. From presence. Light gathered on the horizon, trembling — not stable, not real — like a god’s echo clawing its way back through its own death. Solen. Or what was left of him. He stepped out of the light — translucent, cracked with fractures of gold, his form flickering between glory and ruin. “You cannot kill the Sun,” he said, voice hollow. “You can only delay dawn.” I smiled. “Guess I’m hitting snooze, then.”

Juliana's smile widened, a glint of victory in her eyes. The next day, as Chester and Seth kept Juliana company, a shrill ringtone sliced through the air. Chester's heart clenched without warning. The moment the call connected, a mafia goon's voice, laced with panic, blurted out, "Mr. Kane, we've got a huge problem! At an old factory just outside town, they found a dead woman, her uterus missing, and she's got a birthmark on her arm just like Miss Tania's!"