Chasing The Sunset Novels & Stories

It was a beautiful place. We are here right now at the part of the hill where the sunset is more visible. It was a magnificent experience, and my anger vanished when I saw the beauty of this view. I would kill to see this again. I am a nature lover, and I love watching the sunset because it signifies the end of the problem, and I will wait again for the beginning of the day. I love how it goes down and the reappearing of the moon after that. They are all perfectly aligned, and that’s what I want with my things. While everyone loves to watch the sunrise because it means a new beginning. However, I love the connection between the moon and the sun when it sets down. It’s just that the moment is

"You’re going to turn heads tonight. I’m sorry I can’t go with you. Violetta didn’t pick me among the other escorts. I would have loved to see you in action. But I can't leave the house, remember?" “Don't worry. I understand. I’m just happy to have a friend like you.” “Awww…” Ingrid pretended to cry. She leaned in and hugged Evie. She kissed her forehead and whispered, "Remember, it’s just business. And nothing more. Okay?” Evie nodded and walked out of her bedroom. Violetta was waiting for her at the entrance of the club with the other girls and some bodyguards. A limousine was parked outside and the chauffeur stood beside the vehicle holding the door open for her.

Chapter 1 Every day was the same for Ariz Jones. School, part time work and twice a week she meets up with the irregulars of Nobel Paranormal Investigation. Sometimes when he's not busy, Ranka Taniyama the NPI Japanese resident monk or Ran for short teaches Ariz something about exorcisms and some warding spells.

Seeing the sunset from such a height was a rare and beautiful experience for Luna. Luna's mind wandered, thinking about how infrequently she had the chance to appreciate the natural beauty around her – the sea, forests, mountains, beaches – she barely had time to truly enjoy them. Her life was a whirlwind of cameras, fashion, high heels, makeup, catwalks, TV shows, and interviews. She recalled Albert's persistence in taking her to the beach at least once every few months to witness a sunset or sunrise. Those moments allowed her to connect with nature and appreciate its beauty firsthand. A pang of nostalgia hit her as she remembered Albert's promise to take her to the mountaintop to witness b

She hadn’t said much today…just stayed close, shoulder occasionally brushing Ophelia’s, testing the space between mother and daughter. “You really want it this small?” Elara asked quietly. Ophelia smiled…soft, certain. “I spent twenty years performing for cameras. For Lucien. For the board. This time I want quiet. Real. Just the people who matter.” Elara nodded. Marcus jogged up from the water’s edge, shirt sleeves rolled, hair damp from the spray. He carried two folding chairs under one arm. “Chase says the tide’s perfect at sunset,” he called. “Three days from now. 6:47 p.m. He’s already timed it.”

His voice softened, his tone careful—so different from the commanding presence he had at the company. “This weekend, I’m not too busy with work. How about we take Chase and Alex to the beach to go clam digging? “I checked the tide schedule—there’s low tide in the morning, and by the afternoon, the water will rise again. It’ll be the perfect time to dig for clams, and we can stay to watch the sunset over the ocean.” Justin remembered the profile picture she once used—a view of the sun setting over the ocean. Back then, he thought she kept going to the beach because she was searching for lost memories.

After eating an early dinner my best friend and I decide to go out to the veranda to watch the sunset, it's a spectacular scene, something that in the big city we rarely take the time to appreciate. “It's beautiful, isn't it?” “Indeed. I've never before stopped and looked at how beautiful the sunset is.” “Me neither.” We continue watching the spectacle of colors that develops in front of us, not paying attention to our surroundings, until the sound of a throat being cleared startles me, causing me to turn around abruptly. “I apologize if I startled you, beautiful ladies, it was not my intention. My name is Sebastian Dellacasa.” “Don't worry sir, we were very distracted, how can we help you?”

The sunset slowly disappeared, leaving a soft golden hue in the sky. Grayson hugged Kimmy again. “I don’t need any other reason to love you,” he said. Kimmy closed her eyes, returning his embrace. “Me too,” she whispered, her voice trembling. The evening sky by the beach looked like a painting. Shades of orange and purple glowed across the horizon, wrapping the hotel room whose windows were wide open facing the sea. The sea breeze drifted in slowly, carrying the salty scent and the soothing rhythm of the waves. Grayson stood behind Kimmy, embracing her gently from behind. His chin rested on her shoulder as she stood quietly, gazing at the sun that was slowly disappearing.

XANDER I stood at the window, watching the sun dip lower on the horizon, casting an amber glow across the sky. The breeze was gentle, carrying the scent of fresh earth and the quiet promise of evening. I breathed in deeply, the cool air filling my lungs, and for a brief moment, I felt at peace. But that peace was fleeting. ‘Today might be the day I join my father in the afterlife,’ I thought, the weight of that realization pressing down on me. The sunset, beautiful as it was, couldn't mask the bitter truth gnawing at my insides.

Chase smiles down at me. “I’m good” I said, looking into the grey orbs. They’re so much like the moon. It’s insane. No wonder I always got lost in them. They resembled something I dreamt could control me. “Are you ready?” he said and turned his gaze towards the setting sun. O wow, that was beautiful… The sky was lighting up in shades of fire. Mesmerising. Beautiful. I watched it disappear into the leaves of the trees before taking a deep breath. Any moment now…