Golden Sunbird Dreamlight Valley Novels & Stories

Eric Johnson came home really late. Instead of his usual stop at the master bedroom to chat with Yvonne Johnson, he headed straight to my room. I was already in my pajamas, about to hit the hay, when he softly pulled me out from under my cozy blanket. He gave me a small box. "Wendy, I know you've been eyeing this diamond necklace for ages, so I picked it up for you today." I looked at the shiny necklace in my hands and felt a sad chuckle bubble up inside. It was not the one I liked. The one Yvonne had on that afternoon — that was the real stunner.

he said. I looked at him, suppressing the feelings of disgust that surged inside me. I asked evenly, "How did the observation go? Did you see the star?" He nodded, looking slightly excited. "Yeah. It'll be my seventh-anniversary gift to you this year." Then, he reached out and gently held my hand. "Our anniversary's tomorrow. I already booked the flight tickets to Trenland for a little getaway." "Okay," I replied softly. After he went back to the bedroom, I opened Serena's social feed.

She stands in the opening, her hair tumbling out of a messy bun and her cheeks flushed. “Get inside!” I hiss. She crowds in with Kieran and I. “Sort of cramped, isn’t it?” “We were already talking.” I shake my head, my heart hammering. “It doesn’t matter. You found it? The feather?” She nods so enthusiastically a few more hairs come loose. “It comes from a collared tern.” “O…kay?” I exchange a confused look with Kieran. Raven huffs a sigh. “Terns are mountain birds, almost never seen outside of Snowcrest Canyon or what used to be Starfall Mountain.”

I asked Rowan who immediately came right beside me. “I don't know how we missed this, but it looks shady. Should we look at In to” he answered after looking through the reports and back to the map multiple times. We left for the crescent moon with the hope that it might be something useful. Rowan has always been a rough driver and that comes in handy with times like this, in less than an hour we got to the crescent moon. The warrior I had mind linked on her way here met us at the borders and took us to the spot on the map. At a glance, the area looks normal and abandoned so I really can't blame the warriors for missing anything but I had to remind them that slacking off isn't allowed, every

But my distraction provided the window needed for a tan blur to rocket from the underbrush, slamming into the monster with savage force. "Jayden!" I sobbed in dizzy relief. My other mate had survived too and now fought like a wolf possessed, grappling furiously with River. But even together we were outmatched. Aiden was dying, the light fading fast from his eyes locked on mine in sorrow and love. This day would end in more tragedy. Then, impossibly, a shining golden bird descended from the heavens, blinding as a small sun. As I gaped in awe, it shifted forms before touching the ground, revealing the slender figure of Skye wreathed in radiance.

Still chuckling and sit up opening my eyes. "Wasn’t sleeping just enjoying the birds singing Ja’el. I wonder what they’re singing about? 🎶I found some berries on a branch and a worm in the grass. I hope that today no predator will eat my tiny ass!🎶" I laugh imagining the scene. I hear Ja’el laughing in my head too. I see her tongue hanging out. Her shoulders moving up & down. A playful twinkle in her dark blue eyes. Man, she’s beautiful! The early sunshine is dancing off the silver in her fur creating a dazzling rainbow of colors.

I wake to sunset painting the room gold. Ethan’s already up, wearing nothing but low-slung sweats, leaning on the balcony watching the ocean. I slip on his shirt and join him. “Street carnival tonight,” he says, wrapping his arms around me from behind. “Music, lights, dancing. You in?” I smile. “Always.” The island comes alive at night, streets lined with colorful lights, live bands, food stalls, people dancing in the warm breeze. We blend in—sunglasses, hats, just another couple.

From here, she could see the faint shimmer of the sigils she and Sybil had placed—six small anchors glowing around the perimeter, holding the corruption at bay. For now, the valley held. But beyond it, the world still burned. She raised the blue crystal toward the rising sun. “We’ll end this,” she whispered. “Not with rage, but with resolve.” Below, the camp began to stir. Fires sparked, voices rose, the scent of cooked grain mingling with smoke and damp earth. Life returning. Hope rebuilding. And high above, unseen through the thinning mist, a single shadow drifted against the clouds—a raven of pure darkness, its eyes glinting red. It circled once, twice, before flying west.

Village of Two Suns Dawn came twice. First in a wash of gold that bled across the treetops, then again in a cooler shimmer of silver that followed half a breath later. The light of both suns—one from the mortal world, one from the Shadowlands—spilled over the valley and made everything flicker between real and unreal.

At least, he was merciful in that regard. Rather than stare at the silhouette of her best friend out there in the darkness alone, Nya turned her attention to the moon. The light was just missing Gavin now, but it would move momentarily, and he’d be bathed in the soft, warm glow of the Dragon Moon, and then, a shadow would pass across the orb, interrupting the beams, and the dragon would swoop out of the sky, his sharp talons sinking into Gavin’s flesh before the dragon plucked him away, flying up into the night sky with him and likely devouring him before he even reached his lair somewhere on the top of Scale Mountain to the west.