Sailor Sun Novels & Stories

Winds of the cultivating Sky World spread like a rabid fire unchained by men or monsters, but these winds provide the sale of Salavanta’s ship. The stormbellow of the cloaked ship roars with the coming rain. Sounds of both elements mix and mash together like harmony gushing over a waterfall. The Translucent Sun is a one-of-a-kind ship made to cloak and under this ability birth from the arcane and technology, the ship moves faster by keeping the stormbellow at just enough power to float and turning the jets off. With the wind and rain picking up in the air, it is easy for the ship to travel faster within Sky World, but even more impressive is how silent the vessel is without the use of extra

And Caleb stood directly behind her, his hand resting at the small of her back a constant, grounding heat against the rising tide of her power. ​Before them sat the captured Southern fleet. Seven dreadnoughts, led by the Solaris, bobbed in the dark water. They were beautiful, gilded things, designed to reflect the sun and dazzle the eyes of "lesser" nations. ​“They are Sun-Bonded,” Silas said, his voice carrying a new, rhythmic resonance. “The Southern Scribes wove light-spells into the hulls. If a Northern hand touches the wheel, the ships will ignite. We cannot sail them as they are.”

In the last six months, Waller Island had battled against the Sea Dragon a good number of times, but no clear winner was determined. The head pirate of Waller Island was named Sunstream the Third. He was not very tall. He was tan and skinny, but his skill level was of the Heaven Ascension stage. Sunstream laid in a hammock by the ocean. Next to it was a simple table, and on either side were two beautiful ladies feeding Sunstream fruit by hand. Sunstream was quite a pervert. He had robbed a business ship that day, and he got a good number of beautiful women from it to call his own. It had put him in a great mood.

Spout spoke pleasantly, then greeted him. Sylvester Sun was the current lord of the Sun clan. To most, he was nothing more than a fat b*stard, but Zephyr knew he held great power within; a Strength of level nine. In fact, he would soon be an Agile fighter. “Oh my, is that not the Khan b*stard? Why is he here?” said a young fellow who stood beside Sylvester. His gaze was trivial. “Silence! Do not be rude!” Sylvester scolded the young man. He turned his gaze back to Spout with an apologetic look, “Master Spout, please forgive us. It is our fault for not disciplining this one.” Although his words were sweet, many could tell he did not mean them. Zephyr was still a b*stard to them.

Sunn asked looking directly at King Manor. He knew it wasn’t a request but an order. He shook his head quickly, “No, no problem at all, I will make sure your warrior knows as soon as my second makes contact.” King Manor said, putting on a fake smile. “Excellent, I am very thankful for all your help. If you are ever in need of anything please don’t hesitate to let me know. But, if I may ask another favor from you?” The Sun Goddess said turning back to King Manor. “Yes, please anything.” “Once you have located Dionus, I would be most appreciative if you allowed my second to bring the mermaid along with him. I would very much like to bring her back to my kingdom and restore her health. I assure

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.

he said, and then his lips landed on my cheek. "Baby, your face is oily." Maddox wipes his lips on my clothes. I laugh at him. "That's what you get when you don't ask permission. What time is it? The sun is almost up." "Quarter to 6 am. Just on time for watching the sunrise."

Vaskal really appeared content to add to Tristan's remarks. "The news that your fated mate, a servant named Luna, is a fabled Skovovich noble family member has just been made abruptly known. This is an extraordinary occurrence." At that, Tristan laughed. He disguised a face that was a bit embarrassed by the desire to chuckle that he could not suppress behind his downcast expression. However, Tristan decided to hold back a bit because he didn't want to irritate his uncle any further with their conversation.

On the day of my marking ceremony, my twin sister suddenly returned to the pack. To pick her up, my parents, my brother, and even my mate all abandoned me. While Vivian proudly showed off a photo of herself surrounded by everyone on the pack forum, I tried to reach them through our mind link. That was when I discovered that they had already blocked me. My mate, Damian, was the only one who called me. He only said one thing. "Stop making a scene. The marking ceremony can be held another time, but Vivian rarely gets the chance to come home." As the whole pack jeered at me, I calmly canceled the marking ceremony. After returning home alone, I wrote a new number in my diary. [100.] That

Not only the view, but he also felt the warmth. “The sun? Um… According to my knowledge, the sun represents a strong man, mostly a warrior, your imperial highness. Maybe this symbolizes an arrival of a man into your life.” the royal astrologer was confused too. “What??? A man?? No way!!!” Danyel screamed. A man into his life? Like a lover or something? He felt disgusted. Understanding his thoughts and fearing Danyel would punish him, the royal astrologer tried to explain it in a better way.