Anderida Books Sun Eater Novels & Stories

Elara said. She turned to the man in the cloak. Her eyes got bright. “Go back to your master” she said. “Tell him the Sun has returned to the valley. Tell him that if one of his men crosses the border tonight I will burn the Mystic Forest to the ground with them inside it.” The man fell to the floor gasping. He ran away into the darkness. Jasmine stared at Elara. She was really scared now. “You are one of them” she said. “The Aurelians. The Sun-Eaters.”

Sophia found it not credible and said: "I knew Captain was rich and all that but to arrange a satellite personally for us ah man this is just insane" "No doubt about that". Suzan affirmed. Suzan told Sophia to set up her room or do some changes and get comfortable asap. After getting some rest and adjusting a little Sophia went to her favorite place first "the kitchen"..... after a long time of surviving on preserved food, she finally wanted to eat homemade cooking, if it wasn't for all this trouble the Devils of the red Moon caused she might have been working in a restaurant.... the kitchen had a gigantic refrigerator having food supplies for at least one month.....Chef Sophia cooked some r

--- A massive shadow appeared beyond the horizon. The earth shook violently. Cities burned. Mountains collapsed. Entire oceans seemed to boil. The beautiful world descended into chaos. And from the darkness emerged something impossible. Something enormous. Something horrifying. Elara couldn't fully comprehend its shape. Every time she looked directly at it, her vision blurred. As though her mind refused to understand. The creature devoured everything. Magic. Life. Entire cities. Nothing escaped it. Nothing survived. "The Devourer." Luna's voice carried deep sorrow.

"Look at them. They’re afraid of her." "They should be," Nomo replied. "I’m afraid of her, and I love her. God help anyone who tries to take that light away from her now." But as he watched, something changed. The largest Sun-Eater—the one with the massive thermal signature—didn't charge. It stood at the edge of the courtyard, its glowing orange core shifting and swirling until it took on a more humanoid shape. It was taller than the others, more refined, its translucent skin looking almost like polished amber. It didn't hiss; it stood in a silence that felt heavier than the screams of the dying monsters around it.

I looked at Lucian, the toddler was standing in the center of the falling light, his small hands outstretched, unlike everyone else, he wasn't losing his glow, the Starlight flakes seemed to dance around him, afraid to touch his skin. ‘They are the ghosts of dead suns, Mother,’ Lucian’s voice vibrated in my mind, a hauntingly mature resonance, ‘The Star-Eater has eaten a thousand kingdoms to make this storm, it wants us to go to sleep so it can swallow the core.’ "I won't let it," I said, my voice dropping into the resonant, unyielding tone of the Platinum Anchor.

came Evandor’s cold yet melodic voice. Elena raised her head to see the waiter standing in front of them and Evandor giving his order. “You can eat?” asked Elena in confusion. “How am I supposed to survive if I can’t? I mean blood is the must but nobody is saying no to some excess energy and good food” he said in joking yet respectful manner. ‘His voice is too deep!’ thought Elena observing his each and every action carefully. “Don’t you get burned in the sun?” asked Elena baffled.

Please, return the book to its place after reading,” having completely changed, Eriz headed back, leaving the girl alone. Finding a comfortable corner by the window, Ilyana opened her notebook. She was not mistaken - the first page read: “Master Mulder, humble servant of Selene, mother of the White Moon.” Below it is written in small handwriting: “The madman who knew heaven.” Ilyana leafed through the notebook. Some pages were covered in beautiful handwriting. But most of the diary was filled with drawings. Thin lines formed the images of maps, castles and winged people. Ilyana touched one of the images - a flying winged man. Not only was she not alone, there were entire cities like her. But

"Elijah, just translate 20 pages of that book…we don't have time…also as payments, all this book..are free, and also take 3 gold coins from him...." I want to visit an alchemy store after this, that's why I don't really want to spend a lot of time in here. Since he said that he will pay for the translation, why not take advantage of it. Elijah states the conditions which the old man immediately agreed, as for me I just decided to go deep into the storybooks, while every now and then listening to their translations. The old wizard grim was obsessed and fascinated by Elijah's smooth and clear translations while repeating 'Oh God!' and 'Amazing' again and again. Apparently, the book was about F