Beyond The Skies Novels & Stories

Finally losing all sense of humor, Ryke said, "Three days, that's all I'm giving you before I start tearing down Steele Co-operations" Logan threw the contract at him as he walked out angrily. "Three days Logan". *************** Crystal scattered the last pieces of the bread crumbs. The birds all gathered round to peck at them. She watched and wondered what it would feel like to be like them. She would be able to spread her wings, soaring in the sky without a single care in the world. She would be free. "Mum used to stare at the sky too with that same wishful look. The birds don't have it as easy as you think".

"Did you hear it too? That whisper? It felt like a warning." Eryx frowned, "I did. It's as if we've only addressed a symptom of a larger issue." Dupree, overhearing our conversation, joined in, "I felt it too. The balance may have been restored, but something still feels amiss." Lysandra, her eyes scanning the horizon, remarked, "The skies. Look at them. They're not the same." We all looked up to see the once-blue skies now streaked with hues of crimson and gold, and an unfamiliar celestial body slowly emerging. It was an ominous sight, and the city's inhabitants began to take notice, their celebrations turning into murmurs of concern.

Lysandra, always attuned to the nuances of the land, looked skyward, her expression contemplative. Suddenly, the sky began to fracture, like a mirror shattering. Brilliant, ethereal pathways opened up, revealing glimpses of realms previously unseen — cities made of pure light, vast oceans floating in the sky, and endless fields of stars. Each realm seemed vastly different from the next, but all were undeniably beautiful and eerily mesmerizing. "The Heart's awakening," Lysandra whispered, her voice filled with awe and trepidation, "has not only attracted the attention of the Shadowlands. It has opened doorways to countless other realms."

I took off for the wild yonder, gazing up at the Milky Way sprawled across the night sky. It was my son's dream. He was a stargazer, an astronomy buff since he was knee-high. On his birthday, he saw his first meteor shower in the wild. Tragically, that same night became his last. I was determined to make his dream come true. The divorce papers, signed by Elias, landed in my mailbox. Maybe it was guilt, but he rewrote the terms, leaving me with a lion's share of our assets. I took it all without batting an eye.

Indecisive, Lyon introduced a combination of both, watching as the water transformed into a vibrant, deep sapphire topped with a mountainous layer of white froth. The soak provided some relief, but it paled in comparison to the restoration of a brief slumber. The sheer magnitude of his recent exhaustion was staggering—and he knew the Stormbreakers were the primary catalysts. It wasn't merely his late-night venture with Adrian or those stolen, heavy moments with Viktor on the transit bus. It wasn't even the intense, multi-partner dynamics he had navigated with the Alphas. He couldn't even utilize his profession as a convenient scapegoat. While demanding, his strategic role with the team was n

But above them The sky split. A scream rang out not from the Prophetess, not from Elara But from **beyond** the stars. Something ancient had felt the fracture of the Veil. Something **woke up.** And from the east, where the mountains met the sky A second moon began to rise. Blood-red. Twisting. Watching.

84. Rachael. I stared out the window, mesmerized by the breathtaking beauty of the summer skies. The brilliant blue stretched out before me, dotted with puffy white clouds that seemed to drift lazily across the horizon. I had been cooped up inside for too long, and the sight of the sky was like a balm to my soul. I felt a deep sense of peace wash over me as I gazed out at the endless expanse, feeling the weight of my worries slowly lift.

“But you won’t live to keep it.” Lisa tilted her head. She attempted to step back, but the drugs had already dulled her limbs. Her body swayed, fragile and unsure. Petra’s hand shot forward. The shove was sharp and merciless. Lisa stumbled, her heel catching on the tile’s edge. Her arms flailed momentarily in a desperate attempt to regain balance before the pool engulfed her. The splash echoed across the estate, shattering the silence. Lisa’s body twisted beneath the water, her arms flailing weakly, legs moving out of sync. Bubbles streamed from her mouth as she gasped for air, but the drug had stolen her strength. Her hands reached upward, breaking the surface once, twice, before slipping b

Illumination flourished the wholeness of the monotonous sky in outspreading light of purple dye, the tedious of the horizon is broken- but now, a beauty never seen is there sat in front of their eyes. The blankness of the above, the topmost of the world called as sky in the book of DEOS, transfigured. The heavenly bodies seeming like smokes called as clouds appeared- clouds were thought to be non-existent but it really exists- just a perfect element to make a pleasant scene together with the tinted sky.

I wander a little, breathing in deep. The air here feels different — fresh, cool, slightly sweet from the blossoms. It calms the jittery beat of my heart, just a little. I find a bench and sink onto it, letting my head tip back toward the sky. Just five minutes. Five minutes to feel normal before I go back in and pretend I’m totally cool with feeding two men who clearly own the world but look at people like they’re chess pieces. Except — of course — the universe can’t even give me those five minutes.