Forever Sky Novels & Stories

Zephyr turned to me as we soared above the sky, watching the sunset paint the sky with beautiful colors. “Sapphire,” he took my hands in his. “I have never felt this happy in a long time. This is the most carefree and joyful day I’ve had in ages,” he smiled. “You made me feel like a child again, and I enjoyed every bit.” He raised his hand and placed it behind my ear. “I love you forever, Sapphire.”

"Damn it.....it was toture." "You can move in with me if you want." "It's really a temtping proposal but I have to decline. Thank you." "Just so you know it's forvever on." He States then head for the stairs. Forever on. What does that means? Almost like....no....get that thought out of your mind Sky. You aren't that kind of person. Or maybe I am. "Good morning oh Sunshine's." Piper. She stretch her arms above her head a light smile etched on her face.

“Stop moving.” “You stop moving,” I said. Elara wiped a tear from her eye. “They grow up so fast.” Marek turned to her. “Please do not encourage this.” I leaned in until the circle was inches from my face. Inside the light, something shifted. A change in color. A tilt of perspective. A glimpse of sky. Not Earth sky. Not winter sky. High Realm sky. The swirling blue gold mix, touched with floating frost dust. The kind of sky that breathed magic and shimmered like a living painting.

"The Codex—it's erased." "No," Ceres whispered. "It's fulfilled." Xavier leaned against the altar. "She broke it with a choice. And gave us one in return." Veyna entered, panting. "The sky—come outside. You need to see this." Outside the Temple—Nightfall The sky was ablaze. Not with war. Not with magic. But with falling lights. Glowing streaks, like shooting stars, traced the horizon in graceful silence. Children across Flamewatch cried out in wonder. Wolves lifted their heads in quiet awe.

Seras’s armor blazes so bright we have to look away. Lucian’s wings spread until they blot out half the sky. Kayo’s tails spin into a single golden halo. Rowan’s eyes go pure starlight. And then, quiet, so quiet only we can hear it, the sky opens its mouth. Not a roar. A whisper. The Sky (in all our voices at once): You kept the summer. Now keep each other. Forever starts tonight. The fire flares once, white-hot, then dies to nothing. When the light fades, six matching marks glow on the inside of our left wrists:

"How soothing it is! I wish I could listen to it till eternity- that from whichever its source, there is always a flourish of energy to play it, and I will live to listen to it each morning and in the evening before I go into slumber till the end of time." Simon was now wild as he broke into song and twisted his fingers on his guitar going to the direction of the window which was straight on the upper floor while Esther stood on the ground floor as if he was singing and playing purposely for her. The sound was now clear as every note welled inside her and rejuvenated her body and soul. She leaned her head against the window seal and was too immersed in this epic moment that she didn't see

I let them stand together so they could have some photos together for the press to print then Fabrico takes my hand again, leading me up the stairs where all the questions came about my pregnancy but I didn't say a word. Everything is good. I never thought I'd have a happy ending to my life while I was just a mere telemarketer until I found Fabrico. At this point, I don't know who found who because no matter what we'd been through, he never gave up on me. So I can say, I have a happy ending with the perfect family and I can say I'm living the fairytale life and rocking it well as well!! .......THE END...... What??? That's the end of The Forever Plan?? Yes, it is. I'm so grateful for those of

​The sky over Neo-Tokyo was no longer a Bruised violet. For the first time in fifty years, it was a terrifying, crystalline black, dotted with the cold fire of distant stars. But the beauty of the "Awakening" was short-lived. As the Static Blanket dissolved, the vacuum left behind was filled with a new kind of sound, a high-pitched, metallic whine that vibrated in the teeth of every shifter in the city.

meanwhile in sky good angel : I'm shy evil angel : are you a pervert to watch all these good angel : its romantic evil angel : yeah yeah so much good angel : hehe

My fiancé, Jim Smith, had always been the kind of older brother who spoiled his younger sister. Harriet Smith, his adopted sister, was the first person he thought of whenever anything happened. When the craze for seasonal drinks swept through town, he was quick to buy Harriet the first one of the season. When he bought his first car outright, he saved the passenger seat for her to try first. Even when a fire broke out in our house in the middle of the night, his first instinct was to rush into Harriet's room and carry her downstairs. Only after he knew she was safe did he call to wake me. After I was injured in that fire, I finally lost my temper and demanded that he choose between Harri