Infinite Sky Book Novels & Stories

Date = 8 August Place = San Francisco (Black Pit) POV - Aria The kitchen hums with low chatter and clattering pans — right up until Sky lifts her hand to her mouth and goes perfectly still. Her eyes lock on the doorway, and the warmth in the room drains like someone cracked a thermostat to freezing. “Fock,” she breathes. A shadow fills the entrance. “I fucking told you to stay in bed and rest,” a deep voice growls. My shoulders jump. My spine snaps straight. Sky just smirks at the storm walking straight toward her, slow and wicked, like she’s been waiting for this exact moment.

He had traded his aquatic scales for a suit of pressurized weave, his movements fluid and efficient. ​The Pathfinder banked hard, fighting against a massive updraft of warm air that smelled of ozone and ancient machinery. We were closing in on the central pillar of the Sky City, a towering shaft of gold and glass that acted as the spine of the entire civilization. The air around it was a swirling vortex of debris and snapping cables. ​“Drop in three, two, one! Go!” I yelled.

The runway was already beneath my feet. And the sky was already mine.

He was calm, focused, arms on his desk, taking notes as if he hadn’t ruined her entire night twelve hours ago. “He’s going down,” she whispered. Jonah sighed. “I don’t like being near you when you start thinking.” Sky flipped open her notebook with a wicked grin. Revenge class was now in session. Sky pretended to take notes, pen hovering above the page like she was totally focused on the lesson. In reality, she was sketching evil plans. Literally sketching. Her notebook now contained: 1. Charlie tied to a rocket She sighed. No, that’s ridiculous. Where would she even find a rocket?

Chapter 42: The Sovereign Horizon The evening brought a peaceful calm over the lake. The water turned into a mirror reflecting the purple and blue colors of the sky. Inside the western-wing studio the soft hum of the server was the sign that Avery’s huge business was running very efficiently. Across GoodNovel and NovelSnack millions of readers were easily reading through her books. The system was very stable handling a lot of traffic on its own.

he said. --- A pause. --- “It’s trying to be everywhere at once.” --- Elena nodded. --- “Yes.” --- A beat. --- “And that’s what’s breaking it.” --- Because no system— --- No matter how advanced— --- Could handle infinite variables simultaneously. --- Not without limits. --- Not without consequence. --- The sky warped again. --- More violently this time. --- Sections overlapping— --- Misaligning— --- Correcting too slowly. --- Too late. --- The illusion of perfection—

The woman followed his gaze. "They are the Unwritten Authors." "They dreamed worlds into existence." "But before they finished..." "...they were forgotten." A deep rumble echoed beyond the horizon. The sky itself began opening. Not breaking. Opening. Like the cover of a gigantic book. Countless pages turned overhead. Each page revealed another universe. Another civilization. Another Adrian. Millions of lives. Millions of endings. Then— Every page stopped turning at once. A single line appeared across the endless sky. Written in handwriting Adrian instantly recognized.

I'm sure what they heard was just a stupid goat bleating. Sky lifted the book above his head and asked, “What exactly should I give back?” Since words weren't enough, then I'd have to do it the hard way—the violent taketh it by force! I jumped, trying to reach my novel, but he was far taller than me. I must look stupid right now. Sky stretched his hand sideways, and handed the novel to Quinn. Not him! I rushed to take the book from Quinn, but I was held back by Josh, who grabbed my backpack.

, Henry looked at her with lustful eyes. "Sure, if you succeeded in your mission", Arzu said, hiding the disdain in her heart, "go and do your job", she urged him to follow them. In the library, Sky was searching for Elliot's favourite book when she heard a strange voice. She saw the bookshelves moving slighty, before she could react, the shelves with a lot of heavy books, fell on her. She tried to avoid the misfortune but still couldn't save herself "Ahhhh", she cried in pain.

This is our group’s spot for practices, making assignments or projects and for relaxing. There’s a bench that can fit all of us though we often prefer to sit on the ground covered with green grasses. The trees are surrounding the whole place that made it look more relaxing. It’s filled with fresh air in here. Teagan sat on the ground and Yukira laid on his lap. Yunho wrapped his arm around Unira. Their actions made Scarlet and I vomit. “Ew, gross,” Scarlet commented and act as if she’s about to vomit. “Yeah, I don’t want to look at them,” I laughed.