Novel & Cerita Fly High Rest In Peace

Even inviting. For the first time, she let herself stare, mesmerized by their quiet beauty. “All this time, I’ve hated clouds,” she whispered, wonder blooming in her chest. Clouds had always meant darkness and fear to her—storm, pain, thunder, the threat of being struck down. But now, seeing them from above, she saw only purity and peace, the brilliant light she’d always longed for in her own life. Janiya gazed at the endless blue sky, the horizon stretching on forever. For the first time, clarity flickered inside her; it was a small, bright spark. Finally, she felt peaceful, and somewhere within the eighteen-hour flight, sleep found her.

Andrew said, and Sky looked at him in surprise. “W-what? How! I don’t understand!” he screamed, and he started shaking violently. Andrew grabbed him tightly. “Sky! No, don’t change you’re ok! Calm down! Damnit, someone get Marie he can’t do this by himself,” Andrew growled loudly and then saw Marie walking towards us. It was the first time I saw her today and she looked alert. She jumped onto Sky’s back and he jumped in surprise. She held on until the violent shaking stopped and Sky almost collapsed on the ground. He whimpered silently. Andrew put both hands on Sky’s shoulders.

"The moon is so bright tonight." Clause sat there looking at the night sky and couldn't hide his smile, how long had it been since he felt so peaceful? Probably a very, very long time ago! Her life has never had a moment of peace but is only surrounded by pain, perhaps it is not worthy of love! "Clause, it's dangerous!" "Brother, is it difficult for you?" "No, he didn't scold me at all, just forced me to kneel a little."

I was a painful memory that cropped up every Christmas, and a tragedy that haunted that rest stop along the highway. The snow melted, and spring arrived. Everything came back to life again. The grass grew, and the birds sang. Come winter, snow would fall over that rest stop once more. Only this time, there wasn't going to be an Omega standing there, waiting for her family that would never come.

I set the photo on fire with a lighter, and I watched in silence as it turned to ash. ... In the days that followed, I kept my tears and tantrums to myself. Slowly but surely, I let out the news and proof of my dad ditching his first love. Seeing him run around like a headless chicken gave me a twisted sense of satisfaction. By the time I left Cascade City, Rebecca and Nash's world had crumbled. The day before I took off, Calvin showed up at the Smiths'. "Heard you're heading to Zephyr City," he said, his voice so flat I could not read him.

I can't let him get ruined in this situation. Our parents seemed convinced and no longer questioned the cause of my death. Meanwhile, Shawn's scandal didn't escalate because the incident happened at night, and with a substantial settlement, the victims didn't pursue it further. His short video career continued to flourish. Beatrice seized the opportunity to market their relationship, and their commercial value soared. They took on advertisements, appeared on TV shows, and made a significant amount of money. I listened to their voices outside the window, envisioning their bright future, and clenched my teeth in frustration.

The hum of the plane carried beneath it, soft and ceaseless, like the sound of a heartbeat stretched across sky. When they pulled apart, the world outside had turned to white and blue and infinite. Anna rested her head against his shoulder, eyes half-closed. “Wherever we land,” she murmured, “I don’t want to look back.” Ethan’s hand tightened around hers. “Then don’t.” And for the first time in years, he allowed himself to believe in peace—however temporary, however fragile—forty thousand feet above the world that once hunted them.

Chaos asked and offered his hand on her and she nodded. Chaos made Peace go up first on the yacht so he can assure that she will not fall, Peace what so amaze how the yacht is beautifully designed and arranged and they're even candles and flowers on the floor that make it more beautiful. Chaos men that are there waiting for them left the yacht with the speed boat, as Chaos standing behind Peace admiring how beautiful her girl is and how lucky he is to have her in his life. “Baby…” Peace said, looking around when suddenly a group of drunks suddenly lit up in the sky that made Peace look up. “Will…you…be my…date?” Peace read out loud the words that are being formed by the drown.

"Jules, it seems you've made your choice." Jules' hand on my shoulder did not tremble. He straightened his cuffs and replied calmly, "Skylar is yours. Do with her as you please. I'm okay with trading a life for a life. I have only one request—release Gianna." I sat in my chair with my back straight. Although I had long figured out the outcome, hearing those words still felt like an invisible hand was crushing my heart. In that instant, three years of life-and-death companionship and countless nights of tenderness turned to ashes before those words.

My brain says that but my heart denies and it's telling me that he truly regrets it. I don't know whether he is acting or truly regrets but I know he is my peace. He was, he is and only he'll be. Whenever I'm with him, I forget the surroundings and handed myself to him. He used to tell me that I'm a heavy sleeper but he didn't know I've never slept peacefully after my parent's death. And then when he came into my life, I changed a little and I slept without any worries after that day, I again lost my peace and only to get peaceful sleep again by him.