Novel & Cerita Books Like 1000 Splendid Suns

He glanced at Sierra again, like he wanted to speak something, but realized it probably ended in fights. “… Speak already,” Sierra glared at him; she was also relaxed, with her arms crossed in front of her chest. Xion figured, while waiting the kid to wake up, it might be better if he just spoke with the woman. “So… you’re having the Sun’s blessing?” He started the conversation awkwardly. “Hm.” “There’s no records about that kind of blessing too,” Xion pondered; really, the woman beside him was just full with mysteries. “Yeah, I always good at leaving without trails,” Sierra answered.

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.

" Moments later, flames began licking every corner of the sty. The pigs were startled and began squealing and trampling over one another in panic, trying to escape. The fire spread quickly, and I felt the painful burns on my skin. The heavy smoke was also stinging my eyes and making me choke. I wanted to run, but I was still chained up, and there was nowhere I could go. Was I finally going to die this time? But maybe it was for the best. The pig sty began to collapse, its support beams falling, and I looked at the blue sky outside the tiny window. I remembered how Victoria looked in her wedding dress.

“Run far. Run fast. But when I find you—” The mirrors explode outward, shards spinning like suns. Later, in the sanctum’s deepest vaults, I lay my hands upon the Solarion. It is a sphere the size of a cathedral, suspended in a crucible of chains, suns bound within its core. Its light sears my vision white, but I do not blink. I drink it in until my veins hum with fire. “Mine,” I breathe. And for the first time, it answers. Not in words.

It wasn't until she noticed the strange book tucked away in the corner that she was able to distract herself from her thoughts. "I almost missed one," she whispered. As she walked over to it, she noticed that its cover was worn, and it seemed to emit a faint glow that caught her attention. Maybe it's how the moon perfectly acted as its own spotlight that made it seem so glowy, but it's not just that. She somehow felt a little hint of amusement as she stared at it. As she approached the book, she saw the shinny title written on it, Lunaria, and she couldn't help but be intrigued. The moonlight shining down on the pages illuminated the words in a way that made them seem to come alive.

Some of them have even taken her home and— Cheers erupted again when someone else, a middle-aged woman, stepped onto the stage and Lena stood beside her as she twirled her hair seductively. “Who will be going home with her tonight? Start bidding!” The woman yelled, and I watched as Charles stepped forward excitedly. “Five hundred dollars.” “One thousand dollars!” “Two thousand!” “Three!” “Ten thousand!” Kale, who was watching uninterested, leaned closer to me and whispered. “All this money for one chick? Ain't she too privileged?” He asked and I didn't bother replying to him as I stepped forward slowly. “One hundred thousand dollars,” I announced and the whole room went silent immediately as