Novel Sky Novels & Stories

"Cassius. But call me Cass." "And I'm Sky," I said. "Skylar. But call me Sky." Smooth. "Nice to meet you Cass and Sky," Adam said. I made a mental note to smack him later. Cass shook my hand and Adam’s as well. Now that the introductions were over and Adam was glued to the floor, there was no way I'd be getting to hear the end of bus guy- er- Cass' question. "So I'd better get going," Cass said. My heart sank and I didn’t know why.

Giovanni reaffirmed. Cielo pulled the cover of the hoodie over her face as she unlocked the hidden door and stepped inside the institution. It was late at night and she was dressed in a big hoodie that covered her hair, a compact jeans trouser, and a black sneakers. She opened the door slowly and stepped in. The entire area was empty and dark, but bright enough for her to see her way through without the help of another lightning system.

Bibah continues to read the thriller novel. I rest my head back on the window and crane my head up at the sky. The sun is starting to set, the clouds pink and sparse, the horizon a brilliant orange and red as the sun sinks further and lower. A sprinkle of stars begin to make themselves visible, along with the skyscrapers of the city we’re approaching ahead. I close my eyes. Something tells me it’s going to be fine. I’m going to be fine.

he said matter-of-factly. "Then where am I?" She mouthed slowly, "and why did you take me?" She tried to ask. "You are at Castle Free Sky. We are nestled on the very northern tip of Free Sky Cliff on the ocean shore of Maine. We are not on any maps or GPS systems as any more than a few coordinates. Built almost completely invisible to anyone who is not looking for it specifically," he told her proudly, most of it was true, anyways.

Zayden jerked his head up A car was stopped right in front of him. He tried to swerve, but the wet, icy road betrayed him. The tires lost grip. The steering wheel spun under his hands. The vehicle skidded across the slick pavement Then everything flipped. Metal screamed. Glass shattered. The world turned upside down. And then... Silence. Cold. Dark. The snow outside continued falling, calm and steady… as his crumpled car lay still on the side of the road. *****

Almost whole. That evening, long after the others had settled in, Celeste found herself on Silas’s balcony. The sky was painted in shades of blue and lavender, stars peeking through the winter clouds. She leaned on the railing, arms folded, the fabric of her coat still smelling faintly of perfume and fresh wool. Silas joined her without a word, his presence like gravity. Wrapping himself around her. "Long day?" he asked softly. Celeste smiled. "Victoria tried on a veil that could have doubled as a tent."

However, they gathered around before dispersing without touching my body. The sky burial practitioners were surprised by this. "The vultures aren't eating the corpse!" They exchanged looks. "Only those who have committed evil deeds are forsaken by the vultures during a sky burial." I looked at the vultures who hovered, unwilling to leave yet also not eating my corpse. A bitter smile painted my lips. It seemed Gideon had been right all along. I was an evil person who didn't even deserve to have a sky burial. The sky burial practitioners looked at my body, feeling distressed. Gideon said helplessly, "Let's collect the corpse and contact her family to pick her up. Since she's an Emperian, she c

Then a shattering cluster of sparks ignited from the sky. "What the fudge!" Carter rang out in alarm at the reddish shadow that covered the sky. "Tell me everyone's seeing that" Gabi chorused as the spectacle dominating the sky slowly formed a glimmering doorway. "It's the portal" My blue crystals glowed as if it was ignited with flames. It was at the darkest hour of the night, the moon was partly in display, without even a single company of the stars. The glimmering hole in the Sky swallowed everything that stood up there. New Orleans was covered with the reddish fog that claimed the Sky. For the first time in days, the Pack members felt the ease that flushed their previous fears and griefs

the porter asked, waiting as Andrew tipped him. “No, thank you.” Even after the door clicked shut and they were alone again in the drawing room, Evelyn stayed facing the window. Staring at the sky wild with intensifying bands of dark roiling clouds, her brows drew together in disbelief. “Darling, come have some tea.” Shaking her head, she beaconed him to the window. “Look at the sky. It’s acquired a fluorescent green color.” Tapping the glass lightly with an almond shaped nail, she directed his attention to the area of the squall line lit with sudden blue and strangely reddish lightning flashes. The rumbles of thunder were growing stronger too, becoming loud crashes like orchestra cymbals th

The sky of Neo-Kunlun was falling, and it was the most beautiful thing the Iron Slums had ever seen. The colossal, inverted pyramid of the Synthetic Pantheon, burning with emerald and gold plasma, began its slow, apocalyptic descent. The toxic clouds parted as debris the size of city blocks crashed into the upper-tier corporate sectors of the Jade-Chrome Sect, sending shockwaves of shattered glass and sparks cascading down into the eternal neon night. In the ruined Silicon Lotus bunker, Nova stood amidst the terrified refugees. She looked at the glowing crystal hard-drive in her hand—the proof of the Grand Upload's lie—and then up at the First Weaver who had just rewritten their sky.