Breaking Through The Clouds 2 Novels & Stories

Silence fell again. Then, a huge fracture tore across the sky. The glowing lattice flickered violently. The shadow behind it pushed harder now. It surged forward. And for the first time… They saw clearly as a single colossal shape began to push through the breaking barrier. Aria felt the blood drain from her face. Because she knew that whatever was coming through the sky was far larger than the world waiting beneath it.

break. I cry out. I don’t care how it sounds. I need help. “Back up!” Ezra yells, and I catch movement in my periphery; Kaia’s brothers pulling people away. Then, the sky groans. Above me, the clouds ripple, then split open like parchment being torn in two. The Veil is breaking. ~~~

She hesitated — then whispered, “I love you.” He smiled, pulling her into his arms. “That’s what I thought.” --- The Breaking Sky That night, thunder rolled over Silverveil. Baylee stood on the balcony again, watching the clouds churn like restless spirits. Collin came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. The storm painted the world in silver and ash. “Melody thinks the Veil will break again soon,” Baylee said quietly. “I know.” “She also says I might not survive another fight.”

She took a deep breath, the kind only someone on the brink of a meltdown could manage, and braced herself. The steel doors slid open, and the first thing that hit her was the sound. Smooth jazz music filled the air, weaving through the space with effortless charm. Laughter followed—light, carefree, completely at odds with her inner turmoil. The sharp clinking of glasses echoed around the rooftop, each toast celebrating something she couldn’t even guess. She opened her eyes and immediately froze.

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Penny woke to hear the steady fall of rain on the roof and the spatter of heavy drops against the window pane. The room was filled with sombre grey light but she could not be sure whether the dawn was breaking or if the storm were responsible for the darkness. But it did not matter. Nothing mattered except Jeremy.

"If you're interested, go ahead." Beck smiled. "Thanks." He'd handled telescopes before, though not often. As he looked through the eyepiece, he asked, "What's that red patch in there?" Celeste replied, "A hydrogen cloud." "Which galaxy's hydrogen cloud?" The questions Beck asked were fairly basic, beginner-level stuff. But Celeste didn't show a trace of impatience, answering each one calmly. Kieran, however, watched quietly, his expression unreadable. Since Caleb, Trevor, and Beck's companies all had business ties with YodaVision, Beck's coming over to greet Matthias and Celeste didn't seem unusual—Caleb thought he was just being polite.

I couldn't even register my destination, my body just knew I needed to get somewhere — up the elevator, up the one remaining flight of stairs, and finally here I was, at the top of the roof. The wind slammed realization into me. Here? Easier. It's over, Myles, just give it up. Peace, Myles. Peace. Yeah, peace. I felt that yesterday... but that was a faux. Save Tristan from you. I took a deep breath, moving to the edge. Okay. For Tristan. But even I knew that was a lie. So, stepping off, I waited for the first bout of freedom. It’s over, Myles. Yeah, it was.

He took my shoe and sock off, inspected the injury before saying softly, “It’s okay. It’s just a sprain.” His face was still so young, but there was something about the way he acted that felt far beyond his years. Suddenly, he saw my red birthmark. “That’s so pretty,” he said, making me blush as I quickly looked down. Just then, my mother found me. As we were leaving, Christopher called out from behind me. “We have to come back and see the aurora again someday! My name’s Christopher Smith!” We always thought we could easily keep the promises made when we were young.

Thick black clouds suddenly gathered over the peaks, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder so intense that the overhead camera drones malfunctioned. Cason's heart sank when he saw this. He grabbed the radio, ready to tell Aria to stop immediately.