People Of The Sun Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Thankfully, I had a book with me, so I pretended to read. Then it was her turn. I closed the book I was reading and leaned in closer. “The sun meeting the ocean halfway was a concept that Crow and I came up with,” she explained. She got that idea herself; I was just there helping her. "Ohhh," "Woww," "Sweet," “So beautiful,” “So nice,’ "Omg,"

I'm mesmerized by the sky, how the clouds chase each other in a never-ending race, and how the sun displays itself so proudly. These people have the most magnificent miracle above their heads and do not glance up. They take these mundane things for granted, unaware of the unfortunate ones that would give anything to be this free. Instead, they look at the ground or their phones. Some are in such a rush that they don't see anything at all. So many saddened faces pass through me, and no one bothers to slow down. As I absorb the world around me, I vow that if I ever find myself safe, I'll stare at the sun every single day because every gaze means freedom, and every second is a gift.

Ibekwe was surprised to see the long line of people which pointed towards the shrine of Osisiakalaka. The sun had just risen and from the look of things, it wasn't happy with the way people flocked where the diviner communed with the gods. In order to show its disapproval, the sun had decided to shine brightly on people, sending them hot rays that made some of them hide under trees or run home to seek shelter but a few of them were stubborn to leave and one of those set of stubborn people was Ibekwe.

The cover of the third book was a silent declaration of victory. Where the previous ones had carried dark and uncertain tones, this one displayed a watercolor in golds and deep blues—colors that evoked sunrises over the ocean, promises kept, and horizons that had finally revealed themselves within reach. The title, engraved in handwritten letters like an intimate confession, was simple and revolutionary: “To Live.”

These humans were more idiotic than those in my time, on my world. A glimmer of color near the roofline caught my eye. I drew in a huge breath, shot a stream of fire to the metal roof. Once the hole was big enough to see through, I stilled. "What time of day is it?" I asked. "Late afternoon," someone answered. "Do you have the standard twenty-four hour day?" "Well, it takes us twenty-seven hours for us to revolve around our suns," a man answered. "Gods blood! You have more than one sun?" I made the hole in the building bigger. There it was. More like Earth's single sun in size, color, and shape, but a second sun was there, nonetheless.

Sunshine's POV I have only one motto that I follow. "Live your life to the fullest" So I did. At one point in my life. I realize that If I stop caring what people says then I'll be happy. People say whatever they want. I mean we are all entitled to our own opinion but it is up to you if you'll let their opinion bothers you. I tried really hard to do good deeds everyday. I always maintain a positive outlook in life. I am not named Sunshine McBright for nothing. I try to embody my name.

The other two opened their mouths in shock. And Sunna translated it like that name was not supposed to be mentioned. But to her, she was sure she had never heard of that name. Was it a book? Just what kind of book was it? "I have no idea what that is," she said calmly. Did her dad have such a book? Anyway, she was sure she could not even tell even if he had it. And that was because she did not like hard copies of books. The boss looked at the two men, and their both shook their head. Sunna was still not aware of the meaning in their conversation.

When all was done, the ground where I had struck looked charmed. The watchers were already on The Dark Mage. Binding him and he was powerless to stop them. Selena and Theodore came to my side. It is done. I might have lost the family I knew but I have been gifted with another and I will protect them, as long as I can. About The Author Phiya is a pseudonym for two sisters from Nigeria. They write books, articles and they own a website. www.thejibbyjabber.com.

There is a reward for kindness to every living thing.” Prophet Muhammad wasallam(peace be upon him) If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't. Thank you Happy reading Jade p.o.v I woke up with the sunlight glaring at my face but suddenly it vanished …. frowning I opened my eyes to see Alex standing between the sun rays to protect me from it . I blink …..he stood there wearing a white shirt looking handsome as always .

We had to come around the house to face east. Already the sky was lighting up in warm oranges, the sun near the horizon. To my surprise, Veronica was already there, reading the book she had borrowed from the merfolk. She had a tiny book light clipped onto the top of the book. I marveled for a minute at how it could do so without bending the pages. “Magic,” Veronica said when I asked her. I had no idea if she was serious or not. “Mommy, look!” I turned my head just in time to see a line of blinding white stretch out across the entire horizon. Then the top of the sun brought all of the sunshine back into itself.