Book Hello Sunshine Novels & Stories

I squinted and gave the bomb expert a half-smile. "There’s no need to waste time with words.” "Just do your thing, and quick." He nodded and got down to business with his tools. I licked my back teeth. Great. Now of all times I was dying for a smoke. The afternoon in Safrana? It was blazing hot. I had been standing in the blazing sun for what felt like an eternity, and it seemed like the sun was trying to cook me alive.

I had known from a young age that I wasn't the Blackwood family's biological daughter. So I knew that I wasn't worthy of being compared with Claire Blackwood in any way. I had only gotten her doll dirty while cleaning the room, yet Mom punished me by locking me out in the rain all night. When Claire blinded one of my eyes with a laser pointer, however, Mom protected her instead. “Your sister didn't mean to do it. She was just playing around.” After I lost sight in my right eye, Claire showed me a triumphant smile. “Who told you to enter our lives in the first place? You deserve it.” They all said I was an outsider. So for eighteen years, no matter how hard I tried or how desperately

I sighed when I got home again to Hazel asleep. “Sunshine.” I called, nudging her up and after rubbing her eyes, she woke up. “You’re back.” She said, struggling to stand but I helped her up. I asked why she was sleeping on the couch outside and she’d said she was waiting for me. I walked into our room with her in my arms, I was tired but I made sure that she is going to have enough of me tomorrow. “Good Morning,” I heard Hazel greet as she tried to pull me up to come join her, “you missed breakfast but lunch is ready.” She announced and I groaned as I checked the time to see that she’s right.

Reaching her favorite bench, Roslyn settled into its worn wooden slats, cradling her book in her lap. The warm sunlight danced across the pages as she delved into the story, her mind escaping the world. Just as she became engrossed, her mobile buzzed, breaking the tranquility. Roslyn's eyes drifted to the screen, her heart skipping a beat as she saw Chris's name. A smile spread across her face as she answered, her voice infused with warmth. "Hey, it's so great to hear from you."

Nina opened her eyes and was greeted by the rising sun. She slowly sat up on her bed. It was a sunny day but she it felt like there were clouds in her room. The door burst open and Mrs. Story walked in. “Hey, what’s wrong with you?” She asked and sat on her bed “this is the first time you’re waking up this late for work” Nina looked at the time and hopped out of bed, but she was struck by morning sickness and she made a dash for the bathroom.

On a fine Sunday morning, through the closed curtains, the first ray of sunshine was peeking into the room. the room was small with no many decorations. It had white walls which was in immediate need of repainting…the room consists of single bed near the window , a small closet in the wall and a small dressing table with attached bathroom. In the bed isabella twisted and turned to wake up early…the birds were chirping happily outside her window which is her natural alarm. just when she thought of sleeping in for 5 more minutes, a sudden thought crossed her mind..

She remembered very well that she knocked Sunny’s flowers out of her hand, Sunny told her they were called Casablanca lilies. There was a twinkle of surprise in Sunny’s eyes, and then, she looked at Hazel with confusion as if she was missing something. The next moment, she walked up to Hazel. “Are you Hazel Crowe?” “Yes.” Hazel nodded. “I didn’t expect to meet you in this situation.” There was a touch of tenderness in Sunny’s voice. “I’m Sunny, but as for who I am, let’s wait until we meet formally.” Hazel was a little astonished because Sunny was a little different from… what she had imagined.

Whereas Celine has sacrificed so much for our children—for Sunny’s happiness. “Do you only want to go to the zoo?” “Hmm… my classmate showed a picture earlier. Her family went to Snow World. I want to go there too.” “Do you know where that is?” Sunny shook her head. “No.” “All right. Let’s go to the zoo, then Snow World. ” “Really? Can we go there?” “Of course.” “Waa! I’m so happy! Thank you, my superhero! ” When my daughter hugged me, it felt like I was frozen in my seat before slowly melting. Her hug makes my heart warm. Like Celine, Sunny makes me happy and eases my feelings.

They don’t know me very well. I settle into a pool chair, my oversized sunglasses in place, sipping iced tea made by my new best friend Cecilia who always adds just the right amount of lemon. It’s peaceful out here. For once, I let myself relax under the sun. I even manage to open a book without zoning out halfway. Then my phone buzzes. Bonnie. My first real smile of the day stretches across my face. “Hello, beautiful,” her high-pitched voice fills my ears. Typical of her.

Same Night Hazel's knock on her parents' door was gentle, a soft rap of her knuckles against the wood. She waited patiently, her heart beating with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The door creaked open, and Mrs. Wynn's warm smile greeted her, like a sunbeam on a cloudy day. "My darling!" Mrs. Wynn exclaimed, her eyes shining with love and adoration. She stepped aside, revealing the luxurious suite that Noah had thoughtfully provided for them. Hazel's father, Mr. Wynn, looked up from his favorite armchair, his eyes twinkling with curiosity.