Nezuko In The Sun の小説・ストーリー

I scoffed. The pair laughed while sipping their beers. “That’s Yūri, alright. She’s the one calling the shots.” Sebastian grinned. I was starting to see why she called them her sun and moon. I could see the imagery. Trevor was the sun, with his blonde hair and tan skin, and Sebastian was the moon, with his dark hair and fair skin. Both shinned yet with a different type of light.

And I will continue to cry out to the moon goddess, seeking guidance and understanding, hoping that one day, I will find solace and clarity amid this heartache. As I lay on the soft grass in the field near the pack house, basking in the warmth of the sun, I noticed a figure dart past me in a blur. Curiosity piqued, I quickly rose to my feet and called out to the mysterious passerby. "Hey, wait! Who was that?" I asked, my voice filled with both excitement and a hint of unease.

When the last snowflake fell at her feet, the gentle sun shone bright lights on the world, bringing her warmth that she hadn't seen in a long time, and making her think of the nostalgia she had carved into stone. She thinks she can stubbornly raise her head so that the tears won't fall, she thinks she can smile to face life and be an ordinary but happy little youkai, but even Even if you raise your head, it won't work, hot tears still running down her cold face and falling into the snow. “God of Fire León de Fuego… God of Fire León de Fuego… Can you see me? Come out here! I have something to tell you…”

Sun receives the pouting Sky, Sopha and the phoenix in the basket, but when Zog appears, a fascinated Gary is speechless. - You are so beautiful. – Gary finally says, with a broad smile. - I'm not beautiful. – Zog says – I'm majestic. Zog spins, showing all his grandeur to a happy Gary. He climbs onto Zog's back, and everyone starts to go back to the pack. Sophia turns to Sun and asks: - May I ask why you don't transport us to Gary's pack, like you did with the oasis? - How can I do this if I don't know where the pack is? – responds Sun in the form of a balloon.

“You seem deep in thought, Miss Girlie.” I spun around. Kenzo stood behind me, his steps calm and measured as he approached. “Ah, forgive me. I’ll return inside.” “No,” he said softly. “Rest here a while if you wish. You’ve completed the tasks I gave you for today.” I smiled faintly and nodded, turning my eyes back toward the sky. The sunset painted the heavens in fire and gold, bleeding into violet shadows. “Wow… It’s beautiful,” I breathed. “Moments like this take all the exhaustion away.”

The wedding isn't for another two weeks, so it can't be that. Then what is it? No! I shouldn't bother myself with that. Whatever it is, it isn't my problem. I tried my best to forget about it. I stepped out of the quarters to a bright sun. Everywhere was bright, lively, energetic. White Snow pack, wasn't this lively. The pack grounds were alive with movement, a constant pulse of energy that I found myself drawn to. The late afternoon sun painted everything in warm gold, making the world feel… welcoming.

she said slowly. "Discount sun," Dante corrected, taking a sip of his coffee. "The real one still arrives on schedule. This is the early-access version." A convoy of vehicles rolled into the compound below. Workers began unloading crates—rare flowers that bloomed only in direct light, heat-sensitive orchids, gold-thread banners embroidered with wolf motifs, crystal light sculptures shaped like howling wolves and crescent moons. An assistant jogged up with a card, handing it to Luna with an apologetic bow.

David replied sarcastically as he reached into the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine. “It’s noon,” I said. “The world is going tits up right now,” David replied as he went to the cupboard and got a glass, pouring the ruby red liquid into it. “I think I deserve a drink.” “David, I know this seems crazy…” “Seems is an understatement,” David replied. “More like is.” “I can feel it David,” I said quietly, feeling a bit embarrassed. “Feel what exactly?”David asked, sipping his wine. “She’s my mate. My Luna,” I replied, feeling a bit nervous even saying it out loud.

Juliana's smile widened, a glint of victory in her eyes. The next day, as Chester and Seth kept Juliana company, a shrill ringtone sliced through the air. Chester's heart clenched without warning. The moment the call connected, a mafia goon's voice, laced with panic, blurted out, "Mr. Kane, we've got a huge problem! At an old factory just outside town, they found a dead woman, her uterus missing, and she's got a birthmark on her arm just like Miss Tania's!"