Rising Sun Novel Novels & Stories

Rays of light flashed around him, and an extremely hot air instantly rose from his body. A scorching hot sun suddenly appeared in the surrounding sky. The sun was rising in the sky, and the surrounding air waves were bending and rolling in the heat. Riley, who was under the shadow of the sun the size of a millstone, suddenly shouted, "Nine Suns shine in the sky!"

In an instant, I was offered everything I hadn’t received in eight years at the company, and it would all be written directly into the contract. I put my phone down. Then I looked at my swollen face in the mirror. It felt like a full stop to the past eight years. … The next day, I showed up at the company on time. Not for anything else but to resign. The swelling on my face hadn’t completely faded yet, and a dark red scab had formed at the corner of my mouth.

The fresh sea breeze brushed against Serena’s face, carrying the scent of salt that seemed to wash away the lingering weight of Jakarta’s pollution and the bitter memories that had long suffocated her. Aboard a luxurious yacht cutting through the deep blue waters of Labuan Bajo, Serena Zea finally felt truly alive. The vessel glided smoothly, leaving a trail of white foam behind it—just like Serena, who had left the ruins of her past far beyond the horizon.

Chapter 137: The Residual Shift The real morning of their complete freedom did not start with the loud artificial beep of a global trading floor. Instead the sun rose over the eastern ridge of the Hudson Valley in a blinding arc of amber and gold. The light shone through the glass of the master suite. It washed over the mahogany floors, the messy linen sheets and the heavy quiet peace that had finally taken over the villa's private wing.

The very next dawn, my paws get busy inside our cooking den, boiling a thick pot of morning rice-gruel and rolling savory meat-burritos for our alliance breakfast. Meanwhile, across the yard, Nyra accidentally oversleeps because his body was way too exhausted from the previous day. His group completely runs out of time to cook a single thing for their plate, so their boots are forced to march straight out to the local family's den where they are scheduled to work just to beg for a bite of breakfast.

His gaze went past me and up toward the horizon and his grin shifted into an all out smile. I turned my head from him to see a golden ball of fire rising up over the dark blue water. The sky was awash in blues, pinks, golds, and oranges that stole my breath away. It was possibly the most stunning sunrise I had ever seen. I glanced over at him again. The sunlight was bathing him in total glory, accenting the strength of his cheekbones and the golds in his hair. His shoulders were relaxed as he soaked in the morning light, absorbing it's radiance. His smile was almost brighter than the sun and just as beautiful. When he smiled, it was better than the sun coming up. It made my heart beat faster

His tongue slipped into her mouth over and over again, and they kissed for a very long time. The sky began to turn white. Stella leaned into his arms and looked at the sky. The red sun rose from the sea. It dyed the clouds a glowing crimson and slowly emerged from the water. "What a beautiful sunrise!" Stella sighed. Jasper chuckled. She looked up at him. "What are you laughing at?" He lowered his head and kissed her. "The sun is very beautiful now because it's still far away from us. But, it'll be very dangerous if we continue to stay like this on the sea. It will only take a day for our faces to get sunburned."

-ANASTASIA- 1 December 2019, 8:47 am. ‘Tilt your head to the east if you happen to live where the sun rises there and see the orange red sun rising by taking its time to come out of those white fluffy clouds showing the world its unbeaten beauty and bringing a tinge of warmth on this cold day. I have seen it today like every other day but one might wonder then what the difference in today and yesterday is?

I squinted and gave the bomb expert a half-smile. "There’s no need to waste time with words.” "Just do your thing, and quick." He nodded and got down to business with his tools. I licked my back teeth. Great. Now of all times I was dying for a smoke. The afternoon in Safrana? It was blazing hot. I had been standing in the blazing sun for what felt like an eternity, and it seemed like the sun was trying to cook me alive.

The first real sunrise in a generation was the most beautiful and terrible thing Liora had ever seen. It painted the Valley of Kings in colours they had almost forgotten, soft gold, gentle pink, clear, clean blue that promised a world without the messy, bloody light of the moon. The sun warmed her skin, but it couldn’t touch the cold grief deep in her chest. The survivors moved quietly, gathering their few belongings and tending wounds that were more than skin deep. There was no wild celebration, their victory felt empty, like a cup drained to the bottom. They had won the world back, but the cost lay scattered as dark ash at the centre.