Selling Sunshine Novels & Stories

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.

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?

Ystal strides through the village, reaching the small center, characterized by the presence of some dry shrub, delimiting a small recreational area; usually, on summer and spring afternoons, the children played noisily, drawing upon themselves the calmed and saddened glances of their parents and fellow villagers. After all, everyone knew that sooner or later, at least half of them, would disappear in some Purge.

Except for the fact that they don’t have to pretend because it seems natural. “Hi, you are one of the new students here, right?” someone asked, appearing out of nowhere. The woman was wearing a crimson red cloak, the same color as her eyes. I nodded, before she smiled at me, as if excited to take me in a tour inside of this excluded place. “Yes. I’m Agatha. Agatha Fate Santillan. And you are?”

Althea The morning light seeped through the kitchen window, casting a soft glow over the table. The scent of coffee lingered in the air, mixing with the faint crispness of toast and the subtle warmth of eggs fresh off the pan. It was quiet, save for the occasional clink of silverware against plates and the low hum of the coffee machine.

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.