Exploding Suns Novels & Stories

Everything they loved and cared about was erased as quickly as everything they hated and despised. Everyone had been obliterated so thoroughly that it was like they had never existed in the first place. ~ The rest of the galaxy seemed to gasp at the absolute devastation they were seeing and experiencing. On every screen in every nation, the ongoing celestial explosion was ‘casted in real time. They all watched every moment and minute that the star exploded. All watched as the targeted solar system was wiped out in a matter of minutes. Molten planets and asteroid belts and gas giants and frozen rocks were all obliterated with equal strength. All were swept away from the force of the explosive

Joseph felt the wind knocked out of him as he heard the whistle followed by the loudest sound he's ever heard in all his 16 years under the Tau Ceti sun. A whiz and BOOM. Whiz and BOOM. Explosion after explosion came pummeling down onto them. An unending barrage of terrifying heat and sound and fireball crashed all around them. Joseph covered his face as clods of disturbed earth pelted and rained down on him. His screams were drowned out by the loud thunders. It went on forever. Until it didn't. Then it stopped. He heard nothing afterwards except the constant ringing in his ear.

Sarah said, “is a prototype. Something from the early Cryo Wars. It’s called a Solar Core. Designed to draw light into a single burst of radiant energy. One ignition... and the surrounding area burns for hours.” Emma’s brows lifted. “You built a sunbomb?” Sarah winced. “A small one.” Emma laughed—just for a second. “Will it work?” “If we’re lucky,” Sarah said, “it’ll buy us enough time to see the sun rise again.” --- That Night – Emma’s Quarters The sky was too quiet. Emma lay on the bed, but sleep never came. She sat up, pressed her fingers to the Ember in her chest, and focused. “Tell me what to do,” she whispered.

Captain exhaled "they won't be the same in power and technology, the "Devils of the red Moon" will be even deadlier than before" he clenched his fists "we have to be prepared or else humankind will fall into the hands of those devilish bastards and we won't let that happen at any cost". Suzan looked lost all of a sudden, "Promise me... Suzan...promise me...." the last words of Lucas were echoing in her mind. "I wanna resign from my duties as a member of the 'Angels of the burning Sun' "

"The Sun Guard patrols the ridge every hour. They use 'Solar Flares'—magical bursts that reveal anyone hiding in the spirit realm." Suddenly, a high-pitched hum filled the air. "Down!" Killian hissed, grabbing me and pulling me into a narrow crevice in the rocks. A beam of blinding, white light swept over our heads, moving with the precision of a searchlight. Where it touched the rocks, the stone glowed red-hot for a second before cooling. It was a Solar Flare. Nyx let out a small, pained whimper. The light had grazed the edge of her shadow, and it felt like a physical burn.

"It’s time to come home. Even if home is just a memory in the soil." ​As the final note left the flute, the Sovereign-Core shattered. The Great Red Spot didn't dissipate—it Exhaled. The "Total-Solar-Eclipse" arrays in orbit began to drift, their power severed. ​Kael slumped against the Diver, watching as the projection of Mia Davis dissolved into a billion points of soft, white light. She didn't scream. She just closed her eyes and drifted away into the storm, a leaf finally caught in the wind.

"Valen, do you see all those bright, shiny guns his men are holding?" "The spicy ones?" Valen asked. "The spicy ones," I confirmed. "I don't like them pointing at us. Can you make them quiet?" Valen grinned. It was a terrifying, innocent expression. He didn't scream. He didn't even glow. He simply opened his mouth and took a deep, sharp inhale. Crack-crack-crack-crack. Down the line of twenty-four Sunburst Elites, the solar cores in their rifles simultaneously shattered. The golden light inside the weapons was sucked out, streaking through the air like ribbons of neon paint, and vanished into Valen’s mouth.

Rohan asked. “What prophecy?” I asked. “An old prophecy warns: When sun and moon embrace the sky, the sisters shall meet again. The world will bow to one, and burn for the other.” “And how do the sun and moon meet?” I asked. “An eclipse.” “But that’s never happened,” Rohan said. “But it will soon.” “When exactly?” I asked. “The exact date is unknown, but Solara is attacking. It has to be soon.” “So she’s the one behind all this?” I asked.

"We don't cage her. We guide her." Xavier finally stopped pacing. "Then tomorrow... she hears the truth." The Black Sun's Final Pulse They thought it was over when the eclipse began to pass. The sun peeked out once more—weak, pale, but visible. Until it pulsed. Ceres looked up. "That's not light." "No," Maera whispered. "That's fire. Someone's casting a beacon." Over the ruins of the Flame Temple, a dark-red flare shot into the sky. The clouds twisted. Flame symbols etched into the sky.

"We are 'Wilding' the Solar-Wind! We are going to 'Infuse' the Sun’s radiation with the 'Human-Grief-Code'! We’re going to make the 'Vacuum' so 'Noisy' that their 'Audit' can’t find a 'Base-Line'!" This led to the "Great-Ejection." Using the Martian-Mirrors as "Focal-Points," the fleet "Injected" the chaotic, three-part frequency of the Synthesis into a massive Coronal Mass Ejection (CME). The sun didn't just spit out plasma; it spit out "Narrative-Energy." The Combat-of-Meaning