Escanor Cruel Sun Novels & Stories

That is his way of life. "That’s Carter Horaze Villaraza." Sancha said this while secretly pointing to a man next to Zeeve. He appears to be cold and intimidating! His hair was neatly cut, and his defined cheekbones and concrete jaw stood out while he chewed his food. “Auxel Ryder Gallego.” My gaze was drawn to the other guy next to Carter; he looks so fine with his scythe-shaped brows and sea rover-blue eyes that are noticeable even from a distance.

And yet… her wrist burned faintly under her sleeve, the crest mark mocking her in silence. Dusk bled across the sky, painting the horizon in streaks of crimson and gold before the shadows of night swallowed the world. The pack gathered in the sacred clearing, circling the great stone altar at the center. Torches lined the perimeter, their flames flickering and twisting, shadows leaping like restless spirits.

FREDDY I stretched hard against the softness of the sheets with my jet black duvet in a dump against my body like it was casually abandoned there. My eyes were still shut but I could feel the slight warmth of the morning sun against my face. "Don't shut your eyes. Watch me." Immediately, my eyes slipped open. I was back in my room, and of course, Lola wasn't here. I sighed wearily, getting off the bed even though I still felt drowsy and weak.

“I thought you would have learnt some manners by now?” “I would have.” Something dangerously low resonated under Xander’s voice. “If you had learned to stop flirting with any woman you saw.” “Beautiful woman, you mean.” Oliver let out a loud laugh, before drawing his gaze back to me. I watched something dark flicker in his eyes for a bit, before disappearing again. “And Kieran here isn't just beautiful, she's a goddess. A reincarnation of the moon goddess herself.” “Don't you dare.” Xander warned and I almost grinned at how territorial he sounded. “Don't you try to…”

Ryan raised the chair in his hands, and with a swift motion, brought it down on me, his eyes cold as they met mine. I was paralyzed by the fear in my eyes, unable to move. "Ah!" The pain shot through me like a jolt of electricity, and I couldn't contain the blood-curdling scream that escaped my lips. My fingers were crushed instantly, mangled and bleeding, as I stared at them in disbelief. The physical pain, sharp and intense, barely compared to the crushing weight in my chest.

Solara(Elara) The dawn comes blood-red. I know because I made it so. The sky used to rise soft and pale, blue like a prayer whispered by someone who still believes. Now, it ignites each morning in a blaze that cracks the horizon in half, as if the day itself fears my temper. I stand on the Balcony of Ascension, staring at the armies assembling on the plains of glass below. Tens of thousands. Legions clad in armor bright as shattered suns.

Is that actually the sound of squawking and quarrelling on this most blissful of days? Then they ghost into view. They use the sun to hide their approach, but the noise they make is unmistakable. The first glimpse I get of them is when I squint my eyes towards the sun. The sun is glowing like a shiny, gold sovereign, and they are the stains upon it. First one, then two, then a whole multitude of the little fuckers. They are after the sausage roll that I clutch tighter in my hand, and now I’m up against it as these are a determined enemy. They sail and glide towards me first, using the sun as a shield and approaching in silent mode for the attack. The first one that I can make out properly is

The sun spiralled above me as if illuminating a brilliant and captivating illusion, the twin moons, Estella and Fenrir co-existed within the blue and opal with their breathtaking imagery captivating and luring your gaze until the luminescent moons hypnotized you and carried you away in a graceful trance. I shivered slightly as the centre of my spine ached with a familiar pain, it was a distinct ache that spread to my shoulder blades and coursed through my muscles in a wave of dull agony. The birth of the summer solstice awoke the burden that consumed my existence as my screams of agony could be heard for miles creating unrest as those from around me were forced to bear witness it the unendin

What I saw inside the envelope made me nauseous. It’s a picture of a man with full of blood. There’s also a picture of its back with a words engrave in it. THE HUNT STARTS NOW! -JMJ What the hell?

And there would be more. Joseph looked on and finally saw the four power-armors, still standing but with their upper body hunched forward, slouching like a crumbling statue. Each and every visor ruptured open with smoke coming out of them. Their weakest spot. And the Kalayaan Spec Ops made sure and quick work of it. Real quick work. He looked away. He didn't want to see what was inside. He knew what was inside.