Jingga Untuk Matahari Novels & Stories

It was enough for her to be afraid but she stood firmly on her ground and didn't show her real self to him. Chase smirked and tilted his head to take a better look at her red face. Autumn Sunrays were directly landing on her face making her glow more. Her white skin was now red and her eyes were changing their colors as well. Her deep brownish eyes turned hazel in the sunlight and the same happened with him too. Nishma fisted her hand and was trying to warn herself not to be deluded by him when suddenly a warm big hand with a pleasant scent approached her chin.

Treat me like a queen, and I'll treat you like a king. Treat me like a game, and I'll show you how it's played. ATHENA Tangerine gold glimmered through the glassy window, specks of yellow sunlight splashed with floating cotton balls handing in the ominous sky. The unforgiving sun at the head of the universe and far from the horizon made it clear that it was late noon. I fluttered opened my eyes and groaned as my body was squished under a heavy weight.

"Mom—?" "Shussh!" Rita put a finger on Zara's lips. "The earth and the moon orbit the sun. The sun had not been shining on us for a while now, but you just brought us out from under the shade and let the dazzling sun warm us," Rita's voice was shaky. Zara stared at her mother, not knowing what to say. Now that she was closer to her mom, she could see that she looked different. She was indeed healthier than before. "Mom?"

He walked over to the window that overlooked the back yard. It wasn't all that big, a small flower garden in one corner, a couple small trees placed so that when they got bigger, they'd provide some shade for the house. But it was nice. He loved to look at the countryside as the sun went down. It was his favorite time of the day. With his enhanced vision, the colors were so much more vibrant and rich. Especially the reds and oranges, they rippled and shone so bright in his eyes. Green leaves tended to look a little white because his vision was so sensitive to the red end of the spectrum, but he didn't mind. He simply loved the sunset.

I sighed frustratedly, well, I'm some kind of under-turner! - And I? What color do I have? - You emit yellow light with silvery rays, like the sun. I chuckled skeptically, she continued: - True, like the sun! But when you frown, get upset, the color darkens to orange. Today in the car, I was very upset, looking at you with the help of a gift - the color was dark orange, and there were a lot of silver rays. Now you have brightened, but the sun is far away.

I crawled at the rope with bound my hands, fought against the burning in chest and when the black spots started to appear in my vision, I knew I had no more fight left. Vibrant reds, blush pinks with soft purple undertones and calm light blues all gathered together to bask in the sun's golden glory. The sheer beauty of it brought tears to my eyes, it was the most beautiful sun rise I'd ever seen. The glorious dawn that chased away the night's shadows. The last sunrise of my life. Not a bad view at all!

Just to remind me that I’m alive, and that things will be okay. I smile a little as I bask in the sun and let it soak into my skin, because I’ve never really been a sun worshiper. Being as fair and blonde as I am, I burn like a lobster, so it’s never really been in the cards for me. Still, today, it feels really good, so I just keep my eyes shut, admiring the bright orange light that colors the back of my eyelids.

The chair has never moved in any direction like it has been fixed here. Sitting on the chair, I finally understood why she loved it here. My mouth half-opened as I gasped, seeing the beauty of the sun slowly hiding in the sky. The shutting out of light exploded the sky with vibrant colors of orange, golden-yellow like Izobel’s eyes, and red, looking like fire like what I was feeling for her.

ADA You know, today is a good day. A truly good one, I must say. As I slowly opened my eyes, the vibrant rays of the morning sun seeped through the narrow gaps in my curtains, cascading onto my face like a tender embrace. The warmth filled me with an indescribable sense of joy and contentment. Standing in front of the mirror, toothbrush in hand, I couldn't help but laugh at the wide, whimsical grin that reflected back at me.

“Mommy’s fine. I’m just making sure you don’t get any wild ideas up here.” Jasmine turned to us with a grin. “It’s so pretty! Look, the sun is almost setting!” She pointed toward the horizon where the sky was painted in hues of gold, pink, and lavender, the colors blending like an artist’s perfect masterpiece. I turned my gaze to Aria, unable to help myself. The light of the setting sun bathed her in a warm glow, catching the soft waves of her hair and illuminating her delicate features. She looked peaceful, radiant—like she belonged in this moment, in this place, with us.