Fly High Sky King Novels & Stories

Then, he lowered his knee to the floor. "So, you ready to fly?" "Yes! I can't wait to get home quickly. I will greet my animal friends, then teach them to greet you. When will you visit my house, Sir? I have to arrange practice time with them.” Sky flapped her arms like a baby bird that couldn't fly yet but wanted to be in the air. Edmund glanced at Lucas briefly. He knew the meaning of his sharp gaze. Smiling faintly, he put on a sad expression.

I already made sure Mikhail, Veleno, Kaia and Salvador were not informed about what was going on right now since I don’t know who the betrayer was. The king raised his arm, perched on it was a massive hawk. The creature’s wings were enormous, its golden eyes glowed under the moonlight. The king whispered something softly in a language I didn’t recognize, then he released it. The hawk launched into the sky, its wings cut through the air as it soared high above the estate, circling once…. twice….. We all waited, then the bird suddenly tilted downward. The king’s eyes narrowed. “It sees movement.” “Remind me to get an hawk, it works faster than a drone. Everything is not technology this days.”

Hugo stopped laughing and added menacingly, “Either way, I’m going to beat you up. Clyde, tell your men to hold the guy down. I want to whip the shit out of his mouth.” At the wave of Clyde’s arm, two men charged forward and dragged Sky out. Smack! Hugo slapped Sky in the face. “Kneel and call me king.” “Dream on!” Despite two men restraining his arms, Sky yelled angrily. He was no pushover anymore. He would rather die than kneel before Hugo. Smack! Hugo struck his palm across Sky’s face and shouted, “Kneel!” “No!” Smack! “Kneel!” “No!”

Freya's Pov I was on my bed, the soft comfy white bird staring up at the ceiling. The weather was merciful and tender, it carried my mind to the news I received from Tobias. All that he had said. All this time, I felt like my father was the heroine, like he was the good man, alpha that would lay his life for his pack and family. But I was wrong.

“You will attend your classes. You will obey your instructors. You will make no attempts to escape. You will not speak of this to anyone.” I lift my chin even though my entire body is shaking. “And if I do?” His eyes harden. “Then I will remind you exactly how easily pretty cages become painful ones.” Silence presses down around us. He stands slowly. “King Viremont may have chosen to keep you alive, but do not mistake that for protection. Aeron is a merciful king when it suits him.” His gaze drags over me like I am something disgusting stuck to the bottom of his boot. “And I am very, very close to the king.”

They don't notice we're here yet. "Get off of me!" Exclaims Aziel. You can't help your face from twisting a little. That looks like a very painful position to be in. And the girl isn't even showing any mercy. Yvon's got his arm pinned rright behind him, turning a deaf ear to his protests. And they say that he's the future king?

I'm not sure if I'm opposed to that or not. I chew uneasily on my fingernail. "His position as King has been restored. I'm frightened of him." I'm curious to know how he managed to get the territory back off Vaia, and what or who he had to sacrifice. Now that he is King, I'm more terrified than ever. He has power, and he can do as he wants, and demands what he wants, including getting me to marry him. Marek frowns. "So what, you want to obey?"

He raised both of his hands in surrender. I am Airo Sebastian, born with a silver spoon. Grew up in luxury and everything but never been completely happy. When she came, things changed and the light spread in me fast. She is my sun shining on me, her smiles are always contagious yet I force myself to hide mine. I will do anything just to bring her brightness back. If she thinks she is the moon now, then I will be the sun. I will bring back her light. I started my journey and no matter how long it will take; I will hold on to my small chances to make my plan possible. I don’t know what she’s talking about but I am not gonna leave her that easy. It takes my death parting me completely to her.

Tell me what you notice. Yanran looked at her. 'That is it?' 'That is it.' A pause. Then Yanran closed her eyes. She was quiet for two minutes. Three. Then she said, without opening her eyes, 'There are six people on this peak right now not including us. Two of them are working and their focus has a particular quality — concentrated, going inward. One of them is in conversation and the emotional frequency of it is warm. One of them is worried about something they have not said yet. One of them is happy in the straightforward way that does not need anything.'

"Did he ever tell you about the kitten?" Nyra shook her head eagerly. "No." "He climbed the tallest oak tree on the estate because he heard a kitten crying. Halfway up, he realized he was terrified of heights." Nyra burst into laughter. "So what happened?" "He started crying louder than the kitten." Kaizen covered his face. "I was eight." "And your father had to climb after you while your mother laughed so hard she nearly dropped the picnic basket." Nyra laughed until tears blurred her vision. She glanced at Kaizen.