Joss Stirling Finding Sky Novels & Stories

"I forgave you the second you said it, silly. I knew you were just saying all those mean things to force me to leave. But you should know me by now, Sky... you can’t chase me away. It’s never going to fucking work." I bury my face in her shoulder, wrapping my arms around her waist and grounding myself in her warmth. "How did I get so lucky?" Pulling back just enough to look at me, she smirks. "Because the universe knew you’d need a goddess to keep your messy ass from falling apart, bunny." We both burst into watery laughter, holding onto each other for a few long moments before finally pulling away to wipe our blotchy, tear-stained faces. Inhaling a deep breath, Jade fans her face with her h

Her voice announced their presence as he took his gaze off the screen. "Research," he replied, fixing his gaze back on the screen. Audrey narrowed her brow. "You are researching hot guys. Are you planning to turn into a hot guy because Ixora rejected you?" Audrey asked. Skye flickered her forehead. "Stop spewing trash." Audrey shrugged. "Just saying," she sat on the table. "Blake, what exactly are you searching for?" Skye asked. "A person who has the scent of obsidian veil," he replied.

Yet every fibre of my being couldn’t let go. I took a quick shower and dressed up to lock up and leave. In the hallway outside, I found Sky leaning against a wall, ankles crossed. “Hey!” He said as I walked past him, jogging to fall into step with me. “Wasn’t that journalist the healer we were supposed to kill at the Trydon Alpha’s wedding?” “Apparently,” I replied with a tight jaw and yanked the strap of my bag higher up my shoulder. Sky and I sauntered into the lazy afternoon sun outside. The school’s parking lot had brimmed out.

I was still staring at my phone, thumb hovering over our last text thread, a small smile pulling at my mouth, when Victor shoved his screen in my face. “Bro. Your girl’s out here begging to get her old job back.” I blinked, focus shifting to the headline glaring up at me. “She’s Back in the Mask… Is Sky Morgan Pleading for Her Old Club to Take Her Back Ahead of the Big Match? Will They Even Consider It?” Photos loaded beneath the text and shots from outside Levi’s training center. Sky walked out, mask pulled down, chin high, ignoring the phones pointed at her. Anger hit fast and low in my gut, why the fuck was she there and she didn’t even tell me?

Scrolling through the other messages, I finally found a peaceful spot. Lorne: [Good morning, Chloe. I'm coming to pick you up. Don't forget sunscreen today. The sun is really strong.] I: [Got it.] Feeling bored, I clicked into his private page and scrolled through his posts until I came across an invitation, with the caption: [Here we go.] I sat up straight, staring at the invitation. Then a laugh escaped my mouth because it was an invitation to a private gathering from the Lockhart family. No wonder...

The pair stepped out into the cool night air and headed out towards the back of the compound. "It's beautiful out tonight," Joy said as she looked at the clear night sky and limped along. "Not as beautiful as you are, my lady," Georgio mooned at Joy. She blushed and giggled. She had a slight buzz from the wine that she had with her dinner. That, combined with her sore leg made her trip while she was looking up at the night sky, and suddenly fall right into Georgio's arms. They both giggled and blushed, and then he pulled her close to him. His warmth felt so good to her, but she wanted to stay strong and focused.

He expanded the department and called it the non-magic Skills department; he wanted this to expand and become a place where all kinds of life skills could be learned. Ari looked out the window and could see the clouds moving by the window. A few vapors drifted in through the window. She loved the clouds; they reminded her of Moon Sheeps with their white and fluffy look. She was disappointed to find that these clouds were just tiny water drops floating in the sky. She was on the highest on all the airships that were above the Falling Stardust Island that lived within the clouds.

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?

Sky uttered warily, it was a rare sight to see Sky so serious about a warning. "First of all, our business is highly platonic and only business-wise," I said, Sky scoffed, "What?!" I retorted, "Kristen Stewart, don't you think I am blind, I have noticed you both, you both aren't as sneaky as you think, or maybe you are, both Damien certainly isn't," Sky said, "When he came in the office today, he…" "He…?"

He gave orders to Jonathan. Calista asked his men as they stopped shooting. Her men informed her that the enemy retreated so they started to roamed around and look for Skye but after a long hour of search ther men decided to stop as they believe that Skye is gone or had gone too far that he is no longer around that place. But Calista insisted not to stop and even ordered her hackers to keep tracking the place and the possible nearby area to look for Skye but even the wisest and intelligent hackers cannot give her the assurance that Skye is still alive, and only the fact that they didn't found Skye's body serves as an evidence that Skye is still alive and Calista is sticking to that belief. *