Brightest Sun Novels & Stories

It was so bright that it was lightening up his whole world. The warmth the figure exudes slowly melted the frozen ice surrounding his soul. However, his light was more painful than the soaring flames covering him. The 'sun' suddenly created another ball of light that was ten times more powerful than the light he emits. He threw it faster than the speed of lightning. Before realizing that it had arrived in front of him, he was engulfed by that little 'sun'. "Aghhh!" The ice around his soul melted but the pain that engulfed him was so ruthless and excruciating.

I say cheerfully. One by one, injured people exit their cells and help each other down the corridor and out through the hole I created. With great difficulty, I reach down and wrap Jasper’s arm around me and help him to his feet, “Come on, I’m not leaving without the person I came for.” Though it causes me great pain, I help Jasper out of the dungeon to where everyone is waiting on the grass outside. The sun is beating down on us and I breathe it in, letting its rays replenish me and keep me going. Makkares can draw their magic from the sun, the largest source of light and energy in our solar system, and one I’m very grateful to have right now. “What do we do now?” A woman with blood-red eye

Unknown The sun dipped low over Sunshine City, painting the sky in hues of orange and crimson, a stark contrast to the darkness swirling in Ambrosia's heart. She stood atop a high rooftop, her silhouette framed against the fading light, watching the bustling streets below. Her emerald eyes glinted with malice as she spotted Athena walking through the crowd, her beauty undeniable, radiant like the sun itself. “Soon, my dear,” Ambrosia whispered to herself, the corners of her lips curling into a wicked smile. “You will be mine.”

Kemi’s voice was the first thing that broke through the static. I blinked against a sudden, blinding spike of gold. It wasn't the artificial blue light of a cartel quarantine field or the violent violet of a data-surge. It was the sun—a real, unfiltered sunrise breaking over the Lagos-Aethelgard harbor, painting the oil-slick waters in brilliant shades of amber, copper, and rose.

Then a man came up, he looks exactly like the man who just kissed her. “I, the King Sun, bless you with light and luminosity. To guide and protect anyone who trails off to the dark” he touches the crown and it glows, almost blinding everyone. Then the orbs flew them to another place, this time it was just her and the King Sun. She is still wearing the same clothes and the crown. “After tonight we won’t see each other again” he said, “Who have thought right?” he added as he tries to shrug the words he just said.

SUMMER. The heat of the sun beamed against my face as I slowly opened my eyes to the warmth of the sunlight. He was right beside me with his hands already stroking my hair and I sat up with a smile across my face. “Good morning” I said softly and he heaved. “Morning, Sunshine” Vincent puckered his lips in a way that made me blush lightly. “The brightest of them all” He added. My cheeks were the brightest red of them all.

Finrir's hand acted as a visor, allowing him to gaze around at the awe-inspiring sight before them. Tritan couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions seeing Finrir react to the dazzling light. His admiration for Finrir's resilience grew even stronger as he observed his determination to overcome the temporary blindness caused by the intense brightness. Tritan's own appreciation for the simulated sun and the thriving environment filled with rows of magnificent Pinna nobilis and living coral reefs was magnified through Finrir's reaction.

The very highest point of the entire Vana tribe was the tip of Bode’s sword. Standing before the main gate at dawn or dusk, one could see the sun almost level with the castle itself. Whenever the sun rose, the most brilliant light of the Nine Worlds would first illuminate the statues of the chief gods, then gradually wash over Heinir Palace, and only afterward spread across the entire royal capital and every inch of the Vana tribe’s land.

The Bahamian sun was a brilliant, unforgiving white, turning the sand into a blinding sheet of gold. I leaned back in the lounge chair under the cabana, a cold drink sweating in my hand, but I wasn't thinking about the heat. I was watching them. My world.

He answered standing beside her as she stood on the hanging balcony of the house. “This, this is like paradise” She and look at him with an uncontrollable smile that made him smile and look away. “It is,” Nicholas said. Brianne pulled out her phone and open the camera and took tons of pictures of the scenery in front of her. “Bryan will like to see this, he likes the sea and everything that it has, even the scary big shark, he likes them so much.” She said as she zoom at the picture biting her lower lips in excitement.