Rising Sun Novel Novels & Stories

Soren’s hand caught my arm for a moment, just a quick, warm squeeze, a wordless thing he did when he had something to say but didn’t quite want to say it aloud. I looked at him. “Before morning,” he said. “You promised.” “I know. Before morning.” And I kept moving north, silver light shifting with me, everywhere now. The territory breathing. I thought about what I’d told Keran. The beginning. Of something no one had ever seen. No manufactured ending. No backup network. No system leaning over us. Just wolves and the mark and a ground that had waited four hundred years and was, finally, not waiting anymore. At the northern boundary, I found Selene sitting on the root. I sat beside her. She did

he asked gently. "Quick, look! It's the sun! The sunrise!" James raised his gaze and saw the sun rise on the horizon. The rays resembled a sunflower, beaming brilliantly from the center. White clouds floated lightly, appearing calming in the early morning. The most captivating view was the vast ocean as waves rolled under the sunlight. A mysterious blue glow emitted from beneath the water's surface. It was an incredible sight that seemed to trap anyone who saw it for the first time.

She said firmly. “I have a question,” Now it was his turn to ask. “Yes?” She looked over him. “Do you prefer the sunset or sunrise?” Ellyse thought about it for a while. She liked sunsets because it looked better than sunrise. And also because of this specific memory she has with him which she’ll surely treasure. “The sunset,” He nodded briefly before looking back at the sun. “I prefer the sunrise better, because it symbolizes a new beginning—a new chapter. A chance to start over,” He licked his lips before looking down.

WRITER’S POV * * The sun rose hot in the mid-morning as rose sifted from her long sleep, she peaked an eye open, the sun making her a little dizzy, as her whole body hut, she had then remembered what had occurred, flashes of that night occurred as panic arose in her, She bolted off the bed as she looked around her room to see the princess seated beside her, “rose is alright, you’re alright, he won’t hurt you anymore,” she assured

He leaned forward and grabbed another handful, looking at it in awe as it ran through his fingers. “Look, here it comes. Welcome to your first sunrise, my Little Dragon,” Ezra said as he pulled Roman against his side. The Omega's mouth hung open as the sun slowly began rising. It looked as though it was coming right out of the water. He was amazed by the colors. They were so bright and vibrant. The orange seemed to stretch along the whole length of the horizon as the bright yellow sun slowly peered out through the middle. “Wow!... I-it’s so beautiful!” Roman breathed out. The Omega had never seen something so beautiful, nor did he know something like this existed. He felt a tear roll down hi

The shouting of orders had been replaced by the quiet murmurs of a people who weren't sure what to do with a victory they hadn't expected to survive. The protagonist stood by the window of his recovery cell. He was draped in a simple linen robe, his scarred hands resting on the cold stone of the sill. He watched the sun rise over the valley. Without the Architect’s atmospheric filters, the light was raw and golden, hitting the world at an angle that revealed the true textures of the earth.

Sunrise was the time when there was calmness and quietness, the air was pure and fresh and there was no dust, no smoke, and no noise. I opened my eyes when I felt the first rays of sunlight hit my face. I didn’t want to miss this moment. The rising sun gave a crimson glow to the pale morning sky, casting a rosy hue across it and shone softly on the mountains. It began to rise higher and higher very slowly and the colors became more vibrant. The view was breathtaking. After a moment of basking in the sunlight, I walked back to the pack house. The nightmare that had shook me to the core, was long forgotten. Well, it still hung around in my mind but thanked to this run, it was pushed further in

Chapter 11: The Blood-Steel and the Sun The sun rose over the Silver Mountains not with a glow, but with a sharp, biting glare. Audrey woke to the sound of steel clashing against steel. For a moment, she was back in the Moon Shadow kitchens, flinching at the sound of dropped pots, but the scent of cedar and the warmth of the heavy furs reminded her where she was. She was in the Alpha’s bed. And she was no longer a servant.

In a swift, decisive motion, he drove the dagger from his sleeve straight into his heart. As blood gushed forth, Eric swiftly wrapped his arms around me, shielding me from the horror. ... The day of the funeral was draped in a curtain of unending rain. I was there to bid farewell to the past, to see Chester off on his last journey. Seth stood by the grave, his gaze fixed on me. Rain soaked his hair, his eyes were red-rimmed, and a shadow of stubble darkened his jaw, giving him a worn and weary look.

“I am. Our only real problem tomorrow morning will be Alas Mayit, the Corpse Forest. The road to the Sun School takes us straight through it.” “Isn’t Alas Mayit where that dangerous devil-worshiping cult is based? Wisnumurti and Senopati Bantala were talking about them the other day.” “Yes. Outsiders aren’t allowed in there. Anyone caught will be sacrificed to the demons.” Nyai Soma’s face went pale. “Th-then... which way are we supposed to go?” “We go straight through.” Rinjani smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry, Auntie. I’ve been trained to infiltrate enemy territory without being detected. I’ll get both of you through safely.”