Novel & Cerita Aesthetic Sunshine

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

I crawled at the rope with bound my hands, fought against the burning in chest and when the black spots started to appear in my vision, I knew I had no more fight left. Vibrant reds, blush pinks with soft purple undertones and calm light blues all gathered together to bask in the sun's golden glory. The sheer beauty of it brought tears to my eyes, it was the most beautiful sun rise I'd ever seen. The glorious dawn that chased away the night's shadows. The last sunrise of my life. Not a bad view at all!

It was not that she didn’t notice about her beauty, but what made her shock was Sierra’s long silver hair. Her hair complemented the fair skin perfectly. Then, her face had the characteristics of an elegant yet fierce young woman. Her beauty would definitely make every woman jealous. Seeing the guest furrowed her brows a little, Uncle Ten’s wife quickly spoke with a trained intonation, “Dear customer, it’s a part of our daily service to provide a bucket of water,” she intentionally raised the wooden bucket higher. Sierra blinked silently and made a way for the attendant.

I told her as I glanced at my friends with sour facial expressions as expected. There's no doubt about how they make the most out of their vacation, even in the broad sunlight. The sunburn on their faces is evidence, especially Chloe and Cassy, as they have fair skin. Both Avery and Scarlett show a little mark of sunburn; their morena complexion helps a lot. Cassandra and her friends stay for almost two hours before they finally decide to leave. My friends also ask to leave and rest. I take them out of the room to politely thank them for the last time.

(Alessa) The morning after the verdict didn’t just break — it arrived like a revelation. Sunlight flooded the penthouse in a violent, beautiful sea of gold, turning every glass surface into liquid fire. I woke slowly, cocooned in the heavy, muscular heat of Adrian’s body. His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm against my back, his skin radiating a feverish warmth that anchored me to the earth. The city hummed eighty floors below — a distant, frantic hive — but inside this glass sanctuary, the world had been reborn.

Isabella’s POV….. We walked to the beach and the place was beautiful, Sunlight spilled across the sand like molten gold, the ocean stretching endlessly in front of us, it was huge and so clear. Soft music thumped from portable speakers planted in the sand, a mix of pop and reggaeton that blended with laughter, crashing waves, and the low hum of conversation. “Here” Aurora said handing me a sunscreen “What will I do without you” I told her kissing her cheeks

The car slowed to a gentle stop in front of the boutique just after noon. The sky above was overcast, a muted silver light resting softly over the city. No sun broke through, only the suggestion of light filtering through layered clouds. It made the storefront glass gleam without glare, every surface polished and still. Inside the display windows, Capsule Seven stood exactly as intended. Structured, refined, composed. The palette was quiet but assured. It did not beg for attention. It held it.

In a swift, decisive motion, he drove the dagger from his sleeve straight into his heart. As blood gushed forth, Eric swiftly wrapped his arms around me, shielding me from the horror. ... The day of the funeral was draped in a curtain of unending rain. I was there to bid farewell to the past, to see Chester off on his last journey. Seth stood by the grave, his gaze fixed on me. Rain soaked his hair, his eyes were red-rimmed, and a shadow of stubble darkened his jaw, giving him a worn and weary look.

"Sunshine, I'm not a beautiful girl anymore. You should call me an 'aunt' instead." Sunshine quickly shook her head and firmly said, "No, you're definitely a beautiful girl." Not willing to back down, Felix chimed in. "She's a beautiful aunt." "Beautiful girl." "Beautiful aunt."

The waves rolled and crashed before coming at them again, but not violently. Soft and serene, like the flow of music. The sun cast a golden orange glow in the distance as it disappeared along the horizon The sunset was beautiful, like fading music. Kayden held Crystal's icy hands, feeling bubbles in his chest. He gave her his jacket because she was cold, but she wanted to watch the sunset. The citric scent of her shampoo tickled his nose. When she placed her head on her shoulders, it smelled so lovely he barely stopped himself from taking a bite of her head.