Grumpy/sunshine Trope Novels & Stories

“If you won’t, I will not allow you to join him.” Her beautiful eyes widened while her nostrils flared. Fuck. Why am I praising her? Sunshine looked at the sky and her fiery eyes were back at me. “You’re the most difficult person I ever dealt with.” “I second the motion, Sunny. You are never like this, Knoxx. You never cared what Sunny would do.” That was before. This was different. “It’s not too late to change.”

After a couple of hours, his mind makes up to hire someone; to take on him. On the other hand, Sunshine is madly looking a job. She would like to leave this town; to find better opportunity, yet he still loves to her hometown. Well, she will be staying here until the end of her life. After a billion of minutes, her eyes have found out; “someone is looking for a helper who will taking care someone.” Sunshine’s heart would really like to grab it. She wouldn’t let anyone; to take it. Immediately, she is be trying to connect to this guy.

After some time, the morning light started to get through and there’s really no one who’s willing to buy his meats nor herbs. The smile on his face when he left his home was finally gone and replaced by a gloomy face. He decided to eat these meats alone for days until he’s sick of it and then went for another hunt, while at the same time suddenly there’s a roar calling his name, “GRAY!!”

Or Hope can’t shut up about our thoughts to his wolf. I make a mental note of what he said, and wonder if it's something that might help my mom. It makes sense. But I also can’t forget how Sunny acted the first night we met, how she was ready to drain me dry and likely would have while she was in her frenzy. The worst part of that would have been that I really couldn’t have faulted her for it. It’s an impulse.

"You're saying he needs terms." Ben made a reverent sound. "A service-level agreement with the sun." Ra roared. Windows across Manhattan cracked. Haley pointed at him. "No roaring during negotiation." The old sun stopped, mostly from shock. Haley lifted the phone. "Okay. Alternative. Ra provides sunlight because sunlight is what a sun does, not because humans clap. Humans can appreciate, celebrate, paint, sing, complain about heat, wear sunscreen, sleep through dawn, or ignore him entirely without penalty. In exchange, people agree to witness the difference between gratitude and worship when old powers try to blur it."

"Huh! Bad boys and all argh... I have no interest in getting involved with someone like him." She laughed at my words. What's she finding so amusing? Huh! *** Zayn’s P.O.V. "I heard that sunrise brings hope and light that can fight over the darkness, but I suppose it's not true. If it were true, then why, after so many years, am I still where I was earlier, alone? Why? Why is nothing going well? Why did no new day come different?" I murmured under my breath as I looked at the sun slowly rising.

Damian frowned slightly as rays of sunlight settled on his face through the window. It was slightly opened and the morning came with a radiant weather, reminding him that it was yet another day to sulk over letting gold slip off his grip. Grip? He chuckled, one that had no hint of humor in it.

focused on his chopping. I figured I would give the olive branch one last reach and then I was done. I won't beg these men to like me, or to trust me. "Well what's for lunch?" I said smiling again. He mumbled about some sub sandwiches and veggies. "That sounds delicious." He turned around and looked at me. "I think Smoke and Sunshine went up to their room. Probably turned off their comms so we couldn't hear what was happening up there. I will let you know when lunch is finished." He told me he also had issues with my admiration of Sunshine. I smiled, "I hope they enjoy the alone time." I said grabbing a water bottle from the fridge. "They alway do. Sunshine comes out of there glowing after

His words, his face—everything about him made me sick. I went pale and forced a smile. "I can forgive you. All it'll cost is your life." Emily's face darkened. "Nathan, that's enough!" But before she even finished speaking, Jake grabbed a vase off the table and smashed it against his own head. Blood ran down his forehead. Emily and my mother both screamed. A heavy slap landed across my face. For a moment, my ears rang so loud I couldn't hear anything. All I could see was Emily's face—pure disgust and irritation.