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Chapter one The cold bit into my skin through the extra-large fur coat. It was usually very cold especially in this part of the country especially up north here in Aroostook but today’up freezing temperatures seemed out of the ordinary. To be very honest, the few days following my seventeenth birthday have seemed pretty out of the ordinary to me.

He just pissed me off making my blood boil. I prepared a lecture I would give Justin before dropping the ‘you’re in charge’ bit. In the throne room for a second I believed he would mark my neck… The window cast a moonbeam in the hall illuminating the walls. I felt the magic there. The summer Solstice was approaching.

“It’s what I do with YOU now, yes. Don’t get me wrong, chasing the sun is awesome and you were right about the exercise and getting out of the house, but what about just sitting back and enjoying what nature had to offer?” “Twizzlers?” She asked with amusement. “Nature’s greatest achievement,” I joked before taking a bite and Aurora laughed. We laid there on the cold hood of the car for a while until the sun began to rise, “Oh, the shows starting!” I exclaimed with excitement to have Aurora laugh again before taking another bite of her Twizzler and looking back at the sky. It was a comfortable silence as we watched the sun illuminate the sky slowly with an array of colors. “It’s funny, come

She’s playing her part well here. She’s composed, polite, so lovely it makes my chest hurt. She’s a beautiful, soft petaled rose… with poison-tipped thorns. “What was it like, growing up in Norway?” Wendy asks Lars, her voice warm with genuine curiosity. Lars leans back in his chair, cradling his beer like a storyteller about to hold court. “Solitary. But beautiful. During the polar night, the sun doesn't rise for weeks. You learn to live by moonlight. Skiing beneath the Northern Lights is truly extraordinary.”

Christmas was the reading of the book. This Christmas, Don's book was a novel—Norwegian, which was not a coincidence, a novel by the same writer whose essays were in the Norway reading programme. The novel was called The Dark Year, and it was about a man who spent a winter alone in a cabin in the far north of Norway, experiencing the full darkness for the first time. Don had been saving it since September, when he had finished the essays. He had placed it on the shelf above his desk, the designated holding place for the Christmas book, and had not opened it once.

Behind me, Rome stayed near the entrance, watching quietly. “Do you like this one?” he suddenly asked. I turned slightly. He was pointing toward a specific book resting on one of the nearby shelves. I stepped closer and pulled it out carefully. My eyes widened slightly when I read the title. It was a novel written by Sun the Morning. A love story about the moon and the sun. A quiet memory surfaced inside my mind. I had read this before in my past life. The story had stayed with me for years because of how bittersweet and beautiful it had been.

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start

The light hit the earth below and bathed Novemton in its glow and warmth. "Look!" "It's the sun!" "Haha, it's the sun! We're finally seeing the sun again after eighteen years!" Cheers erupted throughout the cities as the populace rejoiced at the sight of the sun that had been absent for nearly two decades. With the shadows driven away, life across the land awakened. Green plants eagerly broke through the soil, reaching for the warmth above. The mighty eagle, Marissa in eagle form, had brought a light that vanquished the darkness and bathed the world in sunlight once more.

Because at noon, the sun is at its highest point and the UVB rays are most intense. So, staying away from the light, Maxine sat straight. Another sigh escaped from her mouth. She checked her phone with less anticipation. However, when she saw Adam’s name on the screen, her eyes widened with a spark. 'This is my vitamin!' She screamed inwardly. After sliding the screen lock with her slightly trembling thumb, Maxine read his reply. [ “Yes. Let's meet at your old apartment.” ]

Chapter 96 Xavier emerged from the water, racking his hair with fingers. The kids were swimming and playing around him in their house pool, wearing their swimming suits and tubes. He looked at the chaizy and saw Caroline sleeping with a book over her face. Her bikini clad body was shining in the early spring sun. The weather wasn't hot to say, and it was her favorite pastime these days to lay down in the sun and absorb as much Vitamin D. Her body was a shade of tan and that would always make Xavier horny. The stone on her navel was sparkling in the sun and so was her ring. He kept looking at her for a while before he stepped out of the pool.