A Thousand Suns Novels & Stories

Aligned. “You built this on stolen blood,” I said, voice steady despite the chaos. “It ends tonight.” Mikhail smiled faintly. “You mistake evolution for theft.” Duncan lifted his hand. The sky answered. Lightning split downward in blinding forks, striking the earth around Mikhail. The ground exploded upward as Julian’s power surged through the battlefield, trapping hybrid ranks in jagged stone. Cora’s water ripped from the air, forming a sweeping wall that drove the enemy back. Gideon stepped forward, and the air ignited.

I growled, though it came out as a deep, vibrating rumble from my throat, and I stood over her small form and looked up at the glowing lens of the Sun-Cannon that was pointing right at us. I heard the high-pitched whine of the machine charging up again, and I saw the hunters adjusting the mirrors to focus the beam, so I braced my heavy legs and bared my teeth at the flickering light. I knew that my Alpha blood was strong, and since I was a creature of the moon and the sun, I hoped that my fur and my thick hide could absorb enough of the energy to keep the core of the blast from hitting her again. "Theron, you idiot, you need to move or you’re going to be nothing but a rug by the time they’re

Gabriela The air is cold this early in the morning. The sun hasn't risen yet, but with the way the sky is starting to lighten just over the tree line, it's bound to happen any minute now. A shiver races up my spine, but not because of the cold or the fact that I've been dressed in a sheer material that is practically see-through—Alpha Storm's final act of humiliating me, no doubt—but because I know my new owner will be arriving soon.

"I'm really lucky to meet you. During my downfall, when all hope was gone, you appeared. Just like how the sun shines on the world, you lightened up my dark and cold world." Her eyelashes fluttered as she recalled the scenes from the past. The scene where she first met Everly popped into her mind. She can remember that day vividly. Because it was the time when her world crashed. It was in the middle of the winter season and the snow was heavily falling in the night sky. The young Manager Kim, who was also named Julia Kim, is crying in a secluded park. Her arms crossed around her knees as she buried her head inside. Julia Kim is an orphan and for her to survive every day, she has to work seve

A combination of inheriting the fox fire from my father and my mother's light magic can create one I call Solar. I knew demon fox-fire wouldn't work on Hexia because she is more vital than lesser demons. So, while fighting her, I thought of it, and as expected, it worked. Solar had skin through her clothes and burned her skin. Even with her rejuvenating ability, it won't heal. Because I killed her snake, Hexia is growing weaker by the minute. Even in that state, she still has the energy to fight. I got to applaud her for being a loyal servant of Demir.

Instead, I saw a void of a different kind. The sun should have been high in the sky by now, but the horizon was swallowed by a strange, artificial golden haze. It wasn't light that illuminated the world; it was a light that seemed to erase it. It was thick, golden, and terrifyingly silent, moving toward the Northern ridge like a slow-moving wall of liquid fire that left nothing behind. "The Sun-Eaters," Kaelen whispered, her voice trembling as she stood beside us, her hand white-knuckled on the stone railing. "They’re not an army. They’re a ritual. A collective invocation of the Sun’s absolute wrath."

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬

One evening, as the red sun dipped below the crystal spires, Aevon was looking at Sela's tapestry of the two suns. "Why?" Aevon asked, pointing to the yellow sun. Sela paused her weaving. It was the first "why" Aevon had ever asked. It was a question about possibility. About a world that could be different. "On my world," Sela said slowly, choosing her words with care, "the sun is yellow. It is warm. It helps things grow. It... sings a different song." Aevon considered this. "This sun," it said, pointing to the red one in the sky, "sings a sad song."

The night sky blazed like molten gold. Even the stars seemed to vanish as an unnatural light seeped across the horizon. Packs all over the land lifted their muzzles, their howls drowned out by the deafening roar of firestorms crackling in the south. The Solar Wolves had begun. Scene One: The March of Fire

I’m not a gloomy person by any means, but when everyone thinks of you as this ray of sunshine, some high expectations come along with that, and I don’t like to disappoint people. Why do I have to be a ray of sunshine for everyone? When do I get to just be Aurora Williams: human being? _______________ Authors Note: To anyone familiar with my previous work, I will go ahead and tell you that this is nothing like what I've done before. I've written this book to challenge myself as a writer. Also, there are some rape scenes that may trigger some readers, so keep that in mind before you begin reading. The book is yet to be edited so some slight adjustments will be made in the future for redundanci