A Thousand Suns Novels & Stories

" Moments later, flames began licking every corner of the sty. The pigs were startled and began squealing and trampling over one another in panic, trying to escape. The fire spread quickly, and I felt the painful burns on my skin. The heavy smoke was also stinging my eyes and making me choke. I wanted to run, but I was still chained up, and there was nowhere I could go. Was I finally going to die this time? But maybe it was for the best. The pig sty began to collapse, its support beams falling, and I looked at the blue sky outside the tiny window. I remembered how Victoria looked in her wedding dress.

I don't see a thing. I try a few times as I take a few cautious steps but get no results. Sighing in frustration, I continue to walk and listen for any sounds. It's eerily quiet. Not even a breeze stirs in the air. I'm walking for what I assume are minutes when it happens. A loud roar reverberates throughout the area. It sounds like a lion's roar but deeper. Suddenly, the air stirs around me with a loud whoosh. I look around, pulling my flailing hair from my face; I struggle against the wind. Fragments begin to fly around me, hitting me in the arms and legs. I cry out in pain when my skin begins to burn in every part the debris touches. That's when the darkness wanes, and an oddly colored su

Hanggang sa naisipan niyang 'If i die, will my suffering end? Will Miks and Tres can get enough love as one says their goodbye first? Or one still cant get enough love and wishes for the other to come back to continue the unfinished love-hate love? _ Sa madilim na silid ay makikitang may maliwanag na ilaw na nanggagaling sa Araw ng buwan na nakapasok at nakatuon sa direksiyon sa kama Kung saan nakahiga ang binatang natatakpan na ngayon ng silaw ng Liwanag ang maamong mukha. His long curved eyelashes flutter at irritation hanggang sa Dahan Dahan niyang buksan ang kanyang mga mata. His slightly orange and yellowish eyes that resemble the sunrise calmly faced the sunlight that blocked his hand

It is not easy having pale white skin in a tropical country, but having albinism is harder. “I have albinism. I don’t have pigment in my skin and hair. I’m fine.” Sol explained as well. He noticed that they are not paying attention. “Papa.” Luna called sternly. It seems that it had brought her father back to the discussion. He blinked thrice. Sol counted. “Ah, yes. Yes. We need to find the son that is blessed with Apolaki, the God of the Sun. How do we do that?” her Father asked the priest.

analysis," Georgina smiled. "We didn't know this lunch was about Lindsey and Keith, you both should have just invited just them and talked to them instead of making us seat here like fools," Cynthia said, she was already the disrespectful granddaughter in-law so being nice now won't change her already know title. "You are free to leave Cynthia, no one forced you to be part of this family," Chairman Winslow said stunning Cynthia. Cynthia stared at him, she couldn't believe her ears, she wanted to snap back at him but Francis tapped her hand signalling her to remain calm. "The Soprom regional is in three weeks, make sure everything is ready before then," Chairman Winslow said now changing the

Suit and all! He ran his hand over the two wolves carved on the edges of the throne. They were facing opposite directions. “Care for a drink?” “No, thank you. I’m good.” “Remember the story of the two wolves?” “Yes.” Brown remembered the story quite well. Father used to tell them the story at every chance he gets. It was a story of two wolves that had come together as a two-wolf pack. They had hunted together and against all odds, had conquered the entire countryside.

Captain exhaled "they won't be the same in power and technology, the "Devils of the red Moon" will be even deadlier than before" he clenched his fists "we have to be prepared or else humankind will fall into the hands of those devilish bastards and we won't let that happen at any cost". Suzan looked lost all of a sudden, "Promise me... Suzan...promise me...." the last words of Lucas were echoing in her mind. "I wanna resign from my duties as a member of the 'Angels of the burning Sun' "

His throne, an elaborate seat of blazing gold, was set atop a dais, encrusted with sunstones that shimmered with every step he took. The air was warm, always perfumed with the scent of molten amber and sweet nectar. His chambers were adorned with tapestries woven from sunbeams, depicting the many victories he had claimed over the eons. It was a place of immense power and unbearable heat—a fitting abode for the god of the sun, where only the most resilient could withstand the intensity of his presence.

" Chelsea glared down at the box and huffed. I still don't understand, Sophie. I laughed as her lips pouted and her face screwed up. She had pretty lips, they were really thick with a perfect cupid's bow. I opened the box and pulled out a blank pink paper heart. I held it up in the air between me and Chelsea. "This is an empty love." I pointed to the box. Noona gave me a thousand to collect in my life." I put the heart back in the box and took her hand. "A new adventure, Chelsea, To collect a thousand love kisses before I die, from my soulmate." I..... What.... Sophie? I'm confused!" She said, but I could hear the anger in her voice. Chelsea can be pretty angry when she wants to.

The sun, pale as it was, hit the mirrors. The light didn't just reflect, it intensified. A beam of pure, blinding white light slammed into the center of our procession. It hit Killian directly. He let out a sound I never thought I’d hear from him. A high, agonized scream. His shadow wolf, the massive black beast that lived beneath his skin, recoiled. The Northern Sun-poisoning was a mixture of concentrated UV light and atomized silver dust being shaken from the cliffs above. "Killian!" I lunged for him as he fell from the sled, his skin beginning to smoke.