Prapai And Sky Novels & Stories

Peace had settled over the highlands, yet the wider world was vast, ancient, and filled with mysteries far beyond the mountain borders. ​Inside the high tower chamber, Laura stood before the wide, open window, her dual-toned eyes fixed on the distant western horizon where the endless ocean met the sky. She had been utilizing the Sky-Pulse technique since dawn, attempting to map the tranquil trade winds across the coast. But today, the energetic feedback felt entirely different.

It was that I'd reframed every sacrifice as love and treated every concession as the necessary cost of building a life together. Now I had flown. Not because I'd forgotten the baby, and not because the past no longer hurt. I had simply, finally, learned to separate "giving up for someone else" from "taking off for myself." The sun dropped behind the mountains, leaving a bright band of gold along the horizon. I didn't take my phone out to capture it. Some skies don't need to be shown to anyone. And I no longer needed anyone to give me a sky. The runway was already beneath my feet. And the sky was already mine.

Dain murmured quietly, hovering a few feet away. I could tell he was giving me a moment to soak everything in, but it would take hours to scour every detail and absorb the beauty of it all. The sky was a canvas of watercolor paints, each one bleeding into the next. From this high up, I could see how they shifted and morphed, growing lighter with each passing moment, readying the sky for the brilliance of the sun. Blues and violets bled into oranges and yellows. The transition shouldn’t have been so seamless, but it was.

Nat followed suit and turned on the tap, shutting the glass door. There they were—twelve kilometers above the ground. Zara and Nat were showering in the sky. How trivial and how splendid, their bodies touching, rubbing the body massage soap that had papaya on it. He held her breasts like a precious offering, a propitiation for the spirited, easy life her gave her. He kissed her, grabbing her neck to suck her lower lips, soap splattered on their faces.

She squinted her eyes. *gasp*... A person? Damn is that another? She asked as her eyes widened. She pointed at them in the sky. They were moving incredibly fast. She saw flashes of lights from the figures in the sky. A bright light was going from one towards the other while the other person dodged and raised a counter attack, sending a red beam of light. It was like watching a movie for Mia. Everything seemed so when she suddenly realized that they were fighting. Right above her head a fight was going on. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Sky’s wit was especially entertaining. As the hours passed, the surroundings darkened. The sky turned shades of red, yellow, and orange—a peaceful sight to behold. "Mom, look! The moon is so big tonight!" Sky exclaimed, pointing at the sky. "It’s blue in color!" Abi added, her voice full of wonder. I nodded and gently placed my hands on their shoulders, pulling them closer to me. "Did you know, near the moon, the Moon Goddess resides? She’s always watching over the four realms," I began.

Cerise thinks, Desperate to see her only star among the red, dark sky. The morning comes, and the sky remains blood-colored. Joy-I weeps like a child, far from the mature image she always puts on. Yzander and the doctor stood at the corner, as suspicious as ever. Halo and Nicholas struggle to keep sleeping, as the murmurs and crying stop them from doing so.

Graduation day at Reaper training My name is Skye Evanore Reoch and I'm the only daughter of the reaper king and queen. I'm half reaper and dark witch and possess loads of magic. My parents, Rowen and Ayira rule this reaper section out of thousands that cover the entire earth. Anyway, back to me, being the only girl out of four children, I'm a daddy's girl. I have an older brother Liam who is off being taught some things from his dark elf grandfather and my younger twin brothers Brodie and Brayden. I decided that I wanted to become a reaper and not just a boring princess lounging at a palace waiting for my parents to wed me off to some pompous prince so I enrolled in the reapers training pro

His parents were still out there, and the hope he would find them now that Darius was dead, now dwindled with the new war. "Many will pull through," Tate reassured him. "This I know to be true," he took another shot. "The lights," I began speaking to my beloved. "Are far more beautiful than on earth. Earth's skies have been tainted with pollution, the seas overcrowded with garbage and debris. Bergarian holds not one sun but two light sources that give off the glow of pink, purple and blue skies. Christine's head lifted from my shoulder, her arm wrapping around my chest as I explained.

He blinked his eyes in time to see Mama P smiling up at him. "Oh Bebe, don't worry about him, Sky will come down when he's ready." The elderly woman cooed and Stefan wasn't hungry anymore. He was going to get up and go find Sky when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Stefan's eyes shot up in time to see Sky standing at the foot of the stairs. Stefan's lips fell apart at the sight before him. Standing in all his glory was the beautiful, flawless, shirtless, and sexy as all fuck, Sky. His eyes were a perfect baby blue, the sparkles all gone yet they held Stefan captive. Sky was bigger, his toned chest flexing with well-defined muscles, his lips a full sexy red color, his long honey bro