Brightest Sun Novels & Stories

Slowly, the dark shadow of the moon began to creep across the bright face of the sun. One by one, people raised their glasses. Cheers and gasps rippled through the gathering as the sunlight dwindled. Then, in a breathtaking moment, the sun was completely covered. The sky turned deep twilight, the brighter stars became visible, and around the dark silhouette blazed the brilliant white halo of the sun’s corona.

"Do you have any tulips today?" A familiar voice rang in my ears, and I had already prepared one to hand to him. "Smells wonderful. It must look beautiful." When I heard him say that, my mood instantly brightened because of the tulips. "It must look beautiful." The weather was unpredictable. Just a moment ago, the sunlight had been warm on my skin, but in the blink of an eye, raindrops began to fall. Rio had a surgery today. In a panic, I began moving the flowers back into the shop, and he offered to stay and help me.

I swear. She sparkles and twinkles and blinks with honey brown light in the wake of daylight's rigor mortis. She shimmers. Glimmers. And burns. They say that no matter how long the night is, eventually, day will break, right? But what if your Sun was not a Sun. What if there was no guarantee that the Sun will show up when morning finally comes. What if your Sun was a person, not a ball of hydrogen and helium burning fierce and bright, zillions of miles away. What if your Sun didn't need to rise; rather, you needed it, or him, or her, to walk into your life before you could see clear skies.

The sun didn't have a volume knob. In the simulations, if the light was too bright, my mind would simply adjust the "exposure." But here, in the real world, the sun was a hot, heavy weight on my shoulders. It made the back of my neck sting. It made my eyes ache. It was beautiful, and it was exhausting.

Solas stood amidst the burning wreckage, the Tear of the Sun pulsing in his hand like a dying heart. The sheer intensity of the light began to melt the stones beneath his feet, turning the ruins into a lake of liquid gold. "I am the Sun!" Solas screamed, his voice a distorted, metallic screech. "And you... you are nothing but a stain on my world!" He leveled the crystal at me, and a beam of pure, white-hot divinity erupted. It was enough to vaporize a city.

It seemed as though Gideon had extinguished a sun, and the brilliant light flooded the entire space. "This isn't good!" Kori realized the threat, but it was already too late. Four screams echoed in quick succession, followed by complete silence. The Sun Ascending Smash was one of Gideon's most potent and unique skills, known for its incredible ferocity. It was nighttime. Had it been a sunny day, the punch's power would be even more formidable, as it could harness the sun's intense energy for the attack. The light faded swiftly. On the battlefield, four guardians lay lifeless, surrounded by pools of blood—one in front of Gideon, one behind, one to his left, and one to his right.

The sunlight highlighted the sharp angles of his face. Where had he been this morning? She looked around again. Eddie was seated at the table—and beside him, holding hands with Blake, was something new. They were talking and laughing. Brian sat beside Knox in the left side while his right is empty. Gamma Stephen was next to him. Everyone seemed in high spirits. Lydia walked over. Knox stood and pulled out the chair beside him. She smiled and thanked him before taking her seat. Alpha Damon smiled, stood, and raised his cup. All the wolves in the room turned to him. The room hushed.

I didn’t bother with an umbrella; it was a bit hot, but I felt lighter than I had in years. Even the darkest places eventually see the light.

And the loudest was from Caroline. -------- Tabby

“... it's daytime. The sunlight is burning.” What?