Breath Of The Sun Novels & Stories

he gasps, his hands now looking like smudged charcoal as they grip my hips. I can feel the cold of the canvas beginning to seep into him. The heat of the night is being replaced by a wintery chill that radiates from his chest. He lunges deeper, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts. I feel the final surge building, a massive, terminal pressure that feels like a physical weight in my chest. My heart is a drum, beating out the seconds until the sun claims him, and the pulsating of his body matches it perfectly. The sun breaks over the horizon. A single beam of golden light hits the empty frame and reflects onto us.

"Close your eyes." "I don't deserve to find my way back." "I’m not doing this for your conscience, Richard. I’m doing it so you don't seize and die on my rug." I leaned over him. I pressed my scented palms against his temples. "Breathe. Just breathe." Richard’s breath hitched. He fought it for three seconds. Then, his eyes rolled back. His entire body went limp. "That's it," I whispered. I leaned closer, my chest almost touching his. I let the scent of cedar wash over him. "Follow the sun. Forget the pack. Just find the cedar."

A feeling she didn’t want to question too deeply. Knox felt her breathing deepen. A faint sigh left her lips as she drifted off, her body relaxing completely against his. He looked down, brushing her hair away from her face. The moonlight slipping through the window lit the strands like silver threads. “She’s asleep,” he whispered to himself. He didn’t want to move, didn’t want to disturb her. But the pack link buzzed in his head like a persistent knock on a door. Brian. Alpha, please come to the first floor, his beta's voice cut through, sounding urgent—panicked even.

At the very bottom of the metal box lay a yellowed photo. In the photo, a teenage girl was hugging a little boy, and they were both smiling brightly. That was my brother, Sunny. Before becoming Tatiana Buzzelli, I scraped by in the Southeast Darland black market. I didn't even have a name. There was nothing I wouldn't do to earn money to save Sunny's life. I committed every sin imaginable, long past the point of redemption. Night after night, Sunny would wake up, shaken by nightmares. He'd hold my hands and cry. "I'm scared. I don't want you to kill anymore. Can we leave, please?"

Anthony peeked out from behind her, looking smug. I collapsed onto the floor, finally snapping back to my senses. Looking at my sister's blazing eyes, mine turned red. "Sis, I'm sorry. Please don't be mad." I struggled to my feet, enduring the unbearable itch crawling across my skin, and began putting every rubber figurine back where it belonged. In the end, my throat was so swollen I could barely breathe, and my face turned a sickly blue before I collapsed onto the ground again. Yessenia watched me gasp for air while still trying to clean up. She seemed a little taken aback.

of the breeder will be overlooked as long as the price is cut in half, which Storm clearly ended up agreeing to. The air in the room is suddenly sucked right out, leaving nothing but a burning feeling in my lungs. At the bottom of the paper is a name that I never thought I'd see in a million years. Yours truly, it reads, Aaron Hampton.

’ Suddenly, the muffled sound of a door being violently thrown open echoed through the line. Kaelen’s heart forcefully skipped a beat, his hands tightening instinctively around the steering wheel. “Matt! What on earth happened over there? Answer me!” However, the one who responded to him was not Matt. “Where are you?” Hearing Scarlett’s voice, Kaelen’s face shifted drastically. “What’s wrong?” After a momentary stillness, Scarlett spoke, her words cutting through the air with agonizing slowness. “Your Luna, Iris, and the pup in her womb are both dead.”

Aria looked toward the rising sun, smiling with tears streaking silently down her face. “I will rule,” she said quietly. “I will raise our child. I will protect this world.” Her hand rested over her stomach as the second heartbeat pulsed—stronger now. “And when the cycle ends,” she whispered, voice hardening with a promise, “I will rip the heavens open and bring him back to me.” Far beneath the earth, bound in light and shadow— Dax opened his eyes. And the seal began to whisper his name silently.

At one point, I was even able to run right next to her, and she spotted me and looked over before smiling. The sky turned darker as the sun disappeared and we began to slow our run, "Whoo!" Aurora exclaimed and put her hands on her hips, trying to catch her breath, "That was a good one," she kept smiling as she asked me, "Amazing, right?" "Beautiful," I answered mindlessly. Even though the sun was gone, Aurora continued looking to the west in a longing way, as if she were trying to will the sun to come back up. "We should get back to the car," I said and turned around, Aurora followed.

The world’s first breath was not wind. It was memory. It rippled through the air—soft and wide—like a sigh carried by a thousand voices that had been waiting too long to be heard. The trees bent as it passed. The light fractured, then rejoined itself in new colors that didn’t exist before. The sky, once gold, deepened into something more—an ocean of pale warmth that shimmered with faint threads of blue fire. For a moment, there was peace.