Escanor Cruel Sun Novels & Stories

she said slowly. "Discount sun," Dante corrected, taking a sip of his coffee. "The real one still arrives on schedule. This is the early-access version." A convoy of vehicles rolled into the compound below. Workers began unloading crates—rare flowers that bloomed only in direct light, heat-sensitive orchids, gold-thread banners embroidered with wolf motifs, crystal light sculptures shaped like howling wolves and crescent moons. An assistant jogged up with a card, handing it to Luna with an apologetic bow.

I washed my face and went back, it was drizzling outside so I stood against the tall window, watching the beautiful pack, the lights illuminated and the buildings looked even taller when I'm in there. Flashes of stormy green eyes came to my mind and a scent of faint vanilla hit my nostrils, I could swear there was someone on the door but when I opened it, I didn't find anyone, only one sunflower on the ground, I crouched to pick it up and looked around the hallway but it was quiet. I smiled and brought the lovely flower to my nose.

I screamed and yelled at her. "Ha!! Did you say a day never passed when they never let us feel like orphans? Where were they when we needed them most." Emily sat on her ash and black king size bed taking off her heels. She was fuming with rage her face and eared red from anger. If I'm not exaggerating, I will say steams are coming out of her nose and ears. ...They where always here Em, they never left. They love you as their own. They even raised you as theirs.

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

Milady, I know you don't know me and probably will never know me or hear from me after this, but there is something you need to know. My name is Scarlet and I am a bar wench down by the taverns. Your Austin talks about you often, and I know many things about you. The reason I do is because he has slept with me time and again while he was looking for you and assumed you never wanted to see him again. He has no intention of telling you any of this for fear that you will never trust him again. I hope you get all that you deserve, milady. Scarlet

A guard said "Mr you better leave or you'll catch a cold the weather isn't a nice one. Please just get into your car to seek shelter" "No I.. I deserve to suffer this, I deserve this pain I am going through the one I caused her was way more than being drenched in the rain.." Eric replied 'This is my punishment for being born by a witch and being ignorant' He thought Eric stayed there for close to two and a half hours and he began shivering. He shivered and then the next thing black out, he had passed out. "Bring him in" Evelyn ordered ~~~ "What just happened Wendy? What was your son talking about?" Edmund asked

Time passed day by day, and two months slipped away in the blink of an eye. That day, the sun was still bright, and as usual, I walked hand in hand with Melanie on the street, enjoying this rare moment of leisure. Suddenly, a familiar yet strange figure appeared before my eyes. I looked closely, and it was Mike. He was wearing a slightly disheveled trench coat, his hair flying in the wind, his face showing signs of travel fatigue, appearing before Melanie and me, looking worn and haggard.

They were glowing with a green light. "The Sun has returned to the Citadel, " Thorne said. His voice echoed. "Just in time for the eclipse." Elara looked down at her dying brother, at the locked doors then at the corrupted Alpha walking toward her. She was trapped in the point of the world. Her pack was being marched toward extinction.. The enemy was not at the gates. They were already on the thrones. At that moment, the sun touched the horizon. At sunset, the sky began to turn a bruised unnatural black.

Like the world below doesn’t exist. Like the swarm isn’t coming. Just this. Just us. Suspended in mist and heat and need. He pulls back—eyes golden, wild, pupils blown. **Lucian (voice rough, breath ragged):** “Hold on.” Wings beat—powerful, thunderous. We rocket upward. Through the clouds. Into clear sky. The sun—my sun—flares brighter, answering my racing heart. Wind screams. Cold bites. His heat anchors. We break the cloud layer—sun blinding, warm on wet skin.

"This is what you did to Amaranth, and now I will make sure you suffer the same death!" Luther spread gasoline everywhere. The moment Reya sniffed the distinctive and sharp smell of gasoline, she wrapped herself tightly around his foot. "Luther, are you insane? It’s me, Reya! The girl you love the most!" It was the wrong thing to say because it provoked him even further. His expression turned from blank to a hideous scowl. He glared at her vehemently, then grabbed her hair and roared in her ears.