Selling Sunshine Novels & Stories

“Yeah, once!” Bianca said, appraising her glance at her environment. The amber sunshine devours her beauty, she squint's her eyes avoiding the sun's rays. Lucas passes a sunshade to her “You need this” He also puts on a sunshade. “What a sunny day!” Lucas exclaimed. Their feet keeps sinking into the white sand and they kept on digging it out while walking to their destination.

He yells in my face. “Get in line Sunshine, I have fucken dibs,” I yell and turn and walk out slamming the door behind me. I walk to the pool and ignore all the people staring at me. The water felt amazing on my sore muscles. Everyone was laughing and splashing around in the pool. I just dipped my head under and swam to the other side that looked at the forest. The full moon is approaching, and I am going to need to shift soon. I put my arms outside the pool cross them and lower my head on them.

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.

When I glanced down, I saw an endless stream of messages from Alexa. Each one was a cheerful photo of Liam with her and her family. In the restaurant, Liam gently placed food onto her plate. They looked at each other and smiled. He chatted politely with her parents, wearing that practiced, courteous expression. Alexa leaned into his embrace, glowing with a happiness that seemed almost blinding. All the time, she continued texting me. Alexa: [Khloe, do you see this? This is the kind of happiness you can never have.]

Palihim akong ngumisi at tumingin kay Pat at nakita kong pinandilatan nya ako ng mata habang kumakain ng mansanas. “Sige at magkampihan nanaman kayo. Ang inaalala ko lang naman Selene ay yung kundisyon mo at hindi ka pwede sa mga ganyan hindi ba?” pagod akong hinarap ng manager ko. “Ba’t kase parang ang big deal ng sinabi ko? Nananahimik na nga ako eh. In fact I am trying to avoid the spotlight now, after ng dala kong gulo. Hindi pa rin sila nagbabago,” busangot ko dahil ito ang bungad ng araw ko.

Sunshine Miller POV The noisy music inside the bar gave light to the fading spark inside me. This is it, I waited for such a long time to experience clubbing together with my friends. I am so excited. Tonight, I am wearing leopard tight jeans, neon pink blouse and paired it with leopard print shoes that I got from Chanel. I wore thick make-up; red lipstick, pink cheeks, and black eyeshadows to perfectly match my outfit. I liked it so much, but my friends kept on laughing at me. Do I look like a clown to them?

His arms wrapped around me in a warm, protective embrace, holding me close and safe. "I'm here," he whispered into my hair, his voice breaking as he spoke, his words raw with promise. "Always." And for the first time in days, I let myself believe it. I let myself lean into him — into us — and let the world outside fall away. No matter what storm waited for us in the shadows, No matter what secrets still lingered beyond our reach, We would face them, together, with all our might. * The sunlight poured gently through the cracks in the curtains, warming the hardwood floors and bathing the bedroom in a soft, golden glow. It felt so good to wake up without the usual dizziness or nausea! I'm just

she exclaimed. “No you don’t, it’s freaking warm outside, you’d wish you went out naked” Amaya cautioned. “Oh my god! Should I get more sunscreen then?” She asked. Amaya smiled calmly. “You’re fine dear, you’re fine” Nina smiled back “thanks” she said and run out. Mrs. Story who was standing in the stairway smiled heartily. “It’s been a while since I saw her this happy, what’s happening?” She quizzed Amaya.

Imogen: It was a sunny morning, definitely not one for our kind. The sun filtered through the delicate lace of the parasol above me, casting intricate patterns on the table in front of me. A gentle breeze carried the scent of freshly bloomed roses, mingling with the earthy undertones of the garden soil. The parasol shielded me from the worst of the sun, but the warmth still seeped into my skin, lulling me into a false sense of calm which I knew was going to leave burn marks later. But I loved to see the way the sun slightly burnt intricate patterns from the parasol on my skin.

Morning Light and Choices Evelyn stirred as the soft warmth of sunlight kissed her face, filtering through the open window. The golden rays danced across the room, casting delicate patterns onto the walls and the polished floor. She blinked slowly, her mind a haze of half-remembered dreams and lingering tension from the previous night. The weight of her new reality pressed against her chest, but for a moment, she let herself bask in the light.