Lost In The Cloud Novels & Stories

The next day after the competition and as long planned, Brieanna, Evie, William and Richard hang out at that special place Evie brought Brieanna the first time they got to know each other. That spot is called cloud nine, from its name, surfing there allows you to ride a stunning experience, remarkably magnificent in any way. Waves there are perfect to get in to since they form tunnels more often than the other places, maybe because of its location. "Not many people come here. Don't know why but they don't," Evie tells them, putting down some of their stuffs on the sand. "Yo, point one! Help me with the damn blanket!"

So I asked Lucas and seek for an answer. "Master, as you can see, here in Tórshavn, the weather is always cloudy and gloomy..." Yep, I knew 'bout that. "Because, Tórshavn is the cloudiest place in the world. In this specific spot, it was like you can really reach the clouds with your fingertips." Lucas did raise his hands, as if he was really touching the clouds.

Your smile is like moonlight- beautiful and magical with a fire that could melt the night" he quoted Ellen Hopkins with a smile. "By the way, you didn't tell me how you fell in love with me" he asked but didn't get any response. He looked at her face which was on his chest and chuckled. She was sleeping like a baby hugging him. The sight for which he was craving for so long. He intentionally talked about Advaita so that even if things didn't get any better, Yami accepts him for whom he is, with his past included. He is slowly losing faith in everything so he just wants a new beginning from here. He has no problem in sewing memories again.

The air smelled of pine. But as the pack began to wake up from their "Virtual" trance, I saw the price of the crash. Hope was no longer a holographic entity. She was a girl of ten, her hair a river of copper fire, her emerald-crimson eyes glowing with a terrifying, analytical clarity. She was standing over the shattered wooden key, her hands covered in the silver-oil of the "Cloud". "Mother," Hope said, her voice a low, melodic harmony that carried the weight of seventeen cycles. "The 'Cloud' didn't delete the Blood-Lords. It Merged them."

He had said, "Ten years from now, you and I will surely have built a family and be running the pack together. We'll definitely be happy." "What if we're not happy?" "If we're not, I'll willingly accept the Moon Goddess' punishment and lose my wolf." I opened the time capsule, only to find that the note inside had been replaced. In it was Alpha Ethan's new handwriting. "I've fallen in love with the young she-wolf that Maya and I had rescued. Today, I dug up this capsule to make a new wish. I hope to be with Ivy for all lifetimes to come." My heart twisted with a dull, tearing pain. Alpha Ethan had buried our vows with his own hands.

“Then find out where she’s going.” A beat. His voice hardened slightly. “She doesn’t disappear without telling me.” But even as he said it… Something in his chest felt unfamiliar. Not anger. Not control. Something worse. Absence Above the Clouds Alina leaned her head against the window. The city below had already disappeared. Only clouds remained now. Soft. Endless. Unreachable. Her phone stayed dark in her hand. No calls answered. No messages checked. She turned it off completely. And for the first time…

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE. ******* The unrivaled way to rise each morning, should any have the option, is to find oneself in that clouded place where dreams and reality blend like watercolors, one into the next where it's several heart beats before we come to realize that the dream has ended and life began anew. We want to stay in that limbo for as long as we can, to let it revive and comfort us in a way our waking life never will. There is a small sense of loss that coats our mind for a while, a thin slick of oil on water, once the clouds are burned away by life, a benign sadness lingering just beyond recognition and evaporating to nothingness in a blink, leaving only a dim fading glimmer of memor

But then a gust of wind blew away one cloud, and he caught a glimpse of the sky behind it–a fleeting moment of clarity that made his heart skip a beat. However, just as quickly as that cloud vanished, a larger, denser one took its place. Jeremy clenched his teeth, frustrated by the universe's cruel joke. He locked his gaze onto the clouds above, staring them down as if his life depended on them. He lost track of time, his eyes growing weary and strained, yet the sky remained a canvas of gloomy clouds.

I just want to enjoy my life, this is my second life already because of what happened yet revelations keep breaking me. I am a broken glass, I glued myself but then now I am broken again and this time I do not know how to fix it anymore. If it can still be fixed. “Sshh, sshh. Cry all you want, I am here okay? I’ll be with you,” Aunt Elina murmured as she pulled me into a tight hug once again. I may be so drained already that after I rested my head on Aunt Elina’s shoulder everything went black. VALEN

"Little bean wants some peanut butter, would you like to sit and eat with me?" She unfolds the chair and sits before opening the jar to scoop out a glob of peanut butter and plopping it into the bowl. I get down from the cot and sit as she sets the bowl down in front of us. I'm not a huge peanut butter fan, but I am hungry. I press our nose to Jess's knee as thanks before licking the bowl clean. "I haven't been able to get any information off the tag. It's encrypted, beyond my capabilities of decrypting, which is basically none." I just look at Jess as she talks. I lick over and over in an effort to remove the peanut butter from our tongue. This is why I'm not a fan. "Makes me wonder if you'